01-06-2016, 01:36 AM
There's a couple different things you need to know about me. Namely, how to not piss me off. I understand there are jackasses out there who don't play nice who won't listen. I would know, I'm usually one of them. But if you care to listen then we all might live together in something resembling grudging harmony. More specifically, what not to do that would piss me off. Firstly, don't shoot at me. This should be a given, but some people get this strange idea that it's okay. Just don't do it, because it will end poorly for you. Secondly, don't be mean to animals. It's not nice, and I'd feel like I'd have to pay it in kind. Third, don't knock food and alcohol out of my hand. Not even if you're my friend. Especially if I paid for it. Common courtesy, really.
And finally, under no circumstance, especially anywhere inside a populated area, do not have a hellgate in your possession. Not even a part of one. Because then I'm going to have to pay you a visit. And I'm going to bring all my friends. You should meet super shoty. She has a lovely singing voice.
That was the reason why I found myself at the base of the skyscraper where the UNSMC detected the same energies that spiked when the Hellgates arrived on Earth. Shortly before the demon's invasion. Rumors were that remnants of the UAC were trying to recover lost research from the destroyed Mars bases. Including the teleporters that started this whole mess to being with. If this group was either affiliated with them or had just stumbled across the tech by accident wasn't something I was here to care about. Get in, bash the place while these "avengers" were out, destroy or grab the hellgate and get out. Maybe give them a good reason to not go over the UNSMC's head again.
The inside of the first floor lobby reminded me more of a museum that something that belonged to a superhero outfit. People from out in the public stooped over display cases and plaques set near large show pieces of various objects that probably had something to do with the owners. it even had one of those donation buckets where you put a coin in and it swirls around the edge until it got sucked down the hole in the middle. I kinda felt bad to bust the joint up, but a scan across the floor with my helmet revealed no demonic energy down here.
Nothing here for me. Time to move on.
While the showgoers didn't seem bothered by the heavily armored space marines not a few yards from them, security wasn't fooled. A few already started to move in, the one in the front a tough looking guy that probably ate to bit crook for breakfast and had his fair share of run-ins with greenhorn villains.
"Sir, that's far enou-" He barely had enough time to unlatch his pistol from his holster before I brought my fist back and clocked him straight in the nose. If I didn't have everyone's attention already, I did when I then fired my pistol in to the floor and the shot rang out across the building.
"Alright everyone, time to clear out. No one needs to get hurt, I just need to get something and I'll be on my way" Anyone that hadn't already bolted for the emergency doors were stuck stiff at the sudden attack, even the guards who were hesitant as they realized their low caliber guns weren't going to do jack squat.
"Why don't you get an ice pack for your friend here and some coffee. You're definitely going to need it when your bosses come back" I told them as I ripped the keychain off the bloodied rent-a-mook and headed towards the elevator off to the side. A path was very quickly cleared for me by the crowd still there and I walked in with only mumbled fear and terrible music as fellow passengers. I inserted the key for the controls into the right slot and with a turn I activated the override. It won't get me all the way to the top, but I just needed far enough that it won't take an hour to run up the stairs.
I switched the safeties on my others weapons off and made some last second checks to see if they were loaded and properly cleaned. If there was resistance, then I didn't want to have any last second grimlins screw me over. But compared to the armies of hell, what could possibly a threat to me?
"This will be a cakewake"
Oh lordy, when will I ever learn to shut my mouth
And finally, under no circumstance, especially anywhere inside a populated area, do not have a hellgate in your possession. Not even a part of one. Because then I'm going to have to pay you a visit. And I'm going to bring all my friends. You should meet super shoty. She has a lovely singing voice.
That was the reason why I found myself at the base of the skyscraper where the UNSMC detected the same energies that spiked when the Hellgates arrived on Earth. Shortly before the demon's invasion. Rumors were that remnants of the UAC were trying to recover lost research from the destroyed Mars bases. Including the teleporters that started this whole mess to being with. If this group was either affiliated with them or had just stumbled across the tech by accident wasn't something I was here to care about. Get in, bash the place while these "avengers" were out, destroy or grab the hellgate and get out. Maybe give them a good reason to not go over the UNSMC's head again.
The inside of the first floor lobby reminded me more of a museum that something that belonged to a superhero outfit. People from out in the public stooped over display cases and plaques set near large show pieces of various objects that probably had something to do with the owners. it even had one of those donation buckets where you put a coin in and it swirls around the edge until it got sucked down the hole in the middle. I kinda felt bad to bust the joint up, but a scan across the floor with my helmet revealed no demonic energy down here.
Nothing here for me. Time to move on.
While the showgoers didn't seem bothered by the heavily armored space marines not a few yards from them, security wasn't fooled. A few already started to move in, the one in the front a tough looking guy that probably ate to bit crook for breakfast and had his fair share of run-ins with greenhorn villains.
"Sir, that's far enou-" He barely had enough time to unlatch his pistol from his holster before I brought my fist back and clocked him straight in the nose. If I didn't have everyone's attention already, I did when I then fired my pistol in to the floor and the shot rang out across the building.
"Alright everyone, time to clear out. No one needs to get hurt, I just need to get something and I'll be on my way" Anyone that hadn't already bolted for the emergency doors were stuck stiff at the sudden attack, even the guards who were hesitant as they realized their low caliber guns weren't going to do jack squat.
"Why don't you get an ice pack for your friend here and some coffee. You're definitely going to need it when your bosses come back" I told them as I ripped the keychain off the bloodied rent-a-mook and headed towards the elevator off to the side. A path was very quickly cleared for me by the crowd still there and I walked in with only mumbled fear and terrible music as fellow passengers. I inserted the key for the controls into the right slot and with a turn I activated the override. It won't get me all the way to the top, but I just needed far enough that it won't take an hour to run up the stairs.
I switched the safeties on my others weapons off and made some last second checks to see if they were loaded and properly cleaned. If there was resistance, then I didn't want to have any last second grimlins screw me over. But compared to the armies of hell, what could possibly a threat to me?
"This will be a cakewake"
Oh lordy, when will I ever learn to shut my mouth
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