Post by Oliver Queen on Jul 30, 2012 16:29:14 GMT -10
Inside this multi million dollar penthouse looming high above the other buildings in Star City lives the infamous Californian Oliver Queen. Outspoken activist and as some would even go as far to call an Anarchist. People are all too familiar with his story. Rich youth who's parents owned the billion dollar Queen Industries and were killed. Mauled by animals while Ollie watched at a Safari. Haunted by this he grew up a troubled youth and rebelious teenager, only saved by his Uncle who cared for him the rest of his adolescent life. But the last several years Ollie has been in full control of his ingeritance and his Father's company. Still too out of control for his own good, this rich spoiled Playboy drowns himself in Tequila while naked women lie all over his home. Ollie distancing himself at the end of the night as usual sits at a desk in the corner away from the drunken slumber of all of his companions.
Oliver: "Computer, play some Nirvana."
The speakers all of a sudden start to play the song Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam. Ollie stands up from his desk holding a glass with a bit of liquid left in it as he tips it up and finishes it off before walking over to a station in the wall where he inserts his glass into a little black plastic square hole.
Oliver: "Tequila, double."
Pouring his drink for him, Oliver steps away with a bit of a stumble taking a sip from the glass and gets to a part of the wall that's completely flat and smooth.
Oliver: "Power."
The section of the wall lights up in front of Oliver, he touches the screen with his index finger dragging the corner out making it bigger.
Oliver: "World View."
An image of the planet comes up from one of his sattelites in space.
Oliver: "Pacific Ocean, zoom in."
The picture zooms in on a remote part of the ocean, some small islands near by but mostly all water and uninhabited small areas of land. Ollie pulls out his qPhone and pushes a couple buttons.
Oliver: "Sync devices."
A red circle shows up on the screen swirling around for a second then turning green and saying sync complete.
Oliver: "Computer, book a private cruise with Queen Oceanic."
The computer makes a beeping noise and a notification alerts on Ollies phone, with it on speaker he listens.
"A private cruise has been reserved with Queen Oceanic ship 1 for August first at five p.m."
Oliver: "Set notification reminder for noon tomorrow. And computer set wake up alarm for ten a.m."
Oliver turns and gazes out his enormous window at Star City down below, the lights shining bright in the midnight darkness. He tips up his glass finishing the tequila off before stumbling out of the room.
Oliver: "Stereo off."
The music shuts off as Ollie collapses on a very large bed in the middle of about five naked women somewhat covered up by silk sheets.
Oliver: "Computer, play some Nirvana."
The speakers all of a sudden start to play the song Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam. Ollie stands up from his desk holding a glass with a bit of liquid left in it as he tips it up and finishes it off before walking over to a station in the wall where he inserts his glass into a little black plastic square hole.
Oliver: "Tequila, double."
Pouring his drink for him, Oliver steps away with a bit of a stumble taking a sip from the glass and gets to a part of the wall that's completely flat and smooth.
Oliver: "Power."
The section of the wall lights up in front of Oliver, he touches the screen with his index finger dragging the corner out making it bigger.
Oliver: "World View."
An image of the planet comes up from one of his sattelites in space.
Oliver: "Pacific Ocean, zoom in."
The picture zooms in on a remote part of the ocean, some small islands near by but mostly all water and uninhabited small areas of land. Ollie pulls out his qPhone and pushes a couple buttons.
Oliver: "Sync devices."
A red circle shows up on the screen swirling around for a second then turning green and saying sync complete.
Oliver: "Computer, book a private cruise with Queen Oceanic."
The computer makes a beeping noise and a notification alerts on Ollies phone, with it on speaker he listens.
"A private cruise has been reserved with Queen Oceanic ship 1 for August first at five p.m."
Oliver: "Set notification reminder for noon tomorrow. And computer set wake up alarm for ten a.m."
Oliver turns and gazes out his enormous window at Star City down below, the lights shining bright in the midnight darkness. He tips up his glass finishing the tequila off before stumbling out of the room.
Oliver: "Stereo off."
The music shuts off as Ollie collapses on a very large bed in the middle of about five naked women somewhat covered up by silk sheets.