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Vortex Vol. 1 #10 "Agony"
The spectators stares burn through me. I look around for an exit, a way out, but there is none. All of a sudden an object stabs the air, flying up from the ground. It's a large metal rod, it looks advanced, too advanced. I stand waiting for something to happen, this thing must have some sort of purpose. But I then jump at the sound of his voice, my assailants.
"Ah, yes, the Inhabilitator. I almost forgot for I was so caught up in the moment."
What the hell does this all mean? An inhabilityizer? Eh, who cares, this clown's goin down.
"Hit me."
He says so plainly he might of well have screamed it. Although it merits curiosity, his words mean nothing, except an opportunistic guess at my next move. I begin to create brass knuckles constructs.
"You read my mi-----wh...what the heck? Why won't it work?"
Somehow he caused my powers to stop working! I try again and again to construct something, but to no avail. I can see the man holding a sort of stopwatch in his hands, overcomplicated albeit, but I can tell it has something to do with this pole. The "Inhabilitator" then gives off an ear piercing noise. A pulsating blast blaring from its base.
"GAH! What is that thing?"
I shout, but I can hardly hear myself over the noise. I feel my body start to give away, and crumble. Either from blood loss or brain damage. My arms weak, my legs aching, I force myself to look up at the masked man, who is seemingly unaffected by this crippling screech. I crinkle my brow in curiosity as he comes closer. Suddenly a large blow from a golden crowbar sends me flying backwards against a pile of trash.
I can see the Crow's cheering up in the stands. Their fists raises into the air. I can't hear them, but I can see their mouths move. I look over to see the man quoting something in front of me, inspiring yet terrifying. He then leans in close.
"The name's Clockwork, son. Just don't struggle too much, OK?"
By now I'm halfway out of it. And he then repeatedly beats me with his crowbar. At first I try to count the hits, so if I make it out alive I'll repay him double. But I soon lose count, and my eyelids give way to the tempting darkness....
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Thanks for reading! Sorry for the hiatus guys, I didn't know it'd take this long to get enough time to make an issue. I hope to get out more soon! this volume still has about 10 issues left! So i hope you all stick around for the end! So please, leave a comment if you like it. And also go check out Squeamish Gopher! He's the amazing creator of Clockwork who was generous enough to give me use of the character, so go check them out!
Vortex Vol. 1 #10 "Agony"
The spectators stares burn through me. I look around for an exit, a way out, but there is none. All of a sudden an object stabs the air, flying up from the ground. It's a large metal rod, it looks advanced, too advanced. I stand waiting for something to happen, this thing must have some sort of purpose. But I then jump at the sound of his voice, my assailants.
"Ah, yes, the Inhabilitator. I almost forgot for I was so caught up in the moment."
What the hell does this all mean? An inhabilityizer? Eh, who cares, this clown's goin down.
"Hit me."
He says so plainly he might of well have screamed it. Although it merits curiosity, his words mean nothing, except an opportunistic guess at my next move. I begin to create brass knuckles constructs.
"You read my mi-----wh...what the heck? Why won't it work?"
Somehow he caused my powers to stop working! I try again and again to construct something, but to no avail. I can see the man holding a sort of stopwatch in his hands, overcomplicated albeit, but I can tell it has something to do with this pole. The "Inhabilitator" then gives off an ear piercing noise. A pulsating blast blaring from its base.
"GAH! What is that thing?"
I shout, but I can hardly hear myself over the noise. I feel my body start to give away, and crumble. Either from blood loss or brain damage. My arms weak, my legs aching, I force myself to look up at the masked man, who is seemingly unaffected by this crippling screech. I crinkle my brow in curiosity as he comes closer. Suddenly a large blow from a golden crowbar sends me flying backwards against a pile of trash.
I can see the Crow's cheering up in the stands. Their fists raises into the air. I can't hear them, but I can see their mouths move. I look over to see the man quoting something in front of me, inspiring yet terrifying. He then leans in close.
"The name's Clockwork, son. Just don't struggle too much, OK?"
By now I'm halfway out of it. And he then repeatedly beats me with his crowbar. At first I try to count the hits, so if I make it out alive I'll repay him double. But I soon lose count, and my eyelids give way to the tempting darkness....
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Thanks for reading! Sorry for the hiatus guys, I didn't know it'd take this long to get enough time to make an issue. I hope to get out more soon! this volume still has about 10 issues left! So i hope you all stick around for the end! So please, leave a comment if you like it. And also go check out Squeamish Gopher! He's the amazing creator of Clockwork who was generous enough to give me use of the character, so go check them out!