Post by Masta Deltron on Feb 15, 2012 22:40:00 GMT -5
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The Clown with the iron Mask
The Clown with the iron Mask
It was another day in the town of Rogue town. You couldn’t really help but feel bad for this small island. It is one of the biggest magnets of trouble. For several reasons of course, it’s the same town the famed Strawhat’s embarked into the grand line. The same town where Gold roger the man who started the great pirate era muttered his last few words. All of this did not matter anymore however, the peace was nice for a time, with Whitebeard dead it was fair game. The marines have had their hands full with the recent pirate uprising and constant raids. The world was plunged into chaos…just how he liked it. The world was burning and he thought he would kick some gasoline into the fire to give that little extra push into destruction.
This town was about to get a reminder of the terror that was The Black Joker. It was night time, the town was fast asleep, he figured that he would play his old gang a visit. According to some poor sap he choked the life out of they were run by some uppity Jackass. This would not do, no his gang was known to be ruthless and held the town down by its throat. Not this backwards corruption garbage. The gang was running its operations like it always did but everyone was all spiffed up in suits and such. The hideout was still standing even though it all collapsed on Black Joker because of that run in with that marine. Enter Gigen, the clown with the iron mask.
The entrance to the main hideout was inside of a warehouse on the docks. He was in his normal attire. The ripped straight jacket, with his poofy clown pants. He approached the door with the large anchor that he ripped off a boat over his right shoulder. There were two men standing at the warehouse door. Gigen waltzed right up to the door without a care in the world. “Excuse me gents!” he said while whistling a tune. “Woah buddy! You can’t just walk around here, this be restricted turf.” Unsuspecting victim 1 explained. Gigen looked around for a moment because he was confused at this. “Um, you’re not talking to me right?” He looked around again, “You must have some chump, I am the boss of this Joint.” The two men began to laugh, “You? Your just a freak..” Before he could finish his statement The hooked part of the anchor had pierced the side of the mans head, killing him instantly, with a quick jerk of the handle Gigen launched the man behind him into the ocean where his body would rot. “The hel…” before the other man could speak Gigen pinned him against the wall. “Ok, so you saw what I did to your friend, the next few words will be yes boss come right in. And you are going to lead me in to this man you call boss.” Gigen explained.
He released his death like grip on the man, “Yea boss come right in.” the man opened the door and Once again Gigen just began to whistle. They went through the factory where everyone just stared intently at the two. There were whispers as they walked by, Gigen stopped and looked at them with his orange eyes. “The hells are of you staring at get back to work!” he said with a commanding voice. The men all stopped working and began to approach them. At that moment the man in the suit ran off, “Get em! He killed Benny!” Gigen just smiled because this is exactly what he wanted. It would have been boring if they just went back to work. They were carrying tools and weapons as they walked forward towards him.
He just began to laugh loudly, “Huehuehuehuehue! Let’s get this party started!” he yelled. With no time the anchor he carried was spinning over his head while he just stood there looking all around him. “You!” he yelled at one of the workers. The men all started their advance but they had already signed their death certificate. The man ran ahead to the bosses office, he burst through the door. “Boss! Boss! There is some crazy guy…clown someone! He killed Benny and now he is tearing apart the factory!” The man turned around in his chair and tipped his hat forward. “Shall we?” the man stood up out of the chair the room was too dark to tell what he looked like. Meanwhile back in the factory….
“Well…That was boring,” They were all dead, anything that moved was dead. Gigen had massacred an entire factory like it was nothing above him. His mask had blood splattered all over it but he liked it, felt like it give the mask power. He just sat there on the machinery as if he was waiting for someone. “Well well, I didn’t think I would see you here again boss.” The henchman next to him was at a lost for words he was terrified at this moment. “B-b-boss?”
“That voice….Terumi! My good old doopleganger!” Gigen was ecstatic as he flew up to the walk way the two men were standing. “I am so glad it’s you, I was afraid I was going to have to kill everyone here.” As quickly as he said that Gigen pierced the heart of the man standing next to him like it was nothing. The man began to choke on his own blood as Gigen pulled him closer. “Your services are no longer needed.” He said coldly. The man fell limp as his body tumbled off the walk way. Gigen turned back to his faithful look a like, the man was a fill in for Gigen in his old life, he couldn’t really wonder the streets so freely in a business like this. “Come we have much to speak about.” He grasped Terumi’s shoulder and they walked to his office.
Then the plan was set in motion at this very moment, the stage was set….enter the defenders of the town.