Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[MinimanZombie]

I look over at a sofa. A nap seems good. "Yeah guys... I'll be fine up here. Continue with what you were doing and don't come and get me. I'll tell you when I wake up. I needed a few winks anyway."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"All of them adventures that we will come to in time!"

 

[Wackymon]

Diane shooked her head, "N-no. I'm okay..."
She slowly gets up, and reaches into her pockets...
"They're... they're gone..." she mumbled to herself in shock.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"whats gone?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"What's gone? Pretty much everything can be replaced here in..." I sweep my arm. "The mall!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Right, you guys sort that out. I'll go check on Slendy."

The pale, thin figure stands in silence as I walk into the shop and sit down on a chair across from him.

"Alan, what the fuck are you doing here?"

 

[Wackymon]

"The knives... my knives..." she mumbled.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Paddy, you can play tour guide later. We still got a ghost problem to deal with."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"huh?"

I offer her my dagger...

 

[Saltarius]

"NOT TO MENTION MY OTHER ROOMMATE."

"Seriously, out of the all places to kill people, you picked the mall Al?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I'm being a gentleman! Something that is sorely lacking in this place! And ghosts? Seriously?" I send out a swarm of Mushi to retrieve information. "Anyway, what kind of knives are we talking?"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"I'm being a gentleman! Something that is sorely lacking in this place! And ghosts? Seriously?" I send out a swarm of Mushi to retrieve information. "Anyway, what kind of knives are we talking?"

"You smoke crack.."

 

[Wackymon]

Diane continues to rifle through her pockets, "Subtle knives, very costly, can cut through anything... including time and space."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"really"

"How'd you manage to get something that sharp?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"... The fuck is a mushi?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Some guy named Doc Com found some of those earlier. Go ask him."

I walk out of the game shop, bird raised to Slendy, currently in tears.

"So Xot, how are we going to do this, like, Ghostbusters style or..."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"what?"

"just an offer.."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Ryan, smoking crack does not detract from my status as a gentleman, as you can see I am not smoking it right now, in the presence of this young lady. And time and space manipulation is child's play here, just point out some knives and I'll kit them out for you."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I point out my vibrosword.... "would you mind?"

"And crack kind of rots your mind... Lsd is where its at."

 

[Wackymon]

Diane shook her head, "They were gifts. Personalized... and how I traveled across the multiverse. To the place I call home."