Locations in Southside

[MBCE]

A place to list all of the locations of interest found in the Southside area.

[MBCE]

A place to list all of the locations of interest found in the Southside area.

[MBCE]

A place to list all of the locations of interest found in the Southside area.

[MBCE]

Monty's Garage (created by MBCE; PM for usage)

Monty's Garage, an African-American owned business, is located on Pennslyvania and Lincoln, overlooking State Route 6. The owner, Monty, is in his mid thirty's. He often helps out some of the older people in the area so he is well liked by many. Monty helps fix cars but doesn't always ask for payment. The lack of funds has begun to show in the condition of his shop. A leaky roof and the increase of graffiti on the walls outside are sure signs that he's losing the battle with the neighborhood gangs. Luckily for him, his kindness has made the garage a safe haven from the gangs.

Monty's Garage has a first floor that can handle four vehicles at one time. A small work office is located on the first floor where people can make payments or simply sit around watching TV. Monty often has a few of the neighbors just sitting in his office during the day. He has two bathrooms on the first floor, one for women and one for men. The women's restroom has two stalls and a small window with bars across it. The men's restroom has a stall and two urinals. A small window with bars across it lets in light during the day.

The second floor only takes up half of the space. It is split into two bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a kitchen. Monty often uses the rooms upstairs when he works overtime instead of returning to his home in Southside. The spare room is used as a place for kids to sleep.

The roof is flat but time has not been kind to the garage. A small section collects rain water that drips into the main work space below. A door opens unto the second floor. A fire escape also conects the roof and the ground level as well as the master bedroom on the second floor.

STATS

Size: Medium Toughness: 10 Features:Garage, Fire Prevention System, Living Space, Workshop, Security System Total cost: 7

[MBCE]

Monty's Garage (created by MBCE; PM for usage)

Monty's Garage, an African-American owned business, is located on Pennslyvania and Lincoln, overlooking State Route 6. The owner, Monty, is in his mid thirty's. He often helps out some of the older people in the area so he is well liked by many. Monty helps fix cars but doesn't always ask for payment. The lack of funds has begun to show in the condition of his shop. A leaky roof and the increase of graffiti on the walls outside are sure signs that he's losing the battle with the neighborhood gangs. Luckily for him, his kindness has made the garage a safe haven from the gangs.

Monty's Garage has a first floor that can handle four vehicles at one time. A small work office is located on the first floor where people can make payments or simply sit around watching TV. Monty often has a few of the neighbors just sitting in his office during the day. He has two bathrooms on the first floor, one for women and one for men. The women's restroom has two stalls and a small window with bars across it. The men's restroom has a stall and two urinals. A small window with bars across it lets in light during the day.

The second floor only takes up half of the space. It is split into two bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a kitchen. Monty often uses the rooms upstairs when he works overtime instead of returning to his home in Southside. The spare room is used as a place for kids to sleep.

The roof is flat but time has not been kind to the garage. A small section collects rain water that drips into the main work space below. A door opens unto the second floor. A fire escape also conects the roof and the ground level as well as the master bedroom on the second floor.

STATS

Size: Medium Toughness: 10 Features:Garage, Fire Prevention System, Living Space, Workshop, Security System Total cost: 7

[MBCE]

Monty's Garage (created by MBCE; PM for usage)

Monty's Garage, an African-American owned business, is located on Pennslyvania and Lincoln, overlooking State Route 6. The owner, Monty, is in his mid thirty's. He often helps out some of the older people in the area so he is well liked by many. Monty helps fix cars but doesn't always ask for payment. The lack of funds has begun to show in the condition of his shop. A leaky roof and the increase of graffiti on the walls outside are sure signs that he's losing the battle with the neighborhood gangs. Luckily for him, his kindness has made the garage a safe haven from the gangs.

Monty's Garage has a first floor that can handle four vehicles at one time. A small work office is located on the first floor where people can make payments or simply sit around watching TV. Monty often has a few of the neighbors just sitting in his office during the day. He has two bathrooms on the first floor, one for women and one for men. The women's restroom has two stalls and a small window with bars across it. The men's restroom has a stall and two urinals. A small window with bars across it lets in light during the day.

The second floor only takes up half of the space. It is split into two bedrooms, a full bathroom, and a kitchen. Monty often uses the rooms upstairs when he works overtime instead of returning to his home in Southside. The spare room is used as a place for kids to sleep.

The roof is flat but time has not been kind to the garage. A small section collects rain water that drips into the main work space below. A door opens unto the second floor. A fire escape also conects the roof and the ground level as well as the master bedroom on the second floor.

STATS

Size: Medium Toughness: 10 Features:Garage, Fire Prevention System, Living Space, Workshop, Security System Total cost: 7

[MBCE]

Heliopolis Heights (created by Shadowboxer)

The Heliopolis Heights is a gorgeous apartment building standing right on O'Donnell and Michigan. Constructed in 1929, the apartments are a towering splendour built in a modernized Georgian style that stands out from the neighbouring tenement buildings lining the street. For years, tourists and architecture students have visited the Heights to catch a glimpse of the unique building. Artists set up easels across the street to paint its portrait, and photographers snap its picture when the sunlight hits it just right.

[pookaking]

TRAIN GRAVEYARD (Manbat's current sanctuary)

Aaron Langstrom flew through the night sky. Giant bat wings easily held him aloft; and his dark fur camouflaged him almost perfectly with the inky black clouds above. Below him was a city of lights. He was fairly new to Freedom City and was looking for a place he could call home; or at the very least a place he could spend the daytime hours safely.

Near midnight he had started his search in the Lonely Point area. The name of the place struck an ironic cord with the monstrous looking mutant. He flew along the banks of the South River heading further and further west as the night wore on, never content with the few hidey-holes he came across.

Being a half man half beast creature was both a curse and a blessing. The curse was that he would never be fully accepted by society; not even one as open minded as Freedom City. He was unlikely to find a regular job, a regular apartment, and it was highly unlikely that he would find a girlfriend. ~I could swing by the asylum and hope to find an emo-chick who is in to bat-faced strangers…~ he thought a bit desperately. With a toothy grin and a shake of his head he flew on.

The blessings of being half bat were obvious. First, there was the ability to fly. Aaron loved the freedom of soaring. He highly doubted that he would ever give up such a gift, even if it meant leading a normal human life. His enhanced senses and unique aerial vantage gave him a whole new perspective of the world. Passing over the Boardwalk held a certain beauty at night, especially from the air. Neon signs on nearly every building lit up the casino district with a sci-fi flare. ManBat could only imagine the goings on inside the buildings. Crowds of all types milled about the city streets, drinking, laughing, and sharing in one another’s camaraderie. Despite his height he was able to listen in on various conversations. He shook his head and flew on.

He noticed the college to the south and hazy memories rose to his conscience thoughts. He remembered his college days. He was a freshman who just settled into his dorm and was starting to grow comfortable with his hectic class schedule before suddenly being abducted on ill-fated day. He pushed the memories out of his mind before they could continue and sped up his flight. He would go nowhere near the college this night or anytime soon.

Over the South River State Penitentiary he started to turn slightly northwards. He spotted old railroad tracks and followed them. It was not long before he came to a train graveyard. Rusted cars of various styles and sizes rested scattered across a weed-covered field. The nearest buildings were nothing more than rusty tin warehouses, used for storing more outdated and forgotten hardware. He circled the area several times making sure that he would not be spotted anytime soon. Convinced that the area was void of sentient life, he dove. He headed directly for an empty red and blue cargo car; with its sliding doors wide open. It looked as if his giant wingspan would clip the sides as he plummeted at an insane speed towards the inside. At the last second he gave a loud leathery flap and kicked his clawed feet upwards to grab onto the upper part of the doorway. With a practice flip he righted himself and landed. He sniffed the air and his tall pointed ears swiveled side to side. “This will work for now,†he said convinced. He slid the door shut with a loud metallic clang.