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CHAPTER 1.5- the ICE BREAKER
"So what's all this about an Eradicator? Can't I take a piss without one of you numskulls sending the Bookworm after me?"
A grunting voice called from the stairwell, a hobbling, groaning man stumbling after it.
"Which one of you wankers is responsible for this shit? Who need their Boss the hold their fucking hand for them to do their job properly?"
The man, apparently drunk, or at least, greatly disoriented, threw a snarl and a glare across the now silent bar, his employees not daring to catch his eye.
"You're... not the Boss?" The Bartender replied his a hesitant stammer. He shut his eyes for a moment, forcing his way thoughts through the fog of confusion. "Security!" He gestured towards Will and his brother. "Security! Get this creep out of here!"
"Creep? The balls of this one!" The man exclaimed, hobbling across the dance-floor and forcing himself between Barbara, the Eradicator and 'Leona Fiasco', practically knowing the girls from their stools and spilling their drinks.
"Watch it, Asshole!" Barbra growled "Do you have a clue who you're screwing with here?"
"Think I give a shit who I'm dealing with?" The man spat, grabbing the bartender by his jaw and pinching his limps tightly shut. "You're just some limey, worthless, shitstain of a bartender who doesn't know when to shut his dirty stinking mouth! How about you tell me who the Boss is now, you fucking cretin?"
With shattering crack, be brought the man's face tumbling down towards the wooden table top.
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"Who's the Boss now? You gonna start listening to the Penguin, or am I gonna have to leave you to eatin' through a straw?"
"Penguin..." Will muttered to himself. "Yeah... that's the Boss alright... I don't know why... I didn't recognize him... I don't know--"
"Sorry Bwass" The Bartender mumbled, cradling his nose. "It was a mistake. It was a stupid mistake, I'm swawwy"
"You better be, you stinking ingrate" The 'Penguin' crowed, taking a fresh Cuban cigar from his coat and bringing it to life with a cloud of foul-smelling grey smoke. "Now get back to work, whilst you still have fingers to work with... and don't so much as dream of disrespecting me like that. Not in front of the patrons. Not in front of anyone. And don't think you can just start asking the Bookworm to shove extra shit into my schedule at the drop of a bloody hat. There's a chain of command here, Bartender. And you sit just above the rats, right with the rest of this stinking city..."
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"As for you, my darling" The 'Boss' smiled a sick smile at the Eraser. "I believe that in spite of... recent events, I could find you a spot in my schedule--- my last guest has the balls to turn up late to a rendezvous, I suppose I you and your... companion are free to meet me in my private booth"
"I'm not done with them yet, sweetie" Barbara interjected "You can have them when I'm done"
"Oh, parting is such sweet sorrow" He moaned. "Suck it up, witch. Make them late, and you'll find yourself in the same state as the hired help"
"How dare you--"
"Oh, I dare, woman. Now get back to your drinking or complaining or screwing or whatever it is you do here every night"
"I run the place, you ass"
"Oh, I'm sorry, your highness, but you're not on my pay roll. Whatever agreements you've got with the Bookworm mean jack to me, missy. Now, if you'd excuse us, your friends and I apparently have business to discuss..."
@GCPD @Lucky @Alex Azure @Jeremi @MelodyMeister
As the knife danced mere inches away from Kidd's eye, the Penguin's Torture Team would feel the van rock beneath them. Something heavy had struck the roof of the trunk, sending the knife sliding away from Kidd's eye and gliding across he cheek, no doubt leaving her with a large, bloody scar. The sudden motion threw the girl's hands into the back of pipe she found herself bound, snapping the zip ties that kept her retrained. After a moment of silence, muffled gunshots were heard, followed by a scream of two. It sounded like the elevator guard. Another wave of screams were heard, adding to the symphony of fear and pain. It sounded like some guards from the floor above had joined the party. Another heavy blow struck the side of the van, accompanied by slow groan. It... sounded like Zsasz. A couple of beeps filled the subsequent silence.
[BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]
[BOOM]
The doors flew off the back of the van. Then, more silence. Nothing came. Nothing but smoke and silence. Whoever blew up the doors and took out the guards had flooded the car park with a thick white fog, with a side order of dread.
@Criminals and Kidd @York @Yun Lee @Takumi
"So what's all this about an Eradicator? Can't I take a piss without one of you numskulls sending the Bookworm after me?"
A grunting voice called from the stairwell, a hobbling, groaning man stumbling after it.
"Which one of you wankers is responsible for this shit? Who need their Boss the hold their fucking hand for them to do their job properly?"
The man, apparently drunk, or at least, greatly disoriented, threw a snarl and a glare across the now silent bar, his employees not daring to catch his eye.
"You're... not the Boss?" The Bartender replied his a hesitant stammer. He shut his eyes for a moment, forcing his way thoughts through the fog of confusion. "Security!" He gestured towards Will and his brother. "Security! Get this creep out of here!"
"Creep? The balls of this one!" The man exclaimed, hobbling across the dance-floor and forcing himself between Barbara, the Eradicator and 'Leona Fiasco', practically knowing the girls from their stools and spilling their drinks.
"Watch it, Asshole!" Barbra growled "Do you have a clue who you're screwing with here?"
"Think I give a shit who I'm dealing with?" The man spat, grabbing the bartender by his jaw and pinching his limps tightly shut. "You're just some limey, worthless, shitstain of a bartender who doesn't know when to shut his dirty stinking mouth! How about you tell me who the Boss is now, you fucking cretin?"
With shattering crack, be brought the man's face tumbling down towards the wooden table top.
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"Who's the Boss now? You gonna start listening to the Penguin, or am I gonna have to leave you to eatin' through a straw?"
"Penguin..." Will muttered to himself. "Yeah... that's the Boss alright... I don't know why... I didn't recognize him... I don't know--"
"Sorry Bwass" The Bartender mumbled, cradling his nose. "It was a mistake. It was a stupid mistake, I'm swawwy"
"You better be, you stinking ingrate" The 'Penguin' crowed, taking a fresh Cuban cigar from his coat and bringing it to life with a cloud of foul-smelling grey smoke. "Now get back to work, whilst you still have fingers to work with... and don't so much as dream of disrespecting me like that. Not in front of the patrons. Not in front of anyone. And don't think you can just start asking the Bookworm to shove extra shit into my schedule at the drop of a bloody hat. There's a chain of command here, Bartender. And you sit just above the rats, right with the rest of this stinking city..."
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"As for you, my darling" The 'Boss' smiled a sick smile at the Eraser. "I believe that in spite of... recent events, I could find you a spot in my schedule--- my last guest has the balls to turn up late to a rendezvous, I suppose I you and your... companion are free to meet me in my private booth"
"I'm not done with them yet, sweetie" Barbara interjected "You can have them when I'm done"
"Oh, parting is such sweet sorrow" He moaned. "Suck it up, witch. Make them late, and you'll find yourself in the same state as the hired help"
"How dare you--"
"Oh, I dare, woman. Now get back to your drinking or complaining or screwing or whatever it is you do here every night"
"I run the place, you ass"
"Oh, I'm sorry, your highness, but you're not on my pay roll. Whatever agreements you've got with the Bookworm mean jack to me, missy. Now, if you'd excuse us, your friends and I apparently have business to discuss..."
@GCPD @Lucky @Alex Azure @Jeremi @MelodyMeister
As the knife danced mere inches away from Kidd's eye, the Penguin's Torture Team would feel the van rock beneath them. Something heavy had struck the roof of the trunk, sending the knife sliding away from Kidd's eye and gliding across he cheek, no doubt leaving her with a large, bloody scar. The sudden motion threw the girl's hands into the back of pipe she found herself bound, snapping the zip ties that kept her retrained. After a moment of silence, muffled gunshots were heard, followed by a scream of two. It sounded like the elevator guard. Another wave of screams were heard, adding to the symphony of fear and pain. It sounded like some guards from the floor above had joined the party. Another heavy blow struck the side of the van, accompanied by slow groan. It... sounded like Zsasz. A couple of beeps filled the subsequent silence.
[BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]
[BOOM]
The doors flew off the back of the van. Then, more silence. Nothing came. Nothing but smoke and silence. Whoever blew up the doors and took out the guards had flooded the car park with a thick white fog, with a side order of dread.
@Criminals and Kidd @York @Yun Lee @Takumi
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