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PROJECT: SCorpio
Emmitt knew that they wouldnt get far without having the same reader on their wrist, if the mission was to completely destroy the place than he wouldn’t have to worry about it but if he were to convert the city towards the following of his father, he would need to raise their spirits against the people who are truly oppressing them. They managed to scramble some credits to rent out rooms for the evening as well as the low quality food they served. Some of the fruits with the dishes were beginning to rot, people would break off the part that the would get sick from and eat what was still edible. Some, didn’t even care. It didn’t take long for them to get information on the people in the streets and outer ring, a simple terminal they had infiltrated got all the data through Weston. Through the profiles, they were able to track and find a couple of contractors that would get them the kind of materials they needed for the mission to become successful.
The hidden city of Genosha is what's known to be a rumored society built up of business empires. When the world went through war so did their purpose. Those who followed Geno Romano's regime was granted protection from the power he acquired through year's of deals and networking. He retreated the business he had along with all of his contracts to create a massive mega city that would be self reliant. Enough for them to have workers in their sections while at the same time harboring those who didn't want to be victims of the world wars. Geno offered shelter, food, jobs and protection. It was easy for them to be lured into a city where they would slowly die but allow the generations to continue as they lived in the outer rings of the powerful corporation capital. The Tyro's gave me my Scorpio mission: Free the people in the name of Scorpio, Break their chains, walls and leadership. Poison your way to the top and take the city as part of Scorpios burrow.
Have you ever taken down a whole city and society before? It isn't easy; but it can be done. I just have to take it one obstacle at a time, follow the track i lay out and poison those who need them. Scorpio, watch over me. The sound of the garage doors opened was noisy, the gears were old and squeeking and from the looks of the materials around them everything was basically scavenged and created over and over again. The metals were durable, simplistic and rustic. It bothered Emmitt, but he learned to surpress everything he didnt like anyway. Here he was, his wrist bound by a tight rope behind his back as he slumped foreward on the seat of the crowded van. There were a good number of people, all of them different traits and backgrounds. All of them, traded to the Genoshians for resources on living. It was nothing personal, or so they claimed. Just business. Still, the young man kept his ears open to the sound of the guards talking to themselves near the door way. They were in the city, finally. It was an unpleasant ride all the way over here and the only person he managed to get to know was a female who had a specialized collar around her neck. Ones that were once used to surpress superiors. “ ...you know they’re going to pay top dollar for you to be here. Looks like your the only one in this shipment thats got a special jewelry around their neck. “ He nodded towards Leah.
“ If we kill you, it’s not going to be a mercyful one. I’m going to skin you alive, piece by piece.” Asim grunted and pulled out his knife, he then bent down and sliced the mans arm, causing him to wince from the sharp feeling. “ You might not be able to move yet, but the poison allows you to feel every single one of this..” “Arghhh!” He screamed and watched as Asim began to peel his skin back to see the under muscle of his forearm! “Fuck!!” Enoch avoided flinching as the other acolyte attacked the prisoner. After Asim opened up the man’s flesh he nodded. “Enough. I’m sure he has the point by now. Besides, you complain about this life. What is it they say about the penthouse life? Never a boring night or lonely bed?” he asked with a raised brow. “Alright! Alright! Quit fucking skinning me!” He yelled, still not able to move himself. Asim grinned and slid his knife back into his sheath. “ This can be easy, or it can be rough. Its all up to you.” Click banner for full story
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