Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Paddy the Second]

"We need a hero of time all up in this or our session will be the void one."

 

[Saltarius]

"Convinient then. Sigma is...Prince of Time. Shit, dude that's almost the same as Eridan. Better make sure you don't become a forever alone hipster anytime soon. And to save time, Zombie is...Thief of Hope. Weird shit be going on. Besides, we're still waiting for that Rebas asshole to make it back to Knife. Guess we can lynch some innocent people to reassert our badassery."

Captcha: Back to basics. Seems legit.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X wakes up in the corner of the bar, she looks confused

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I JUST1C3 a bystander.
"Like that?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Nothing better to do it seems."

I begin to cut into the crowds of people, relishing their screams. Once the deed is done and the crowd lays slain, I paint their blood into a broken knife and a whole spade.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Who's going to buy drugs if everyone is dead."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X wanders out of the bar and follows Rebas

 

[Sigma Castell]

I sigh.
I walk over to the Patron-o-matic, and clone an extra 20 patrons to replace the ones Salt killed.
"So. Lord of Time. Pretty serious shit there."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You are." I point out. "Would you like some ecstasy?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I'm carrying infinite amounts of all drugs in my bag, I don't need to buy any. And yes Sig, without us we lose the game and all die."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X sneaks into Knifes base

 

[Saltarius]

"On the bright side, I get powers of Doom. Whatever the fuck those are."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X falls asleep on a random couch in Knifes base

 

[Saltarius]

"Uhh, Mike? You might wanna see this. Some chick just fell asleep on a couch. One of the ones we were trashing."

"Screw it, it's her problem she ends up where she ends up."

The two men load the couch into the back of a dumpster truck and drop it's load of trash, X included, into a landfill. X suffocates under the pile of nasty ass trash and dies.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I think you know when shit's going down." I say.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I exhale a cloud of smoke. "Y'all bitches best watch out for my awesome control of all matter in the universe."

 

[Saltarius]

"Okay, John's Heir of Breath and he can make motherfucking tornadoes. I think it goes beyond 'knowing'. That's like if I was Seer of Doom. Perhaps," I say grinning madly,"I can control doom and dread. Manipulate fear and chaos to my whims. Paddy is the destroyer, and I am the reckoner. If Paddy is the Horseman of War, I am the Horseman of Death."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X respawns in Knifes safehouse and falls asleep in a bed

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"To my understanding, the Heir is the active version of the Knight. Actives use their aspect for themselves, passives use it for the group. Knights protects the group with their aspect, and the Heirs uses it to protect themselves. So you protect yourself with death, just like John protected himself with the Windy Thing and Equius protected himself with Void." I explain.

 

[Saltarius]

"...So I can kill motherfuckers is self-defense. With awesome doom powers. Hell yes."