Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[RaNDM G]

"Ten dollars... Sold."

You throw the box at the Australian and head to the back of the stage.

You look at the photo. That was him.

 

[Saltarius]

I make another attempt to cut a portal to the door's location.

 

[Paddy the Second]

PG: Stay the fuck away from the auction hall until I say otherwise.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"That's gonna be an issue."
I arrive at the building's entrance.

 

[RaNDM G]

You end up back in the store room.

"Salt, I don't think it works on wishes."

 

[Saltarius]

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!"

 

[Paddy the Second]

PG: No it's not.
PG: Turn around and go see movie or something.

 

[MinimanZombie]

UM: All the films I wanna see are sold out.
I begin riding the elevator up.

 

[Knife-28]

"I ment ten thousand but ok then." Knife mutters, catching the boxset and putting it in his jacket pocket. "As for how much do I have, well, how much do you want?" He says with a grin as he takes out his wallet and, for drematic effect, plunges his arm shoulder deep into it before taking it out and slipping the wallet into thr back pocket of his jeans.

 

[Paddy the Second]

PG: For fuck's sake.

"Oh my, this should be easy."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I phone the guy leading the Auction.

 

[Saltarius]

"Well...how's the auction going? Everyone else look like a bunch of stereotypical rich douchebags?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Hello?", you ask.

 

[Paddy the Second]

My tulpa rugby tackles Zombie and smashes the phone against the floor. "What the fuck is your problem? The plan is going fine!"

"Yup, lotsa suits even fancier than mine."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I stare as my dummy is knocked down. I light the tulpa on fire.
"Hello. I'm just some guy. How are you?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

My tulpa stands up and brushes the flames off. "Fuck you!"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Uhmm... Fine, I suppose."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Great. So, enjoying the auction?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"The stock is not as 'electrifying' as I have been guaranteed. I have had to boost some of my own product... Wait, why am I even talking to you?"

You hang up. That was weird.

"Next on the block is this priceless firearm, one of the objects recently recovered from our competitors. The Sixth Wall is sure sore they lost this."

[small]"Six hundred!"[/small]

"Six hundred. Six hundred."

You have $26,000,000.

 

[Paddy the Second]

My tulpa throws down the lift shaft before dispersing. "Stay outta my territory."