Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Not...now Ryan! Kinda....[small]dammit[/small]...busy!" I say as I continue to fight Xot.

 

[RaNDM G]

Xot pulls Salt's shirt over his head and knees him in the gut. Hobo cyberman joins in, kicking Salt in his jewels and punching him in his back.

 

[Wackymon]

Diane watches the fight, and runs between the two, "QUIT FIGHTING, THIS IS GETTING NOWHERE! WHATS GOING ON!?"
She stabs both Salt and Xot with a pair of knives in the face, killing them instantly. She lops off the cybermans head with a hammer.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I wander off to repair myself...

Yells at the camera "to Xot's Boss... the cracks are growing, if that means anything to you"

 

[Saltarius]

"You know...if you kill me, you're no better than me, right? [small] shit...this actually really fucking hurts...what are you gonna do, break me?[/small]"

"HEY. YOUR ASSHOLE EMPLOYEE IS BEING A DICK AGAIN."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Noted. We're docking in a few hours. We'll have techs check it out when we land."

"Who said anything about killing you?"

 

[Wackymon]

Diane sighs, "Can someone tell me whats going on? I honestly have no idea."

 

[RaNDM G]

Xot punches Salt's nose in, knocking him unconscious.

"He made me a ghost."

 

[Saltarius]

Unconscious. Fuck.

Drifting around dreams, all that shit. I decide to spend my time drawing a poor representation of Xot on a piece of paper marked PEOPLE I HATE THE MOST AT THE MALL .

The only people on the list are the supposed employees, with Xot being at the very top, the words 'bluh bluh huge dick' on the side.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"They will kill you if you figure out what they are, they tried with me... The technicians probably work for them in one way or another... They fear the cracks... They are beyond comprehension, well at least thats how I explained it to me before they tried finishing me off"

 

[Wackymon]

"How? And why are you attacking him, then? Can't you two just let live and let live?"
She slives Salts and Xot's hands off with ease, without batting an eye.
"NOW QUIT FIGHTING, OR I'LL KILL EVERYONE IN THIS CELESTIA FORSAKEN MALL!"

Doctor Com gets to work fixing up the holes that lead into space.
He then examines the cracks...

 

[Saltarius]

"Oh christ, not this again."

I finally wake up from my TOTALLY NOT AT ALL FORESHADOWING dream and walk back over to Xot, blood pouring out of every imaginable orifice.

"Okay, I still don't like you, but I'm willing to change that if you're willing to as well. Truce?"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Snip

OOC: flash players out, can't watch...

 

[Wackymon]

Diane sighed, "Alright, I give up. I'm off to bed."
She climbed into her bed in the G-van, going to sleep almost instantly.

[I'm off to bed. Night.]

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

OOC: same I'm going as well, eight more hours and I'm back...

"Thought this might be relevent so, last thing he said before the assassin showed up was something about cracking the mall open and bringing back an army of mind flayers but thats about it... oh and knowledge is their enemy."

 

[RaNDM G]

Xot slaps Salt in the face.

"Truce."

 

[Saltarius]

"Then, I guess I'll fulfill the first condition."

I head to the car dealership and begin work on a pre-owned DeLorean. I look at the revolver in my hands, knowing what I have to do.

"[small]it's for the best...everyone's better off...[/small]"

Revving the engine, I begin to speed down the mall to reach 88 miles an hour.

I clutch the picture of Xot in my hands and throw it out the window.

 

[RaNDM G]

The DeLorean crashes into a wall.

 

[Saltarius]

I respawn and walk back over to Xot.

"Quantum suicide is a stupid idea and you should be ashamed for thinking of it. So who we gonna be meeting where we're going? What're we gonna see? Details man.

 

[RaNDM G]

"I told you already. We're heading to a fuel depot and picking up a new pilot. That's it."