The Black Gunner 1x1 (taken by Sociopathic Clown)

[Onezie Fellow]

Genre: Action, Sci-Fi, Super Natural, Comedy?, Romance?, Adventure


In the city of Provance, it is controlled by a infamous mob leader whose name would send shivers down a group of peoples spine, along with his 12 members of famous boss to keep the city under their thumb and make sure that everything is staying the same. Until one day - someone was stopping their production lines within the following week. They thought it was one of their own who would betray the group until they soon see it was actually the new hero of the city and it's own saviour. What they thought of doing to this person once they got a hold of him/her would be up to them but for now, all they could do was try to stop him/her from ruining their business.


The hero is the only one who can rise up and destroy the villainous leaders and their operations but like all good heroes, he had to start small in order to become the saviour the city needs. But the challenges he meets along the way, will determine if he is worthy of defending the city. 
[ Let's being ]


On dark night in Provance city, a couple of burglars were running away from a robbery whilst holding bags of stolen goods and headed to their escape vehicle but were soon stopped by a dark figure who jumped infront of their getaway. They soon ganged up on the figure but failed with getting multiple wounds and were knocked out. The driver shifts the car into reverse to try and hurt the figure but was stopped a couple of bullets into the back wheels as it flips over the fallen members and crashed on it's back. The driver, crawling out of the wreckage, was grabbed by the collar and hold in the air. "Who... who are you?" the masked man asked, the figure replied, "I am your judgement." The figure soon head butted the man in one shot for a knock out. The figure soon moves back to the rooftops and leaves them to the cops.

 

[Sociopathic Clown]

A woman with midnight blue hair and mismatch color eyes was currently jumping from rooftop to rooftop, making sure not to be seen by the police. It seemed that the police was busy with a couple of amateur burglars who was probably trying to get away with some goods that most likely came from the bank of some sorts. A loud crash snapped her out of her thoughts, moving towards the ledge and looked down. A car was flipped over with a couple of men trapped underneath of it which looked really painful and not to mention a little hilarious especially from this angle. “Wait who is that?” She got low on the ground and looked down at the mask crusader who lifted the man into the air like it was nothing. This was getting interesting due to the simple fact that a new player, new blood, entered this twisted game that only the filth of this city now about. So he was their judgment? The last person who was running around calling himself that ended up dead with judgment carved into his chest. Her eyes twinkled with amusement when the “judgment” jumped back onto the rooftop after head butting the man.