Luchadores Locos (Open to all)
Oct 30, 2013 23:50:00 GMT
Post by The Joker on Oct 30, 2013 23:50:00 GMT
09:35 pm. 3 weeks after the half year mark.
Steve Simmons looked around with a wide grin on his face. Things were running smoothly, even smoother than he expected. It had been child's play to enter the bank, and even easier to shoot the guards and gain entrance to the safes. All they had to do was to get hold of the bank manager and she had been more than willing to assist. The nine men, all wearing bulletproof wests and clown masks, was armed with Skorpion sub-machine guns and Benelli M3's, so no one in the bank felt like being heroes, which suited Steve just fine, no need to waste bullets on them then.
Two of the robbers were waiting near the entrance to the bank, three were inside in order to keep people in check as the last four stood around the safes, waiting for the bank manager to finish opening the safes. Steve had a feeling she was taking so long on purpose, and that, he didn't like at all. “Hurry up you ugly cow!” He yelled at her, pressing the Skorpion’s muzzle against her temple. This resulted in a terrified squeak from the small woman as some of the other robbers made mooing sounds and laughed.
Suddenly, Steve saw one of the other men, a young man named Jimmy, shake his head once and put his M3 on top of a nearby card-index cabinet. “This is taking too damn long! The Boss won’t be pleased at all!” He then started to turn a valve mounted on his wrist, something making a throbbing noise like a heartbeat from his spine. Steve watched in wonder, as Jimmy’s visible skin was criss-crossed with veins as they started to bulge and turn black as ink. Steve had seen this happen several times with more than one of the boys as they took the dose, but it still fascinated him. As Jimmy started to grow in size, his muscles bulging beneath his skin, Steve remembered what his Boss had told him.
Steve had stood in a office, the former resident probably dead. His boss had been sitting with his back to Steve, looking out of an open window. “Steve my boy..listen up and listen well, it might save your life you know.” Steve had concentrated completely on the man in the chair, you didn’t disobey this guy and when he told you to listen up, you damn well better do as he said. “You see..I’m sending you out with the boys of group twelve, you’re going to be in charge, got it?” Steve had nodded, surprised and honored that he had been chosen.
“But I’m sending you out with a little something. Use it when needed, its potent stuff after all.. A little gift you might say..it really helps deliver a punch line” His boss turned towards Steve as he started to laugh, the laugh a manic, gleeful sound. The Joker’s insane laugh died out as he looked at Steve. “What are you waiting for my boy? Get out there and spread some chaos!” Steve had nodded with a few “Of course boss, naturally Mr Joker.” And had left the office, the Jokers laugh following him.
As Jimmy finished, he was easily nearly 20 inches taller than before, and nearly twice as wide as he had been, his eyes almost glowing eerily as his teeth had grow sharper, bones almost protruding from his skin. Steve nodded for himself as Jimmy tore off the safe’s door. “Yup..this stuff really packs a punch line..” He then couldn’t help but chuckle as the men started to empty the first safe as Jimmy tore open the next. They had to hurry; they still needed to access the vault too. Inside the bank, one of the robbers poked one of his friends and pointed at a young brunette lying on the floor. “Hey, y’know..I think I’m getting me’self a taste of that chink.” The other chuckled, shaking his head. “You’re crazy” The first shrugged. “Hey, no way such a upper-class kitty would spread her legs fer one like meh” The other shook his head once again. “She’s fucking Jail-bait dude..she can’t be more than seventeen..” Davidson chuckled as he walked closer to the young girl on the floor as he spoke over his shoulder. “That’s why she’s more or a chink than a slu..I mean slot..” He then chuckled at his corny joke as he lifted the brunette, throwing her over a counter, keeping her hands in place on her back as he ripped off her skirt. “Oooh..pink..cute..” He then laughed as the girl screamed.
Steve Simmons looked around with a wide grin on his face. Things were running smoothly, even smoother than he expected. It had been child's play to enter the bank, and even easier to shoot the guards and gain entrance to the safes. All they had to do was to get hold of the bank manager and she had been more than willing to assist. The nine men, all wearing bulletproof wests and clown masks, was armed with Skorpion sub-machine guns and Benelli M3's, so no one in the bank felt like being heroes, which suited Steve just fine, no need to waste bullets on them then.
Two of the robbers were waiting near the entrance to the bank, three were inside in order to keep people in check as the last four stood around the safes, waiting for the bank manager to finish opening the safes. Steve had a feeling she was taking so long on purpose, and that, he didn't like at all. “Hurry up you ugly cow!” He yelled at her, pressing the Skorpion’s muzzle against her temple. This resulted in a terrified squeak from the small woman as some of the other robbers made mooing sounds and laughed.
Suddenly, Steve saw one of the other men, a young man named Jimmy, shake his head once and put his M3 on top of a nearby card-index cabinet. “This is taking too damn long! The Boss won’t be pleased at all!” He then started to turn a valve mounted on his wrist, something making a throbbing noise like a heartbeat from his spine. Steve watched in wonder, as Jimmy’s visible skin was criss-crossed with veins as they started to bulge and turn black as ink. Steve had seen this happen several times with more than one of the boys as they took the dose, but it still fascinated him. As Jimmy started to grow in size, his muscles bulging beneath his skin, Steve remembered what his Boss had told him.
Steve had stood in a office, the former resident probably dead. His boss had been sitting with his back to Steve, looking out of an open window. “Steve my boy..listen up and listen well, it might save your life you know.” Steve had concentrated completely on the man in the chair, you didn’t disobey this guy and when he told you to listen up, you damn well better do as he said. “You see..I’m sending you out with the boys of group twelve, you’re going to be in charge, got it?” Steve had nodded, surprised and honored that he had been chosen.
“But I’m sending you out with a little something. Use it when needed, its potent stuff after all.. A little gift you might say..it really helps deliver a punch line” His boss turned towards Steve as he started to laugh, the laugh a manic, gleeful sound. The Joker’s insane laugh died out as he looked at Steve. “What are you waiting for my boy? Get out there and spread some chaos!” Steve had nodded with a few “Of course boss, naturally Mr Joker.” And had left the office, the Jokers laugh following him.
As Jimmy finished, he was easily nearly 20 inches taller than before, and nearly twice as wide as he had been, his eyes almost glowing eerily as his teeth had grow sharper, bones almost protruding from his skin. Steve nodded for himself as Jimmy tore off the safe’s door. “Yup..this stuff really packs a punch line..” He then couldn’t help but chuckle as the men started to empty the first safe as Jimmy tore open the next. They had to hurry; they still needed to access the vault too. Inside the bank, one of the robbers poked one of his friends and pointed at a young brunette lying on the floor. “Hey, y’know..I think I’m getting me’self a taste of that chink.” The other chuckled, shaking his head. “You’re crazy” The first shrugged. “Hey, no way such a upper-class kitty would spread her legs fer one like meh” The other shook his head once again. “She’s fucking Jail-bait dude..she can’t be more than seventeen..” Davidson chuckled as he walked closer to the young girl on the floor as he spoke over his shoulder. “That’s why she’s more or a chink than a slu..I mean slot..” He then chuckled at his corny joke as he lifted the brunette, throwing her over a counter, keeping her hands in place on her back as he ripped off her skirt. “Oooh..pink..cute..” He then laughed as the girl screamed.
