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Post by Jäger on Jul 5, 2015 2:10:22 GMT
Title of this thread can be blamed on this
October 15thLas Vegas
The Shadow Sanctum
9:00pm
Blame it on the full moon. Blame it on the Weekend. Or maybe he was just bored.....dealers choice Either way Jager was here riding the executive elevator to Shadow Sanctum, dressed to kill, and for once that was just an expression. He lightly tapped his fooot to the random elevator music, until the final ding sounded and for a brief moment the elevator paused as there was a buzzing noise as the scanner inside the elevator was scanning his various biometrics. Finally satisfied the elevator continued its final ascent and opened in the Shadow Sanctum
Welcome Jager the computerized voice said Jager stepped off the elevator into the Shadow Sanctum. It was luxurious and state of the art, however given the amount and types of people that were lving here it was always in some state of chaos. This time was no different as there was food wrappers strewn about, more than few empty bottles of liquor and for some reason spoons imbedded in the ceiling making a clinking sound as the ceiling fan blades hit them on every rotation. This however was not even close to the weirdest thing that he had seen when those doors were open so he took it in stride as he fell back onto the couch and stretched out his legs as he tapped the intercom button with his foot as it briefly buzzed before his voice spread throughout the whole Sanctum "Attention Shadow Squad, this is your.....social director speaking. I'd like to say that tonight is full of possibilities and is too good to waste inside. We need to break out of our shells, talking to you there Siren. We need to get out and do something, or drink something, or steal something. Hell why not all three, in that order. I'm just saying I'm bored, I can't be the only one and we should do something about that. What say you psychopaths?"He waited though there was no response as he hit the intercom again
"Hello? Anyone there? Anyone at all"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2015 12:02:30 GMT
Really Matthew just wanted to relax, get away from anything remotely close to Lex Corp and just chill. Not that he hated it, on the contrary he actually found a knack and aptitude for business and enjoyed the shrewd calculating side of things where emotions and sentiments were checked out and it was simply numbers and the sheer force of will to 'win' that prevailed. But there were also days that it was just a downright menial grind. Like today where Lex had him stuck reading litigations and international law, getting Matthew acquainted with the legalities of things. Of course the line of questioning pondering the wisdom of wasting time reading up on things normally lawyers would be hired for only got Matthew more cases, laws and litigations to look over and read, not to mention playing errand/research boy for the patent lawyers his father had on retainer on the 10th floor of the Lex Corp building and it made the day at the office seem long and tedious, not to mention he'd been there since 7:30AM and it was what now 9PM when he finally got 'home'? If he could even call this place home. No, it wasn't home but it was a place that Matthew could go where he didn't have to see his 'father' and have to pretend that the day went well because brooding and scowling at a terrible day was another sign of weakness and god damn it he was tired of looking like everything but smiling like some happy go lucky dolt was a form of weakness. Even still, habits ingrained died hard so as much as he wanted to pout and frown instead what was on his visage was a cold neutral repose.
"Attention Shadow Squad, this is your.....social director speaking. I'd like to say that tonight is full of possibilities and is too good to waste inside. We need to break out of our shells, talking to you there Siren. We need to get out and do something, or drink something, or steal something. Hell why not all three, in that order. I'm just saying I'm bored, I can't be the only one and we should do something about that. What say you psychopaths?"
Matthew did not have the will to even entertain the above fore mentioned distended voice of the intercom. Sure he was bored, and unstimulated at the moment and maybe he could use some excitement but at the same time he really did have no time for useless 'brainless fun'. Match craved a challenge, excitement and certainly not what lay waiting for him when the doors to the elevator opened.
Bing! Came the brightly lit tone of the elevator as the hiss of the doors open and the Santuary AI sounded welcoming his arrival.
'Welcome Match'
It was then that the intercom went off again and Jager sounded once more truly sounding bored.
"Hello? Anyone there? Anyone at all"
Mathew stepped into the room just as he noticed Jager leisurely stretched out on the couch. Charming. The clone thought as he saw the young man strewn on the furniture with that 'look'.
"Yes." the clone said plainly announcing that 'someone' was here. The young man looked bored and god help the rest of the world when a Shadow Squad member was bored. "But whatever it is cooking in that mind of yours, the answer is no."
Matthew moved further into the room and even withheld the notion to grunt t sigh out loud at the filth that was found around the Sanctum. Seriously did these people have difficulty finding a garbage can or was hygiene and cleanliness really that much of a difficulty for them. Really it wasn't rocket science to know that food wrappings went in the garbage and it also didn't take that much effort to bring it there, he thought as he took the scattered wrappings and chucked it in to the waste disposal unit before moving to sit down on a clean part of the adjacent couch. Seriously how hard was it to be clean? It wasn't even like there was some large mythical creature guarding the entry to the disposal unit. Lazy slobs Match thought as he looked up and noticed the forks on the ceiling. Lazy brainless slobs.
Concentrated blasts from his eyes pegged the embedded utensils practically disintegrating the offending items and with that over he closed his eyes and kept his head tilted back like he did in a relaxed repose. Absorbing the now tranquility and quiet created after disposing of the utensils that were being struck originally by the ceiling fan.
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Post by Jäger on Aug 16, 2015 23:21:29 GMT
"Yes."
Jager turned to find the person emerging into the main room was none other than the cloned son-of-a-kryptonian himself. Jager couldn't help but roll his eyes a little as Match continued "But whatever it is cooking in that mind of yours, the answer is no."
He waited patiently until match was done finishing his OCD routine and had sat back down when he cocked his head to the side and said with a smirk and said " You know I don't think anyone's ever told you this before but, if not let me be the first. I miss the you before the nanites got injected, I mean I've seen the tapes man." He held up his hand " Don't get me wrong you were a lot dumber, but at least you were a bit more fun, but now you've got the Krypton sized stick up your ass." he said with a low chuckle. He threw up his hands " Oh come on, whens the last time you did something that wasn't either a mission or one of "daddys" little facts of life lessons?" he asked even though it was a rhetorical question " If it helps think of it a biochemical experiment, we see how many shots it takes to get a kryptonian hammered, I'm betting 25 you want the over or the under?" He continued " besides from what I hear the Reject Squad is in town."He was of course referring to The Terror Twins and Icicle Jr three villains that were (in his opinion) complete failures in the art of villany. It was why they were on the outs with The Light and not even considered for the Shado Squad. However they liked to pretend like they were big shots and it was only fair that someone deal with them seeing as they were stomping in thier backyard. Jager had checked and The Light had no active mission here, so that meant they were fair game. "C'mon it's always funny messing with those idiots, besides if all else fails I do have a plan B, but let's go with Plan A first, because its much easier to remember and thats going to be inportant later. What do you say?"
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