Post by Zonkes on Dec 18, 2018 19:47:10 GMT
Visage looked out over the city. He was in a high rise casino, on the penthouse floor. The room was beautiful. Silk sheets, an 80” flatscreen smart TV, a beautiful dark oak desk, and beige carpets. The marble walls seemed to drip gold onto the floor as if they’d been designed to do so. The yellowish lighting exentuated everything, and bathed the white mask, and black suit in warmth. The mask even cracked a small smile, as it did so. He was expecting a visitor today. But he would have to do his rounds before then.
Moving to his closet, he positioned himself around a mannequins body; making it appear as though he had flesh. He’d have to focus in order to carry the thing with him, but he wouldn’t have to long. Just long enough to avoid suspicion from patrons.
Going into the glass elevator, Visage looked down upon his kingdom. Several men wearing black and white masks patrolled the area, barely concealing weaponry as they did so. He saw a woman in a ruby red mask, start to walk over to the elevator. “This better be good, Samantha.” Visage said, and she nodded, before leaning over and whispering in his ear. The mask grinned, the mannequin head did not. “Then, let’s go.”
“Encroaching on our territory, eh, Visage?” The fat man said in front of him. In the corner of the room, lay a broken and shot mannequin. Surprisingly, the suit and mask covering it seemed unhurt. “Now, why would I do that?” The mask asked. “You’re jealous, maybe. Maybe you want to take what you feel you deserve, despite obviously being inferior.” Visage grimaced. “But it don’t matter, does it? You’re still gonna die.” The second the gun was out of the holster, Visage moved his body through the mannequin and into the floor. He grabbed a gun from a nearby bodyguard, and began firing. He then moved through the walls, and and ran back home. He couldn’t do this by himself. And he think he knew exactly who would help him.
Sitting at the desk in his office, he waited patiently for his visitors to arrive. He had gotten a call from Haru Shiba, he was looking for his sister who just so happened to have joined a rival family through her boyfriend. Haru was a guaranteed ally; and Haru happened to have allies of his own. Powerful ones. He had also called in help from another villain. He was nearly ready to go berserk on these idiots.
Moving to his closet, he positioned himself around a mannequins body; making it appear as though he had flesh. He’d have to focus in order to carry the thing with him, but he wouldn’t have to long. Just long enough to avoid suspicion from patrons.
Going into the glass elevator, Visage looked down upon his kingdom. Several men wearing black and white masks patrolled the area, barely concealing weaponry as they did so. He saw a woman in a ruby red mask, start to walk over to the elevator. “This better be good, Samantha.” Visage said, and she nodded, before leaning over and whispering in his ear. The mask grinned, the mannequin head did not. “Then, let’s go.”
“Encroaching on our territory, eh, Visage?” The fat man said in front of him. In the corner of the room, lay a broken and shot mannequin. Surprisingly, the suit and mask covering it seemed unhurt. “Now, why would I do that?” The mask asked. “You’re jealous, maybe. Maybe you want to take what you feel you deserve, despite obviously being inferior.” Visage grimaced. “But it don’t matter, does it? You’re still gonna die.” The second the gun was out of the holster, Visage moved his body through the mannequin and into the floor. He grabbed a gun from a nearby bodyguard, and began firing. He then moved through the walls, and and ran back home. He couldn’t do this by himself. And he think he knew exactly who would help him.
Sitting at the desk in his office, he waited patiently for his visitors to arrive. He had gotten a call from Haru Shiba, he was looking for his sister who just so happened to have joined a rival family through her boyfriend. Haru was a guaranteed ally; and Haru happened to have allies of his own. Powerful ones. He had also called in help from another villain. He was nearly ready to go berserk on these idiots.