[fan cams] Our superhero does his thing…
[ *ETA 7/12: Sorry, everyone… these videos have now been made private by the owner, so we can no longer watch them. Some Rain fans aren’t as generous as others. Oh, well. Don’t despair. There will be plenty of other Rain goodies coming our way, right? ^@@^ ]
… on the Runaway set, as we understand it. Of course, this could also be a stuntman, but why would it be? Rain is stunt-trained and got that skill the hard way, via Ninja Assassin.
Well, regardless, this is so exciting. We can barely wait for the drama! (Pssst… we think it’s him.)
— Stephe ^@@^
(courtesy of rainpipipi @YT / tip: Memo-Rain)
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(source blog: Memo-Rain)
Cloud USA 
I’m 30, just because we are older doesn’t mean we can’t look.
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Oh yes, L.C…. she really is 52. And I just turned 50 on my birthday in June. 😀
Age is nothing but a number. If I knew, when I was younger, that’s I’d still be this YOUNG when I got here, I would have come a lot sooner.
Stephe ^@@^
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Terri…are you really 52 or pulling my leg???…lol…you sound awfully young to me…I’m no spring chicken either…lmao!! 😉
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ROFL,
Yes, yes.
I really AM 52 years old. Good grief. Would I actually LIE about something like that? LOL.
In my heart, though, I’m still 25. And that’s the way it’s gonna stay. So there.
Terri :-}
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sad, the video are set private to me 😦
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there will be others that’s right 😀
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You’re not old until you’re dead.
And boy oh boy would I just LOVE to see some up close and personal stunts by Rain! =D For truth seeking purposes of course, just to make sure that he doesn’t have need for a stunt double.
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OMG Terri!!! Seriously, you made me laughed out loud!!! Me too, waiting for the days(not far off!!!) these privileges will be extended to me! Ha ha ha!!!
Amen to “what’s age without a little privilege?”…Love this caption!!!
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My guy doing his own stunts, you go Bi, don’t hurt yo’self none! need you back on tour in a few. I’m 검은 비~평화 Black rain/peace out.
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Lol,
Well, it looks like it’s Rain to me. And let me say it had BETTER be Rain doing this stunt himself. After all, how embarrassing would it be if our Ninja Assassin couldn’t do a simple somersault over a car?
I mean, seriously, I could probably even do that stunt myself. Not that I’m going to try, of course. First of all, I would probably hurt my pretty little car, which I definitely don’t want to do. Second, my family would have a stroke, because they are so “protective” of me.
It’s like the older I get the LESS I’m “expected” to do for myself, especially the “ooh…ah…dangerous” stuff–like climbing up on step-stools or ladders, moving heavy furniture, or uh…walking. Yeah. Walking. Seriously.
It’s like, “Oh, no, Mom. That’s too heavy for you. Lemme get that.” Or…”What are you doing up there, Mom? Here, lemme change that light bulb for you.” Or…”I’ll just drop you off here Mom, so you won’t have to walk so far, okay?”
Really? I mean REALLY?
I may be 52 years old, but I’m not dead yet. So, I can still DO stuff. The problem is the people around me don’t think I SHOULD be doing stuff. Ever. And I swear I do NOT look THAT old and decrepit. Or at least that’s what people keep telling me. But now I’m REALLY beginning to wonder.
Example: Last weekend, at work, we were having a BBQ. For some reason, I’m usually assigned the task of being the “official” photographer at these types of events. Don’t ask me why. It just always seems to happen that way. As the event reached its end, they wanted me to take a group shot for posterity.
There are like 60 people in this group, kind of a mob. We’re outside on the patio, which is a great place for taking the shot, but the problem is there’s no way I’m going to get everybody in the shot unless I get a good angle.
I look around and decide that a higher angle would be best. So, I hop up on one of the concrete benches, next to one of the concrete tables. You’ve seen those tables and benches I’m talking about, right? The tables are concrete and round, and they have these curved concrete benches set around them? And the benches are wide and strong–very sturdy stuff. Lots of office buildings in the States have them on their patios.
The bench is only about 2 feet high, right? No biggie. So, I hop up there, and I’m turning around to aim the camera, and suddenly there’s a collective gasp from the group! “OMG.” “Terri! Be CAREFUL!” “Watch out!” “Don’t fall!” “OMG.”
I laugh. I stare. “People! It’s like TWO FEET HIGH. I GOT this! SMILE!” Click, click, click.
Crikey.
The good news is two of our hot young fellows came over to help me DOWN. And OF COURSE I let them. :-} After all, what’s age without a little privilege, right?
Heh, heh.
Terri
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Oh Terri! You are priceless! I laughed so loud I am worried my neighbours will come knocking on my door.
“After all, what’s age without a little privilege, right?” – ROFL
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