05-19-2016, 03:24 PM
Just a few minutes ago, Mick was in a jail cell. And now he's floating in a black void.
He pries through his recent memories, trying to figure out how he got here, or what 'here' even is. He comes up blank. He tries to open his mouth and question things. But he can't speak. Then, a white figure appears.
What. Mick things to himself. He's seen strange things before, but never a blank white figure with nothing but a mouth and ears on their face.
Mick stares at the eyeless figure. At first, his look matches one of confusion. Then, it turns into a slight smirk, as he realizes - if it 'reflects the wishes' of people in here, he could probably get a flamethrower fairly easy. Or even...The Heat Gun. Then, the confusion returns, as he is handed a glimmering rainbow orb.
This thing is hurting my eyes. Mick thinks bluntly. It takes his eyes a few seconds to get used to it. Then, he kind of...Absorbs it. The confusion returns. At least he somewhat knows how to use it, though.
The arsonist's smirk returns. Not only could he get his flamethrower, but he also has no reason to fear death? This place can't be so bad. Then, this confidence leaves him as he realizes, others that he burns will come back as well. Holding a grudge.
The black landscape and the white figure fade away, and are replaced with...A fountain, and a white landscape. Omni can't be too creative of a guy, the arsonist thinks to himself. He sees 8 objects, all in different directions, around him. He can't make them out from here.
"...Well...I guess I should just pick a direction and go that way." Mick decides. "But first...I'm getting my Heat Gun back."
Mick decides to take Omni's explanation and put it to good use. Just think of what you desire most...Omni's words echo in the arsonist's head as he focuses on the Heat Gun. Some Omnilium emerges, and begins to take form. Mick grips the familiar handle as it takes the traditional form of his signature weapon.
"Perfect."
Mick looks down at his handheld flamethrower. To an outsider, it wouldn't be so fantastic, but to Mick, it's great. A weapon that he could somewhat easily conceal, that shoots flames at a rate practically equivalent to a flamethrower? Perfect for Mick's needs.
He looks around again. He still can't quite make out what they are, or where he's going. "Well...I guess going anywhere is better than sticking around here." Mick says. He turns in a random direction and begins to head that way, unknowingly heading for Coruscant.
He pries through his recent memories, trying to figure out how he got here, or what 'here' even is. He comes up blank. He tries to open his mouth and question things. But he can't speak. Then, a white figure appears.
What. Mick things to himself. He's seen strange things before, but never a blank white figure with nothing but a mouth and ears on their face.
Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”
Mick stares at the eyeless figure. At first, his look matches one of confusion. Then, it turns into a slight smirk, as he realizes - if it 'reflects the wishes' of people in here, he could probably get a flamethrower fairly easy. Or even...The Heat Gun. Then, the confusion returns, as he is handed a glimmering rainbow orb.
Quote:“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most."
This thing is hurting my eyes. Mick thinks bluntly. It takes his eyes a few seconds to get used to it. Then, he kind of...Absorbs it. The confusion returns. At least he somewhat knows how to use it, though.
Quote:“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn."
The arsonist's smirk returns. Not only could he get his flamethrower, but he also has no reason to fear death? This place can't be so bad. Then, this confidence leaves him as he realizes, others that he burns will come back as well. Holding a grudge.
Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
The black landscape and the white figure fade away, and are replaced with...A fountain, and a white landscape. Omni can't be too creative of a guy, the arsonist thinks to himself. He sees 8 objects, all in different directions, around him. He can't make them out from here.
"...Well...I guess I should just pick a direction and go that way." Mick decides. "But first...I'm getting my Heat Gun back."
Mick decides to take Omni's explanation and put it to good use. Just think of what you desire most...Omni's words echo in the arsonist's head as he focuses on the Heat Gun. Some Omnilium emerges, and begins to take form. Mick grips the familiar handle as it takes the traditional form of his signature weapon.
"Perfect."
Mick looks down at his handheld flamethrower. To an outsider, it wouldn't be so fantastic, but to Mick, it's great. A weapon that he could somewhat easily conceal, that shoots flames at a rate practically equivalent to a flamethrower? Perfect for Mick's needs.
He looks around again. He still can't quite make out what they are, or where he's going. "Well...I guess going anywhere is better than sticking around here." Mick says. He turns in a random direction and begins to head that way, unknowingly heading for Coruscant.

