Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Sigma Castell]

"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Deeelilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"
-bwabwabwabwabwabababaaaa-
"myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Deililaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"
-bwabwabwabwabwabababaaaa-
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah could seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, that guuuuuurl was no good for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah was lost like a slave that no man could freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

 

[Knife-28]

Knife turns on The Mall's air scrubbers, removing the fog.

"Uh, nothing. Nothing's new." I say to Salt.

 

[Saltarius]

"...Nothing. At all. Dude, I thought we could be direct with one another."

 

[Knife-28]

"Well, Sister's off her head but I assume you already knew that."

 

[RaNDM G]

"HA HA HA HAooooooHA HAooooooHA"

 

[Saltarius]

"Uh...Sis, are you alright?"

 

[RaNDM G]

I catch a look at the new friend wandering around the Mall.

"..."

"HA HA HA HAooooOH GOD WHY IS THIS A HA HAooooooooooA HA HA HA"

"Tril, how much did you put in there man?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"How much what did I put in where?" I ask, confused.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Dude. Cough cough. I gave her the lemonade."

 

[Saltarius]

"...Why would you give hallucinatory drugs to an unstable person?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, RaN. I get enough flak for the shit I ACTUALLY do. Don't go blaming me for what Zomb did."
I turn to Salt.
"Because it would be hypocritical not to, given our own lack of mental stability. Also, it's not like it was PCP, or meth."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I cough.
"Well, about that...the shit I put in there makes those things look like glue."
I notice the smashed corpse of Dorothy, an enormous hammer buried in her chest.
"....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Yeah, RaN. I get enough flak for the shit I ACTUALLY do. Don't go blaming me for what Zomb did."

"I'm not not blaming you, I'm asking you. How much?"

Sister's face tweaks out, her smile stuck as though Glasgow himself cut it open.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"There was a lot. And she downed the cup."

 

[Saltarius]

"I should probably be very concerned."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yes, you probably should. Then again, none of the rest of us are experiencing any strange side effects. So, in short, no, you shouldn't be concerned at all."

 

[Saltarius]

"Hey. Hey Tox. Fuck you okay. I've got two fresh prosthetic arm...sword...things that say you ought to shut the fuck up."

 

[Saltarius]

I stab Tox with an arm-blade.

"That."

 

[Saltarius]

I respawn.

"Let's just...y'know. Wait for it to wear off. It does wear off within a few hours, right?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Does it wear off? Salt, is the new pope female?"