Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Silver Shadow]

i regain my cool "oh... ok... that makes sense...i think..." i follow them closely

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com pulls a lever inside the mall, and the doors to the mall are covered in a forcefeild.
"Hey! The mall needs repairs, I don't need you to fuck it up any more!"

@Salt, ryan is saying something about Diane, what happened to her?
I can't understand his language.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Ryan "our god faours us, we spread his cult throughout time and space, and we get..."
X "solutions?"
Ryan "sounds about right"

X wanders through the lot

Ryan "wait here"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I give Doc Com the finger, then drive at the doors.
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I have a brilliant idea." I leap out the window of the speeding Mini and hide in a cardboard box.

 

[Saltarius]

I just sit down next to Sister with my head in my hands.

"Just tell where the strongest booze is so I can drink everything that happened here away."

 

[Paddy the Second]

A cardboard box creeps up to Salt. It whispers to him. "Why would you want to forget becoming the greatest gangsters Gashog 2 has ever seen?"

 

[Wackymon]

The car explodes into thousands of shiny pieces, and Trilby lands on his face in a pile of mud Doctor Com left for just this occasion.
"You know, I'm the janitor of this mall, I keep it clean."
He says over speaker, his hologram behind the things, since he is still in the maintenance control room.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

a minute later X drives back in a black SUV, Ryan climbs in

 

[Saltarius]

"Oh christ. I think I'm drunk already. A cardboard box is talking to me."

I push the box away and resume my sulking.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"No Salt, it's me, Paddy. I'm wearing a genius disguise."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I stand up. "This is not good for someone who just woke up after a major car crash a significant period of time ago." I mutter.

 

[Wackymon]

A bottle of beer hits Trilby in the head.
"Drink away your troubles and cry me a river!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Holy shit. Now it claims it's Paddy. I'm gonna name you...Dirk. Dirk the Box."

 

[Paddy the Second]

I stand up, the box falling aside. "Metal Gear Solid dude, Jeeze."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, because alcohol are good when ye bloose your lod. I mean lose your blood." I say sardonically.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Ryan grabs the seemingly unconscius Silver and puts him in the backseat...

They drive off to the lobby in the SUV

 

[Wackymon]

Trilby is hit by a giant crate.
Inside is medical supplies fifty years outdated, and canisters of blood.

The RV is thrown out, and crashes into salt, since they are not allowed in the mall, since it is under maintenance.

 

[Saltarius]

"Dude. You just killed Dirk. He was...he was my only true friend.[small] You bastards...you killed my best fucking friend...[/small]"

I cradle the mangled body of Dirk in my arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

The RV swerves out of the way, understanding my grief.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"And you could at least give me some whisky..." I mutter.
Then I look at Salt. "Who killed Dirk, who's Dirk and why are you hugging a box?"