[ WP ] You a real master magician , a legend amongst true casters . From conjuring and summoning to simple hexes and curses . You are now hosting a trick to not only fool Penn and Teller , but make them question even their own knowledge of the art .

I cut the head off of the chicken with a large axe. The crowd gasped. And, sure enough, the chicken began to run around the stage. It ran for a good 15 minutes, making spirals, loops, and zig-zags Finally, with a vomit-inducing crunch, it smacked into a wall and fell off of it's feet. It twitched for a moment, then throbbed for another, and then finally lay still. At first, Penn had been smirking at my cheap `` trick''. Now, the look on his face was uneasy. He whispered into Teller's ear, and then turned to speak up. 
 
 I interrupted. `` But Mr. Penn,'' I jauntily called out. `` I'm not done!'' I was practically singing. 
 
 I walked forwards. `` I'm going to need a volunteer!'' I put my long, slender hand on Teller's shoulder. `` Whadda ya say?'' 
 
 He shifted in his seat, mumbling something unintelligible. `` What was that?'' I responded to the crowd. `` Nothing? Very well then.'' I coaxed him out of the seat and onto the stage. *Now for some real magic. * 
 
 He looked at me uneasily. I smiled, clasping his hands between mine. `` Do n't be scared,'' I whispered to him. `` You're gon na look great up here. And you've got some strong legs.'' My eyes were glowing a cold bright white as I peered into that week, feeble man. 
 
 As he turned towards Penn in fear, I brandished my axe.
