(Mature) Simple Mugging Gone Complex (Mission)
Oct 1, 2008 17:57:11 GMT -7
Post by ".:Constantine:." on Oct 1, 2008 17:57:11 GMT -7
(This is for mature audiences only. Do not read if you do not like a little blood)
"Three Muggings, mmmm sounds...boring. I think it is time to liven up this...request," the masked man said calmly to himself as he smiled showing off. The air pressure suddenly changed as the dark clouds came rushing through the beloved city. The rolling thunder echoed throughout the night sky as a down poor came down with no mercy. The stitches along the man's mask seemed more vibrant then normal. The glow smile peered up feeling the cool rain-washing over him. Drops trickling down his face the man slowly turned around seeing if anyone was within the dark alleys as he was. Hunched slightly he just smiled turning towards the only door to the large apartment complex.
Walking on through the man took the time to look around here and there as his eyes peered out through the long hallways. Passing from room to room, a few onlookers would notice the man. Seeing the mask made them instantly rush back into their rooms. He was, simply searching for a target. Constantine’s eyes took notice of the room numbers as he shook his head here and there. Finding the staircase, he turned cocking his head looking up in a slow demented way. Noticing a few kids playing by the steps, he just smiled the creepy smile holding raising his hand up into the sky pointing towards them. Without words, they quickly rushed off as the man began his assent up. Reaching the third floor, he continued moving on, heading down the large hallways as his hands began to fiddle moving in choreography like manner.
His head glanced up taking note at the numbers. He was at the 310s. "Uuu almost there," he said with a soft laugh. "Heh heh heh heh hee hoo hu aha a aha...311, 312, 313," he counted moving along. "314, ah...315" he said with a smile. Turning towards the door, he just stood there calmly watching the door. Examining it repeatedly as if mentally preparing what was about to happen. "* Sic enim Deus dilexit mundum, ut Filium suum unigenitum daret: ut omnis qui credit in eum, non pereat, sed habeat vitam æternam." the masked man said ever so poetically. Then, without any more delay, he quickly raised up his right leg.
The door crashed inwards as he rushed within. Taking a few seconds to take notice the target appeared. "Hey what the!” yelled out a large man, skin color of cream wearing nothing but some boxers and a wife beater. Raising his fist the large man aimed a flailing punch towards the intruder but it was expected. Seeing the right fist coming, the masked man moved towards the fist as he brought up his left arm. Holding his prized Horticultural Knive as it sliced against the large man's wrist. Twirling the knife some he quickly slammed the same knife into the right side of the man cutting through slicing the sides quite nicely. Giving out a loud scream the large man moved his other hand taking hold of the wound as the masked intruder twirled around pivoting. His right hand, the free hand moved up as he turned clock wise towards the large man, slamming the hand onto the mouth keeping him quiet. The force and push brought the muscle shirt person back onto the couch as his back cracked against it. Pushing still Constantine simply slammed his own foot down into the caretaker's foot as the muffled scream vibrated his hand. "Shh shh shh, I just have one question to ask you Detective Di'Noso," he uttered calmly.
The other leg began to kick some as Constantine began to twirl the Horticultural Knive around his fingers feeling the scream continue. Wearing his mask, he slowly cocked his head towards the detective with giving the eerie smile. The vibrations continued as he waved his Horticultural Knive into the face of the man seeing the tears coming down his eyes. "Shhh shh shhhh come on now, where are your valuables Detective." he asked calmly smiling still. The eyes of fear looked at the hollowed mask as his eyes and head began to cock towards the left, pointing towards a desk with three drawers within.
A soft laugh echoed through the empty room. The warm blood trickled down the Detective's shirt down to the hard wood floor. "Believe it or not,” Constantine said softly tilting his head a little more to take a closer look at the man. "This was supposed to be a simple mugging, but, I just can't help myself sometimes.," he said with a quick laugh bringing his right arm into the throat of the man moving his hand towards his own chest. Transferring the Horticultural Knive to his right hand he quickly flung himself up sliding the arm along the throat of the detective raising it high into the air as he stood. Blood squirted along the walls as a line along the man's throat slowly began to become eminent.
Choking the detective latched against his throat as blood seeped out from his hands. His eyes glanced at the masked intruder watching him walk on down towards the desk whistling a harmonic tune. Reaching the desk, he began to look through, taking anything that may seem valuable, weapons, money, scrolls, anything really. It was fun, this mugging concept, new and fresh, though to be honest this was small stuff. Oh well it was best to start off small to gain a clientele. As he finished raiding the drawers, he took a quick look around taking out a piece of paper and pen found within the apartment. In one suddle motion, he placed a large "X" taking up the paper as he nailed the paper onto the wall with the large pen.
"One down, two to go," he said calmly whistling, walking off, heading out towards the exit noticing there was no one in sight. "Ah the moral of good old apartment complexes, See nothing, Hear nothing, Speak nothing, or else the Boogie Man will get you," he said with a large laugh leaving the scene.
* For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
For some reason I was thinking of this song as I read over this
"Three Muggings, mmmm sounds...boring. I think it is time to liven up this...request," the masked man said calmly to himself as he smiled showing off. The air pressure suddenly changed as the dark clouds came rushing through the beloved city. The rolling thunder echoed throughout the night sky as a down poor came down with no mercy. The stitches along the man's mask seemed more vibrant then normal. The glow smile peered up feeling the cool rain-washing over him. Drops trickling down his face the man slowly turned around seeing if anyone was within the dark alleys as he was. Hunched slightly he just smiled turning towards the only door to the large apartment complex.
Walking on through the man took the time to look around here and there as his eyes peered out through the long hallways. Passing from room to room, a few onlookers would notice the man. Seeing the mask made them instantly rush back into their rooms. He was, simply searching for a target. Constantine’s eyes took notice of the room numbers as he shook his head here and there. Finding the staircase, he turned cocking his head looking up in a slow demented way. Noticing a few kids playing by the steps, he just smiled the creepy smile holding raising his hand up into the sky pointing towards them. Without words, they quickly rushed off as the man began his assent up. Reaching the third floor, he continued moving on, heading down the large hallways as his hands began to fiddle moving in choreography like manner.
His head glanced up taking note at the numbers. He was at the 310s. "Uuu almost there," he said with a soft laugh. "Heh heh heh heh hee hoo hu aha a aha...311, 312, 313," he counted moving along. "314, ah...315" he said with a smile. Turning towards the door, he just stood there calmly watching the door. Examining it repeatedly as if mentally preparing what was about to happen. "* Sic enim Deus dilexit mundum, ut Filium suum unigenitum daret: ut omnis qui credit in eum, non pereat, sed habeat vitam æternam." the masked man said ever so poetically. Then, without any more delay, he quickly raised up his right leg.
The door crashed inwards as he rushed within. Taking a few seconds to take notice the target appeared. "Hey what the!” yelled out a large man, skin color of cream wearing nothing but some boxers and a wife beater. Raising his fist the large man aimed a flailing punch towards the intruder but it was expected. Seeing the right fist coming, the masked man moved towards the fist as he brought up his left arm. Holding his prized Horticultural Knive as it sliced against the large man's wrist. Twirling the knife some he quickly slammed the same knife into the right side of the man cutting through slicing the sides quite nicely. Giving out a loud scream the large man moved his other hand taking hold of the wound as the masked intruder twirled around pivoting. His right hand, the free hand moved up as he turned clock wise towards the large man, slamming the hand onto the mouth keeping him quiet. The force and push brought the muscle shirt person back onto the couch as his back cracked against it. Pushing still Constantine simply slammed his own foot down into the caretaker's foot as the muffled scream vibrated his hand. "Shh shh shh, I just have one question to ask you Detective Di'Noso," he uttered calmly.
The other leg began to kick some as Constantine began to twirl the Horticultural Knive around his fingers feeling the scream continue. Wearing his mask, he slowly cocked his head towards the detective with giving the eerie smile. The vibrations continued as he waved his Horticultural Knive into the face of the man seeing the tears coming down his eyes. "Shhh shh shhhh come on now, where are your valuables Detective." he asked calmly smiling still. The eyes of fear looked at the hollowed mask as his eyes and head began to cock towards the left, pointing towards a desk with three drawers within.
A soft laugh echoed through the empty room. The warm blood trickled down the Detective's shirt down to the hard wood floor. "Believe it or not,” Constantine said softly tilting his head a little more to take a closer look at the man. "This was supposed to be a simple mugging, but, I just can't help myself sometimes.," he said with a quick laugh bringing his right arm into the throat of the man moving his hand towards his own chest. Transferring the Horticultural Knive to his right hand he quickly flung himself up sliding the arm along the throat of the detective raising it high into the air as he stood. Blood squirted along the walls as a line along the man's throat slowly began to become eminent.
Choking the detective latched against his throat as blood seeped out from his hands. His eyes glanced at the masked intruder watching him walk on down towards the desk whistling a harmonic tune. Reaching the desk, he began to look through, taking anything that may seem valuable, weapons, money, scrolls, anything really. It was fun, this mugging concept, new and fresh, though to be honest this was small stuff. Oh well it was best to start off small to gain a clientele. As he finished raiding the drawers, he took a quick look around taking out a piece of paper and pen found within the apartment. In one suddle motion, he placed a large "X" taking up the paper as he nailed the paper onto the wall with the large pen.
"One down, two to go," he said calmly whistling, walking off, heading out towards the exit noticing there was no one in sight. "Ah the moral of good old apartment complexes, See nothing, Hear nothing, Speak nothing, or else the Boogie Man will get you," he said with a large laugh leaving the scene.
* For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
