The Imposing Man Who Happens to be Part Bicycle and Part Man



The Imposing Man Who Happens to be Part Bicycle and Part Man does not fret nor worry about materialistic values. He's a free-rider who lives the life of a self-righteous mobile device while struggling to maintain his humane properties. He does not eat or sleep. Such qualities are much too spineless (quite literally in this context) for him. He's an independent, prideful, inconsiderate bad-trike who ventures on the boundary line of inconsiderate and oddly poetic. If he had the appendages to write, he would likely have been proclaimed "the most astonishingly powerful writer who rides himself to bed at night." He makes do with bike track jargon, however. It is said that those who can decipher his heavenly prints are ascended to the heavens to greet the Almighty Powerful Trike-God, who blessed us in the form of his sons, Imposing Man and Steven Hawking. The Imposing Man wasn't naturally created imposing, but after drifting in the rain for half an hour, his chain has become quite creaky, which led to his face becoming creaky as well (if that makes any sense). He tends to talk in an angry Great Britain dialect, although it is obviously fake and he probably watches too many stereotypical reality shows, though he is quite fluent in the tongue of Lil' Wayne (a black kid was going to steal him, but decided to get his boys and chase him instead when they heard him try to call him something he probably shouldn't have uttered). All in all, the Imposing Man is a lot like us: a complex being with his own quirks and faults. That flat tire doesn't help his singing voice too.