Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Anti-American Eagle]

I put a trenchcoat over my armour and put a trollface over my helmet

you guys don't know where I am...

 

[Saltarius]

"P-Paddy? Is that you? I can't...*cough* hear you over the...shitty bass drops. Is it...are they gone? No, no you've got to, you've got to find Casey for me. You've got to...*cough* give her this."

I produce from my suit a beaten up stuffed rabbit.

"Tell her...tell her I...I..."

Salt lies still.

 

[Wackymon]

A pink pony appears behind Ryan, and throws him into SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE! before vanishing without a trace.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

My base explodes, setting off a chain reaction that destroys my other base... Radioactive fallout bathes both areas...

 

[Paddy the Second]

"NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I scream, my face covered in tears, beating a my chest in fury.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"God damn it Salt, what brought on this Homestuck phase? Or actually, maybe you watched Con air. Eitherway..." I grab the Bunny and stuff in an inside pocket. I go to the previous location of our bases. "Fucking Ryan." Luckily my suit protects from radiation but still. I had a TV in there.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I rip my helmet off, exposing me to space, killing me...

I respawn, with my new gear, and build a new helmet...

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com dies with the explosions of the base, and then fixes up the mall so that any harm caused by that is gone.
All that is left is a TV and a Cakebox, playing Mallfight.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"lets call a truce, wait is salt dead?"

 

[Saltarius]

I drift throughout a white void. Nothingness greets me with cold, unloving arms as I am enveloped by the brightness. Two lone figure stand miles away barely silhoutted, a woman and a young child. I try and call out to them, but they just keep walking and cannot hear my voice as it grows weaker and weaker.

In the Mall, the suit beeps it's alert message.

" ALERT. ALERT. USER IS DEAD. REPEAT USER IS DEAD.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"First of, no, no truce. Secondly, he's fucking with us. Thirdly, the TV wasn't destroyed? And Cakebox is okay?" A grin spreads across my face.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"wait is he dead, dead?"
"dubstep is dangerous..."

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com sweeps away the dust remaining from the exploded base. He then makes a store that seels Ladies underwear where the base was, in the shape of the base, but pink.
Because he wanted to embarase Ryan.
He moved the TV and cake box into the mall lobby.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"AAAAAAH shitshitshit! I'm going in guys, I can't think of any other way." After a shirt ritual I am absorbed through Salt's eyes.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"ok then... but seriously, truce?"

I start wandering around the mall looking for my SUV... thankfully I had drove it out beforehand... and forgot about it...

 

[MinimanZombie]

"HOW DID THAT WORK?" [OOC: Seriously, what the fuck] I sigh, and go and play some more Mall fight. "Anyway, Ryan. No. Never."

 

[Saltarius]

Saltarius: Reunite your loving wife and daughter.


VITALS RETURNING. USER IS STABLE.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Well fuck." Salt vomits me back out.

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com grabs Ryan, spray paints him pink, and puts on him a womans bra.
"Not yet."
He runs off.

OoC: I HAVE NO IDEA!
*Ubers salt from Fourth wall Inc.*

 

[Saltarius]

I jolt back upright.

"Never speak of what you saw in there again. Ever."