Post by inferno on Jul 18, 2012 19:31:58 GMT -5
Gun shots ran out in a vacant industrial district between two rival gangs. Probably over turf or perhaps some gang members got drunk and thought it would be a great idea to take out some guys in the other gang. Either way, there was noisy bullets and yelling going on. This was all well and good, but AS it turned out... a certain red headed superhuman had decided to add this area to what he considered to be his turf. And apparently they never got the memo because he never sent it!
Anyway, he had been sleeping nearby when this shooting went on and what was worse then Inferno being disturbed from his sleep? Inferno being disturbed from a "late night" if you understand what I mean by that. It's also a bad idea to disturb him while he's eating.
Anyway, Inferno had been sleeping and woke up from the gunshots. So, grabbing a random metallic barrel, Inferno hurled it at the closest group of gangsters and sent them flying in one direction. "OI! What's the big idea making noise on my turf? You think you can throw down without getting Big Red on ya? THINK AGAIN ya weaklings!" Inferno bellowed quite menacingly and as the still standing gang members regained their composure, lanced two streams of fire at them with entertaining results.
Namely setting some on fire, plus blowing up their cars. Somehow there were still some alive and so they fired back at Inferno, but by flexing his muscles and striking a super manly pose in the process, the bullets bounced off. After most of them had to reload, Inferno kicked off and leaped into the air. "Go to sleep bitches!" Inferno roared, pulling a flaming fist back before driving it straight into the ground in the center of several thugs. One explosion later, and nearly all of the survivors had been incinerated with the rest running away in terror. "And don't let me catch you losers around here again!" Inferno yelled after them, taking a moment to bask in his awesomeness.
NOW he couldn't go to sleep cause of the adrenaline. He needed something to tire himself out... but what? Sirens in the distance that seemed to be coming closer seemed to answer his prayers.
Anyway, he had been sleeping nearby when this shooting went on and what was worse then Inferno being disturbed from his sleep? Inferno being disturbed from a "late night" if you understand what I mean by that. It's also a bad idea to disturb him while he's eating.
Anyway, Inferno had been sleeping and woke up from the gunshots. So, grabbing a random metallic barrel, Inferno hurled it at the closest group of gangsters and sent them flying in one direction. "OI! What's the big idea making noise on my turf? You think you can throw down without getting Big Red on ya? THINK AGAIN ya weaklings!" Inferno bellowed quite menacingly and as the still standing gang members regained their composure, lanced two streams of fire at them with entertaining results.
Namely setting some on fire, plus blowing up their cars. Somehow there were still some alive and so they fired back at Inferno, but by flexing his muscles and striking a super manly pose in the process, the bullets bounced off. After most of them had to reload, Inferno kicked off and leaped into the air. "Go to sleep bitches!" Inferno roared, pulling a flaming fist back before driving it straight into the ground in the center of several thugs. One explosion later, and nearly all of the survivors had been incinerated with the rest running away in terror. "And don't let me catch you losers around here again!" Inferno yelled after them, taking a moment to bask in his awesomeness.
NOW he couldn't go to sleep cause of the adrenaline. He needed something to tire himself out... but what? Sirens in the distance that seemed to be coming closer seemed to answer his prayers.