Post by savoredsting on May 26, 2013 12:45:43 GMT -8
Tony was in Madripoor again. He didn't know exactly why and couldn't remember why he was walking into this lush house. he walked in side and found various stacks of VHS, DVDs, a few different monitors and a lovely full kitchen. Tony also knew he was wearing his gear. His Face obscured. He was Taskmaster again. His phone rang, its ring tone Mission Impossible. Tony grabbed the odd phone and put it to his ear. "Hello???"
"Agent Masters you are once again at your abode in Madripoor. The Collective have sent you here to train the group called the Lords of Lighting. See to it that you do and while your there gather some intel on a group calling themselves Maggia" the female voice on the phone tells him as he listens taking in his mission. The Collective has never let him down. He has worked for them since, well since he could possibly remember. Tony checked his stuff and looked about the pad. the Phone had all the things he needed to send the information to record the information and quick vids for when he needed to study something fast.
Tony Went to his kitchen and opened the refrigerator. he pulled out various things and began to whip up a simple drink called Sex on the Beach. Once done and the first sip done he remembers a lush tropical isle in the pacific. There he was with a beautiful woman with coconut colored skin and short raven tresses. he loved this memory but it fluttered away, lost in the jumble that was his mind. he than heard the door knock, and he walked towards the door. he gripped the standard 9mm beretta at his side and holds it exactly like one profiencent in the weapon would. he couldn't remember if he had learned this...or just copied it. he got tothe door and called out in a humorously high pitched voice. "Who is it??"
"Agent Masters you are once again at your abode in Madripoor. The Collective have sent you here to train the group called the Lords of Lighting. See to it that you do and while your there gather some intel on a group calling themselves Maggia" the female voice on the phone tells him as he listens taking in his mission. The Collective has never let him down. He has worked for them since, well since he could possibly remember. Tony checked his stuff and looked about the pad. the Phone had all the things he needed to send the information to record the information and quick vids for when he needed to study something fast.
Tony Went to his kitchen and opened the refrigerator. he pulled out various things and began to whip up a simple drink called Sex on the Beach. Once done and the first sip done he remembers a lush tropical isle in the pacific. There he was with a beautiful woman with coconut colored skin and short raven tresses. he loved this memory but it fluttered away, lost in the jumble that was his mind. he than heard the door knock, and he walked towards the door. he gripped the standard 9mm beretta at his side and holds it exactly like one profiencent in the weapon would. he couldn't remember if he had learned this...or just copied it. he got tothe door and called out in a humorously high pitched voice. "Who is it??"