If there's nothing else to burn [Open!]
Characters: Inferno (Axel), any Brohooders who want to be working with him, and anyone who wants to STOP HIM.
Location: The streets of New York City
Time: Mid-afternoon.
Content: With the Brotherhood splitting into fractions, Axel finds himself at a loss of what to do. So what better way to fill his time than with crime. It’s a good thing he still has his mask.
Format: Prose to start, but whatever you feel like doing! I’ll follow suit.
Warnings: CRIME. And Axel being a douche.
It took a lot of boredom to get to where he was now. It wasn’t as if he had better things to do-what with the Brotherhood splitting up into fractions it was probably a good idea to gather up some of the members he knew were in New York and organize themselves-but they could wait. Right now his boredom was something that was overwriting the fact that technically he was in the Brotherhood still.
So first things first. Might as well blow off some of that pent up energy and destroy some things. And who knew, maybe it would attract those Brotherhood members and he wouldn’t have to go looking for them. So that’s why he was currently perched up on the roof of a building that overlooked a parking garage, dressed from head to toe in his ‘villain’ attire, and was casting down fireballs using one well aimed finger into the parked cars that were below him. He was smirking to himself, and taking great pleasure in the way the cars exploded and the smell of burning oil and upholstery laced within the smoke. One by one, the cars met their burny fate and with every one, a part of Axel loosened and the smirk widened. This was the perfect way to unwind. Now to see if anyone showed up to stop him, or better yet, join in.
Location: The streets of New York City
Time: Mid-afternoon.
Content: With the Brotherhood splitting into fractions, Axel finds himself at a loss of what to do. So what better way to fill his time than with crime. It’s a good thing he still has his mask.
Format: Prose to start, but whatever you feel like doing! I’ll follow suit.
Warnings: CRIME. And Axel being a douche.
It took a lot of boredom to get to where he was now. It wasn’t as if he had better things to do-what with the Brotherhood splitting up into fractions it was probably a good idea to gather up some of the members he knew were in New York and organize themselves-but they could wait. Right now his boredom was something that was overwriting the fact that technically he was in the Brotherhood still.
So first things first. Might as well blow off some of that pent up energy and destroy some things. And who knew, maybe it would attract those Brotherhood members and he wouldn’t have to go looking for them. So that’s why he was currently perched up on the roof of a building that overlooked a parking garage, dressed from head to toe in his ‘villain’ attire, and was casting down fireballs using one well aimed finger into the parked cars that were below him. He was smirking to himself, and taking great pleasure in the way the cars exploded and the smell of burning oil and upholstery laced within the smoke. One by one, the cars met their burny fate and with every one, a part of Axel loosened and the smirk widened. This was the perfect way to unwind. Now to see if anyone showed up to stop him, or better yet, join in.