Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Knife-28]

"Alternia during Hivebent, got it." Efink says, somewhat sarcasticly. "Hope you enjoy meteors."

 

[Saltarius]

"We'll make this quick. Go matesprit with respective troll, maybe fill a bucket, gtfo."

 

[RaNDM G]

I leap up over to Miniman and slice his jugular, and stroll to Trilby and plunge my weapon into his spine. I then pull out a pistol as Trilby drops to the ground with the blade still in his back and fire the whole clip into Sister, spraying gore onto the wall behind her. I put away my gun, pick up the dagger, and walk back to the chair, where I sit down and slump my head, resting my eyes.

Firearms are locked, dunkass. Always look on the front page before posting.

RETCON

"Mini...A...Trilby...B...Sister...AB. Alright, we're good. Now we just pour this shit in and...alright it's working. Now then, best way to test this is to go inside ourselves. Hope your ready."

Ghosts don't bleed, dunkass. And that totally wouldn't be her blood type anyway.

RETCON x2 COMBO

 

[Saltarius]

"OH GEE MINI IS AB WHAT LUCK."

Then everything else happened.

Best retcon ever.

Even better than Batman #10.

 

[RaNDM G]

Miniman, what's your blood type?

 

[RaNDM G]

God mode Eric. We talked about this.

 

[Knife-28]

"God you make me sick Salt." Efink says, having used his blood to activate the machine.

 

[Saltarius]

"How so? Other than what I normally do."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Boss? The fuck is this about?"

@Eric:

Dude, it was a joke. What the hell is with Mall Fighters taking silly things in the silliest RP ever so seriously?

Mad ironies, bro.

Silliness is fine. Killing everyone on the team at once in a single post, describing each death in gruesome detail is not very silly. Just don't do it again, alright?

 

[Knife-28]

"Ok, portals ready but before I activate it, go put those on." Efink says, pointing to the Troll cosplay shop standing nearby. "We don't want to cause too much of a panic.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Stuff your payment. We're not hiring."

 

[Saltarius]

"Right then."

I spread a shit load of grey body paint over me, hastily atrach a horned headband, and scrawl a =V= on my chest in yellow fabric marker. Fuck it, if they're the western zodiac, we're the eastern, me taking the rat.

"Let's go Eric. And for your information Xot, I'm his boss. He works for the Midnight Crew.?

 

[Saltarius]

"Dammit Eric, you need to look the part!"

I attach fins to the sides of Eric's face and proceed to scrawl an S-like dragon symbol in deep purple fabric marker.

?Ought to do it for Eridan. Let's go."

 

[Knife-28]

Efink, although he has been standing next to the portal device the entire time, has managed to change his clothes while noone was looking. His now black hair, still tied back in a pony-tail, is now topped by a pair of sharp horns that look almost look like knife blades, and poke through the brim of his trilby. He still wears his jacket, though his undershirt is now, too, black and has a light blue outline of the symbol that was on his shirt before. His right hand, now fully visable as a robotic prothstetic, rests idly on the control panel of the device.

"Ok, we ready?" He asks.

 

[Wackymon]

Diane hugs Efink from behind.
"Long time no see! How are you?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Good, go get dressed, we're heading to Alternia." Efink says, pointing to the Troll Cosplay shop.

 

[Saltarius]

"We're ready. Give us a few hours to screw around, we come back, simple as that."

I step in front of the device.

 

[Knife-28]

"Well then, nothing ventured eh?" Efink says, actuvating the device.
I watch as everyone who is leaving dissappears through the portal, and decide to stand guard.

 

[Wackymon]

Diane gets dressed in troll garb, and cheerily looks at Efink, "Whats been going on?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Pinkie Pie. Long story."

Sister looks around for Xot. Usually he would denounce this sort of interdimensional travel oh wait there he is.

"What the fuck do you guys think you're doing?!"