11-30-2017, 10:43 PM
"You know you won't succeed at this, right?" asked Matthew, panting as he shifted once more into his stance. Typically he hated having to beat someone up as badly as he was about to beat up the mountain of a man who was approaching him. The man wore a graffiti'd version of Storm Trooper Armor and apparently had once been a Storm Trooper but now was not. Of course, that was not the primary concern Matthew had about the individual. No, the Primary Concern he had about said individual was the huge axe the guy was holding in his hands, that was glowing like a laser sword was... Oh hell no. He was not going to allow himself even a brief moment of contact with that. Judging from the looks of it alone, the axe could probably sever his limbs from his body....easily.
"I think you'll find you'll get the point, quite quickly," said the huge giant of a man as he swung the axe at Matthew. Matthew dropped the fighting sticks, and did an acrobatic maneuver, a flip over the head of the guy, coming down behind him. "Recognize these?" asked Matthew, having summoned the Wrist Guns and fired at the spine of the guy, bringing him down to the ground in pain. When he was done, Matthew kicked him sharply. And kept kicking him, until he became unconscious, and thus couldn't put up a fight anymore. Okay, he was definitely turning this guy over to the Empire, seeing if there was not a bounty or something on the head of the guy in the armor that he had found him wearing. The others wisely started to retreat, but Matthew was not having it. They had come to his property and invaded. The repairs were going to take him at least an hour, maybe more to repair the ruined parts of the property that were now riddled with bullets and other projectiles the individuals had seen fit to fire on his lawn. Oh yes, there was going to be a reckoning for the individuals.
Painfully slowly, Matthew began walking towards the individuals. Oh yes, there was most certainly going to be a reckoning for the remaining home wreckers. Building the place as much as he had had been a pain to the young Mcginnis, and he really hated the idea of building it anew. More than likely he was going to have to do exactly that, however. Even without the ability to zoom his vision around, Matthew could tell from just this section of his house... the whole place needed maintenance. Upon knocking out and tying up the last of the thugs with some ropes made out of Omnilium, well more like steel cords instead of rope Matthew groaned. What he really needed was someone to help him guard this place. He was exhausted.
"I think you'll find you'll get the point, quite quickly," said the huge giant of a man as he swung the axe at Matthew. Matthew dropped the fighting sticks, and did an acrobatic maneuver, a flip over the head of the guy, coming down behind him. "Recognize these?" asked Matthew, having summoned the Wrist Guns and fired at the spine of the guy, bringing him down to the ground in pain. When he was done, Matthew kicked him sharply. And kept kicking him, until he became unconscious, and thus couldn't put up a fight anymore. Okay, he was definitely turning this guy over to the Empire, seeing if there was not a bounty or something on the head of the guy in the armor that he had found him wearing. The others wisely started to retreat, but Matthew was not having it. They had come to his property and invaded. The repairs were going to take him at least an hour, maybe more to repair the ruined parts of the property that were now riddled with bullets and other projectiles the individuals had seen fit to fire on his lawn. Oh yes, there was going to be a reckoning for the individuals.
Painfully slowly, Matthew began walking towards the individuals. Oh yes, there was most certainly going to be a reckoning for the remaining home wreckers. Building the place as much as he had had been a pain to the young Mcginnis, and he really hated the idea of building it anew. More than likely he was going to have to do exactly that, however. Even without the ability to zoom his vision around, Matthew could tell from just this section of his house... the whole place needed maintenance. Upon knocking out and tying up the last of the thugs with some ropes made out of Omnilium, well more like steel cords instead of rope Matthew groaned. What he really needed was someone to help him guard this place. He was exhausted.