Post by Neo-Devil on Feb 5, 2018 11:37:08 GMT -5
In south city, loud footsteps could be heard, the streets of this part were empty, deserted because of this green monster's presence. Barrigan cared not for these particular details, more intent on finding the house of an old friend of his. The ork walked on the large, empty streets, his gaze turning about to each building. They all looked the same to him, which made things difficult as he, unfortunately, has never visited Shayne's house before. He then heard some slight breathing, clearly trying to hide from him. He turned a corner into a space between two buildings, noting a large trash can just sitting there.
He walked over to the trash bin and shoved his klaw into it, and pulled it out after having gripped something. What was pulled out was revealed to be a man, a little hobo. His menacing red eyes stared into the hobo's terrified brown. He began to use a much more..intelligent accent, which sounded all the more terrifying when used by him. "Where is the location of the home of a boy named Shayne?" he asked with a deep malice filled voice, intent on terrifying the answer out of the poor man.
"I-I don't know I just got here!" the hobo exclaimed speaking truth. Barrigan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then dropped the man.
"ye speak truth, git" the 'git' having double meaning, the second of which being to run, which the hobo did with great haste. Barrigan put a hand on his head facepalming slightly, "dis is 'ard." he mumbled with some annoyance, but then he sensed some energy signatures around him, a dark smile formed on his face. "Come out." he commanded, Zetotak Assassins appeared and tried to slash at him, in which Barrigan countered easily by doing a spin with his klaw, tearing them apart into bloody chunks. Seeing the state in which his 'opponents' were in, he sighed in disappointment. "too easy." he muttered as he continued to walk and search for Shayne's house.
He walked over to the trash bin and shoved his klaw into it, and pulled it out after having gripped something. What was pulled out was revealed to be a man, a little hobo. His menacing red eyes stared into the hobo's terrified brown. He began to use a much more..intelligent accent, which sounded all the more terrifying when used by him. "Where is the location of the home of a boy named Shayne?" he asked with a deep malice filled voice, intent on terrifying the answer out of the poor man.
"I-I don't know I just got here!" the hobo exclaimed speaking truth. Barrigan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then dropped the man.
"ye speak truth, git" the 'git' having double meaning, the second of which being to run, which the hobo did with great haste. Barrigan put a hand on his head facepalming slightly, "dis is 'ard." he mumbled with some annoyance, but then he sensed some energy signatures around him, a dark smile formed on his face. "Come out." he commanded, Zetotak Assassins appeared and tried to slash at him, in which Barrigan countered easily by doing a spin with his klaw, tearing them apart into bloody chunks. Seeing the state in which his 'opponents' were in, he sighed in disappointment. "too easy." he muttered as he continued to walk and search for Shayne's house.
