The dragon stomps on the turret, before flying towards a shop selling fake life sized farmyard animals.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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OOC:"fuck you Zombie" vomits blood before bleeding to death
"oh fine, fuck it!" i say picking up my grenade launcher and tries to stands up
"oh fine, fuck it!" i say picking up my grenade launcher and tries to stands up
"i'm up for it but the dragon crashed a few of my ribs and some organs anyone got any painkillers?" i say slowly walking over
"Nah, I'm liking the sound of Operation: Shoot The Fucker with a Big Fuck Off Gun."
I put my massive sword away, then look around.
I hand Woon a bottle of pills.
"You may have one."
I put my massive sword away, then look around.
I hand Woon a bottle of pills.
"You may have one."
"thank you trilby" downs one pill then turns to Zombie "oh i don't know maybe because my fucking ribs and organs are crushed and i'm probably bleeding interning right now"
OOC:fuck I really need to get XCOM Enemy Unknown cause I am missing out on alot of fun.
OOC:fuck I really need to get XCOM Enemy Unknown cause I am missing out on alot of fun.
I take the bottle back, then put it in my pocket.
"So... let's do something about that dragon."
"So... let's do something about that dragon."
"yes let's, I heard that dragons don't have scales from their chins to the bottom of their stomachs so that might be a weakpoint to aim for" i say before starting to walk in the direction the dragon went
"No Woon, I mean, we're in the fucking mall. We can respawn. Also you know there skin is like, rock solid anyway? Scales are just like extra protection."
Meanwhile the dragon eats all the fake sheep.
Meanwhile the dragon eats all the fake sheep.
"Yes, we did, Paddy. What shit did you get yourself into?" I ask Paddy's tulpa. "You've been gone for a while. I think. Not sure how time really passes, any more..."
I sit down, and begin constructing an enormous lance, too large for any one man to wield alone.
I sit down, and begin constructing an enormous lance, too large for any one man to wield alone.
"ok fine about the scales but the problem with me dying is because i don't like dying it's hurts and really sucks"
I lodge one of my tomahawks into Woons Skull, and proceed to rip it back out.
"There. Done. Dead."
"There. Done. Dead."
The dragon looks up from it's feast of fake farmyard animals. It blinks a few times, before turning back to it's meal.
i respawn "you know what i don't give a fuck anymore and i'm not in the mood" i say walking off