10-23-2017, 09:03 AM
"Or how about you all leave? You're trespassing, and I want you off my property."
This was said by Matthew who had come out through a lift, and had finally made a decision as to who he was going to dress as this time around. The outfit now worn by him was a green outfit reminiscent of a certain ancient archer. Of course the costume was not that of the ancient archer, but that of a hero from Matthew's universe, but one without a bow and arrow because he did not at present own one. A problem he was going to have to address, in the near and foreseeable future, when he got things taken care of. A scowl was on his face as he glared and each of them.
The would be King Pin and his minions were first on Matthew's list of who was about to be pounded. No one shot up a home he had slaved over, and worked on ceaselessly to make into the perfect place for himself. No one brought fights to it either, when he went to great trouble to keep this place off the radar. Matthew didn't want the Empire down here, and he most certainly didn't want other vigilantes here either.
As he examined the bullet holes in some of the walls, and furniture his right eye began to twitch. "Wrist Guns," He commanded. Seconds later they appeared on his hands. "Energy Blast Attachment." The guns would reconfigure, and he'd fire the energy blast attachment of the guns at the King Pin.
"I believe I have stated to you clearly what you are to do. However, if you have not understood I shall make the point painfully clear to you. You are NOT welcome here at my home. Kindly vacate the place, before I am forced to resort to levels of force I'd rather not use."
Matthew then fired an energy blast at the Kingpin's knee, to try and bring him down so he could start to reclaim his home. Remodeling the place and repairing it was going to be a tedious task. Every bit of furniture upstairs was going to be replaced by him, because he wanted to be sure that there would be no defilement or drug smell or anything like that. These morons were truly idiots.
"So what will it be? Do you leave the easy way, or do I drive you out?"
Matthew switched from the Wrist-Guns to a bo-staff. "You have five seconds to decide."
"4." His bo staff would be used by him to give the Kingpin a blow that if it connected would hit him in his crotch, and would be one he'd never forget.
"3." Matthew swung the bo-staff in an arc, trying to whack the Kingpin upside the head.
"2.." An attack with the bo staff was made at the Kingpin's shoulder.
"1." Matthew once more went for a blow at the lower regions.
"What have you decided?"
This was said by Matthew who had come out through a lift, and had finally made a decision as to who he was going to dress as this time around. The outfit now worn by him was a green outfit reminiscent of a certain ancient archer. Of course the costume was not that of the ancient archer, but that of a hero from Matthew's universe, but one without a bow and arrow because he did not at present own one. A problem he was going to have to address, in the near and foreseeable future, when he got things taken care of. A scowl was on his face as he glared and each of them.
The would be King Pin and his minions were first on Matthew's list of who was about to be pounded. No one shot up a home he had slaved over, and worked on ceaselessly to make into the perfect place for himself. No one brought fights to it either, when he went to great trouble to keep this place off the radar. Matthew didn't want the Empire down here, and he most certainly didn't want other vigilantes here either.
As he examined the bullet holes in some of the walls, and furniture his right eye began to twitch. "Wrist Guns," He commanded. Seconds later they appeared on his hands. "Energy Blast Attachment." The guns would reconfigure, and he'd fire the energy blast attachment of the guns at the King Pin.
"I believe I have stated to you clearly what you are to do. However, if you have not understood I shall make the point painfully clear to you. You are NOT welcome here at my home. Kindly vacate the place, before I am forced to resort to levels of force I'd rather not use."
Matthew then fired an energy blast at the Kingpin's knee, to try and bring him down so he could start to reclaim his home. Remodeling the place and repairing it was going to be a tedious task. Every bit of furniture upstairs was going to be replaced by him, because he wanted to be sure that there would be no defilement or drug smell or anything like that. These morons were truly idiots.
"So what will it be? Do you leave the easy way, or do I drive you out?"
Matthew switched from the Wrist-Guns to a bo-staff. "You have five seconds to decide."
"4." His bo staff would be used by him to give the Kingpin a blow that if it connected would hit him in his crotch, and would be one he'd never forget.
"3." Matthew swung the bo-staff in an arc, trying to whack the Kingpin upside the head.
"2.." An attack with the bo staff was made at the Kingpin's shoulder.
"1." Matthew once more went for a blow at the lower regions.
"What have you decided?"