07-24-2016, 10:47 PM
Mick steps out, onto the street of tier 7, and looks around. Factories are pumping smog into the skylines, and there are is a collapsed building nearby - clearly having not been actually maintained for months before the collapse. Mick smiles as he stares around the area.
"It's like World War 3 down here...IT'S GLORIOUS!" Mick shouts. Static starts to come off of the earpiece. The Rogue reaches his left hand up to the earpiece and holds down the button. "Say that again?"
"Mick. I assume you're on tier 7?" Cassie's voice comes through into Mick's ear.
"Yeah. Why didn't you tell me it was like this?" the arsonist asks. "This is the highlight of my Omniverse life so far!"
"Stay focused, Mick." Cassie says. "I'm here to warn you; Try not to breath in the smog. God knows what's in those gases, but a few Secondaries I sent down there ended up dropping dead."
"Got it." Mick responds.
"Now, I'm assuming you'll need the address?"
"Yeah."
"405 Terrence Street."
"Got it."
"It's two blocks away. At the end of this street, take a left, then at the end of that one, a right, it's a straight shot to the factory."
"Alright. Bye." Mick says, taking his hand off the earpiece. He then starts walking down the street.
It only take about 10 minutes to reach the factory. Walls of metal, and a big cloud of smog forming above it. The sound of the machinery could be heard from the door.
"Looks like this is the spot." Rory says. He pushes open the door, and walks inside. There's a gang member standing guard. He immediately raises...A more high-tech-looking handgun at Mick's face.
"Just why are you here? This is Mattit Gang territory." the gang member states.
"And just why does the Mattit Gang own a factory in a lawless Tier?" the hot-blooded Rogue asks.
"Took it over." the man responds. "Now, I'll ask you again; Why are you here?"
"I was invited for a party." Mick remarks in response. "Also, why don't you hand over that gun of yours? It goes with my outfit."
"You're not even trying, are you?" the gangster asks. He pulls the trigger, sending a bolt of plasma in Mick's direction. It lands a shot on Rory's side, generating a grunt from the arsonist. He responds by reaching into his overcoat and drawing the Heat Gun, focusing it on the gangster.
"You must not know who I am, do you?" Heat Wave asks, pulling the trigger, erupting forth a beam of flame. The man sidesteps it, but it does set a table on fire in the background.
"What, you think I'm just gonna stand there and take it?" he inquires. "You're gonna have to be better than that to land a hit on Morgan Lette."
"I will make sure you BURN." Mick shouts. He lines up another shot, and fires, resulting in another sidestepped attack, hitting a wooden crate. Morgan focuses his gun again, and fires. Mick dives out of the way, and then runs towards the soldier with a shout, landing a hard punch on his chin. Lette responds with a kick to Mick's injured side, causing a yelp, before swinging a punch towards his forehead. Mick catches it, and flips the fearsome target, the gangster landing on his back. Mick sets the Heat Gun's barrel directly on the man's forehead.
"You're one of those types that just want to watch the world burn, aren't you?" Morgan asks.
"Hell yeah, I am." Mick responds. And with that, he pulls the trigger, setting Morgan's head aflame.
"It's like World War 3 down here...IT'S GLORIOUS!" Mick shouts. Static starts to come off of the earpiece. The Rogue reaches his left hand up to the earpiece and holds down the button. "Say that again?"
"Mick. I assume you're on tier 7?" Cassie's voice comes through into Mick's ear.
"Yeah. Why didn't you tell me it was like this?" the arsonist asks. "This is the highlight of my Omniverse life so far!"
"Stay focused, Mick." Cassie says. "I'm here to warn you; Try not to breath in the smog. God knows what's in those gases, but a few Secondaries I sent down there ended up dropping dead."
"Got it." Mick responds.
"Now, I'm assuming you'll need the address?"
"Yeah."
"405 Terrence Street."
"Got it."
"It's two blocks away. At the end of this street, take a left, then at the end of that one, a right, it's a straight shot to the factory."
"Alright. Bye." Mick says, taking his hand off the earpiece. He then starts walking down the street.
It only take about 10 minutes to reach the factory. Walls of metal, and a big cloud of smog forming above it. The sound of the machinery could be heard from the door.
"Looks like this is the spot." Rory says. He pushes open the door, and walks inside. There's a gang member standing guard. He immediately raises...A more high-tech-looking handgun at Mick's face.
"Just why are you here? This is Mattit Gang territory." the gang member states.
"And just why does the Mattit Gang own a factory in a lawless Tier?" the hot-blooded Rogue asks.
"Took it over." the man responds. "Now, I'll ask you again; Why are you here?"
"I was invited for a party." Mick remarks in response. "Also, why don't you hand over that gun of yours? It goes with my outfit."
"You're not even trying, are you?" the gangster asks. He pulls the trigger, sending a bolt of plasma in Mick's direction. It lands a shot on Rory's side, generating a grunt from the arsonist. He responds by reaching into his overcoat and drawing the Heat Gun, focusing it on the gangster.
"You must not know who I am, do you?" Heat Wave asks, pulling the trigger, erupting forth a beam of flame. The man sidesteps it, but it does set a table on fire in the background.
"What, you think I'm just gonna stand there and take it?" he inquires. "You're gonna have to be better than that to land a hit on Morgan Lette."
"I will make sure you BURN." Mick shouts. He lines up another shot, and fires, resulting in another sidestepped attack, hitting a wooden crate. Morgan focuses his gun again, and fires. Mick dives out of the way, and then runs towards the soldier with a shout, landing a hard punch on his chin. Lette responds with a kick to Mick's injured side, causing a yelp, before swinging a punch towards his forehead. Mick catches it, and flips the fearsome target, the gangster landing on his back. Mick sets the Heat Gun's barrel directly on the man's forehead.
"You're one of those types that just want to watch the world burn, aren't you?" Morgan asks.
"Hell yeah, I am." Mick responds. And with that, he pulls the trigger, setting Morgan's head aflame.