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Post by inferno on Jul 25, 2012 21:17:51 GMT -5
It was in the middle of broad daylight when the bank staff paled and started fearing for their life. A man squeezed through the doors that they would not forget, a giant of a man! Atleast eight feet tall with plenty of muscles. "Everyone HIT THE FLOOR!" Inferno commanded as fire crackled to life around one of his fists. No one stopped to question him as people hit the deck instantly as Inferno pulled his flaming fist back.
The building then shook as an explosion erupted from Inferno's fists, smashing through the glass of the Teller windows. Security guards (who hadn't hit the deck) poured out and fired at Inferno who tanked the bullets. After they ran out, Inferno stomped his foot to make a piece of the floor shoot up. Grabbing it, Inferno crumbled it up and hurled a handful of concrete straight into the guards at high velocity. Breaking bones and piercing their skulls before he casually made his way toward the vaults.
Inferno in reality didn't need money, but this was a perfect way to get cops to come after him. Plus there was also the chance that some super humans like himself would show up and they would be the most fun to fight! In the mean time, Inferno tore a vault door off it's hinges and made his way inside. "Right, after I cook some bacon, how much should I actually carry?" Inferno mused out loud, completely unaware of another presence.
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Post by ash on Aug 3, 2012 22:47:15 GMT -5
"Oh my~" Ash mused to himself. It wasn't really often he saw something like this. There was an absolute beast of a man who just walked into the bank. Well, it was obvious he wasn't there for a simple withdrawal. It was more, robbery perhaps. Ash idly stared as he noticed the man utilizing flames and tearing up the place. It was quite the interesting sight. Ash was clad in clothing different to his usual. Instead of a red pleather bodysuit he was wearing tight red pants, a black belt, white shoes and a red coat with white fur trim on the lapels and wrists. He felt his ensemble added a bit more class to a stroll around Gotham.
Ash strolled in after the man while he was on his little rampage. "Impressive." Ash said in his slightly low tone. His French accent adding a slight growl to his speech. Ash often liked to meet others who had different powers. After all, it only helped him assert his dominance over those weaker than him. "Hold this, please." Ash said to an absolutely frightened lady as he removed his jacket, leaving his upper body bare. He didn't want to ruin his fancy coat in the off chance this man attacked him. After all, it was from the finest store in Paris and cost him a pretty penny.
((Sorry it's so short))
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Post by inferno on Aug 4, 2012 22:12:32 GMT -5
Inferno later opted to not even bother bagging any cash, instead opting to just make a bed out of cash that he decided to plop in before rolling around in it. "Not sure what the big deal is. All of those cartoons of rich guys rolling around in money lied to me," Inferno said to no one until he looked up and noticed... someone standing at the door to the vault. "Who're you and why are you dressed like that?" Inferno demanded without blinking.
Now despite the fact Inferno isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, there are still things he would notice in an instant. For starters: this was a dude that looked a chick, and he hadn't been in the lobby. Inferno only knew this because of how Ash dressed- Inferno would have noticed a flamboyant dude dressed like that. Inferno actually got fooled by- actually nevermind that. Not an important aspect of Inferno's life.
Sirens then could be heard in the distance, prompting Inferno to spring to his feet after pocketing some of the cash. "S'cuse me, got some bacon to fry. Unless you're here to try and stop me," Inferno said popping his neck.
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Post by ash on Aug 27, 2012 19:32:47 GMT -5
Ash smirked to himself, his long manicured nail resting on his chin in thought. He chortled with a laugh almost like a noblewoman yet with his oddly sweet voice "Ohohohoho, I'm Ash Crimson. Oh, and my outfit? It's quite cute, non? I like to have a bit of flair and pizzaz in my wardrobe. Ash's body twirled as he looked over his shoulder at the man insinuating that he might be even trying to fight crime. Non non, Monsieur. I'm not trying to stop you, however I'm in the mood for some carnage and these do gooders need a kick in the posterior to actually get to work. Sacre Bleu, I mean what does a man have to do around here to actually have some... action." Ash's unnervingly low yet soft spoken voice actually sounded creepy to most. He licked his lips for emphasis, obviously hoping to toy with and disturb the man with his flirtatious ways.
Suddenly a guard handling a pistol took a random shot at Ash and missing by a good few feet. He rolled his green eyes before outstretching a palm in front of his mouth and leaning over with a hand on his hip. "Bon Voyage" he spoke, blowing a flaming green heart towards the armed security, bursting him into flames and leaving nothing behind. Ash snatched his fine coat from the woman who he'd ordered to hold it, smirking at her. "Merci~"
Ash turned towards this huge man, curiously looking him over. "So, what do they call you?" he spoke in an incredulous tone, still feeling quite bored. Still, it was a day that had potential.
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