Post by Cooler on Oct 1, 2010 16:50:27 GMT -5
As Piccolo stood above the two humans, he laughed it was low and guttural. However to the men, it was like the laugh of their worst deity. They cringed on the floor, and one even pissed himself which caused Piccolo to laugh even more. One of the Namekian’s green arms went to his pack, and extracted a lighter. Piccolo quickly scanned the room for any sort of fluid to help with the fire’s ignition. Among the debris of the table, and chairs which were all overturned he saw a portable tank of gasoline. ‘Perfect’ the Namekian thought, his smile covered by the black mask he wore. Slowly he made his way to the tank, and picked it up. He slowly unscrewed the cap, and dumped a bit out chuckling the whole time. Piccolo then moved towards the two men, the scent of gasoline now filling the room along with the fear gas which was earlier added to the atmosphere. Piccolo faked dumping some out, and the men shrieked in fear. The Namekian turned around quickly and threw the tank at the wall, it came to a rest halfway through the drywall, upside down, gasoline pooled onto the floor. The flame of the lighter quickly shot up, initiated with the green thumb of Piccolo and he dented the lighter into the on position permanently. With a flick of the wrist the flame transferred itself and grew, quickly turning the houses wall into a burning inferno.
“Have a nice night chaps” Piccolo cheerfully said, as he shut the door to the first house on his spree of terror. The screams only briefly exited into the night while Piccolo had opened the door, not enough time for anyone to notice. The smoke from the house would probably eek out enough for notice in an hour, but by that time Piccolo was sure others would know about his presence.
The Namekian strolled down the dimly lit lonely street; he was fiddling with the objects in his jacket pocket absent mindedly as he decided which place to attack next. Piccolo’s thermal vision revealed a factory where at least one hundred people were still in. He knew what his next destination was automatically as he picked his pace up, switching off the thermal in favor of night vision. The green tinted view revealed that the factory was rather large, and newly built. There was a main entrance, but Piccolo was not interested in that, he switched his gaze towards the rooftop. It was rather flat with some steam pipes, and luckily for our green friend a rooftop entrance. Piccolo sneaked up to the side of the windowless building, and rose into the air until he could easily step onto the roof. The Namekian then made his way to the door, which of course was locked. Piccolo simply yanked the door handle out of the door, and made his way in with a silent laugh. He quickly went down two flights of stairs until he reached a floor that held the power control room, and ventilation regulation rooms. He quickly went to the ventilation room first, inside were a lot of pipes that housed the regulated air, and pumps that kept them going. He opened the main pipes hatch, and dropped three of his fear gas grenades into the pipe. They quickly exploded after he closed the hatch, and the air soon pumped out the fear inducing gas. Smiling to himself, he left the room and made his way towards the control room. Inside the room, were many control panels, and a main switch. Leery of pressing the switch since it would stop the progress of the gas, he made his way to one of the control panels. He switched off the lights, power doors, and heat. He then put the air pump to full power, and decided to auto lock all the doors.
Piccolo then made his way down the stairs, and heard the screams of the employees that were locked inside. He made his way to the first floor, where the security room. Inside were two guards fighting each other, screaming that the other one was surely a demon.
“Fools, I am the demon!” Piccolo said, as the two guards drew firearms and pointed at each other. Their faces turned towards the Namekian, with pain and fear painted on them. One pulled the trigger, and the other slumped to the ground. Piccolo then raised his arm, and shot the other one with a ki blast. Now that both guards were dead he examined the security cameras seeing the people run around in fear. The Namekian then noticed a microphone, and smiled as he approached it. Clearing his voice before he spoke into it, he then picked it up and stated “Attention employees, you now belong to me”.
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“Have a nice night chaps” Piccolo cheerfully said, as he shut the door to the first house on his spree of terror. The screams only briefly exited into the night while Piccolo had opened the door, not enough time for anyone to notice. The smoke from the house would probably eek out enough for notice in an hour, but by that time Piccolo was sure others would know about his presence.
The Namekian strolled down the dimly lit lonely street; he was fiddling with the objects in his jacket pocket absent mindedly as he decided which place to attack next. Piccolo’s thermal vision revealed a factory where at least one hundred people were still in. He knew what his next destination was automatically as he picked his pace up, switching off the thermal in favor of night vision. The green tinted view revealed that the factory was rather large, and newly built. There was a main entrance, but Piccolo was not interested in that, he switched his gaze towards the rooftop. It was rather flat with some steam pipes, and luckily for our green friend a rooftop entrance. Piccolo sneaked up to the side of the windowless building, and rose into the air until he could easily step onto the roof. The Namekian then made his way to the door, which of course was locked. Piccolo simply yanked the door handle out of the door, and made his way in with a silent laugh. He quickly went down two flights of stairs until he reached a floor that held the power control room, and ventilation regulation rooms. He quickly went to the ventilation room first, inside were a lot of pipes that housed the regulated air, and pumps that kept them going. He opened the main pipes hatch, and dropped three of his fear gas grenades into the pipe. They quickly exploded after he closed the hatch, and the air soon pumped out the fear inducing gas. Smiling to himself, he left the room and made his way towards the control room. Inside the room, were many control panels, and a main switch. Leery of pressing the switch since it would stop the progress of the gas, he made his way to one of the control panels. He switched off the lights, power doors, and heat. He then put the air pump to full power, and decided to auto lock all the doors.
Piccolo then made his way down the stairs, and heard the screams of the employees that were locked inside. He made his way to the first floor, where the security room. Inside were two guards fighting each other, screaming that the other one was surely a demon.
“Fools, I am the demon!” Piccolo said, as the two guards drew firearms and pointed at each other. Their faces turned towards the Namekian, with pain and fear painted on them. One pulled the trigger, and the other slumped to the ground. Piccolo then raised his arm, and shot the other one with a ki blast. Now that both guards were dead he examined the security cameras seeing the people run around in fear. The Namekian then noticed a microphone, and smiled as he approached it. Clearing his voice before he spoke into it, he then picked it up and stated “Attention employees, you now belong to me”.
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