Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Anti-American Eagle]

X looks at silver... "Dont know where he went..."

she looks around to see everyone gone and decides to go back to the mall, dragging the unconscious silver behind her

 

[RaNDM G]

Sis: "You know what Tril? You're okay."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X finds the group "what did I miss?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Hey Sister. Long time no see. Actually...we've never met, have we? I was in the control room when you visited the mall? Ah well. Gamzee has to be around somewhere..."

 

[RaNDM G]

Sis: "Yeah, I guess..."

The area you are in as surprisingly clean. Sure there's bits of orange creamsicle on the floor, but not enough to leave a trail behind.

The search has gone cold.

HONK

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Damn. Looks like-What was that?" I look around confused. Where is this bastard? He's known of us being here for ages! Unless...he's toying with us.
[I'll be gone for a few hours.]

 

[Paddy the Second]

"He's in the ceiling isn't he?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Probably." I release my wrist swords once again, and look around the room. I find the gramophone, and play some music.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X starts to whistle helter skelter

 

[Sigma Castell]

I crash a small frigate through the ceiling, narrowly missing X.
"Sup guys"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"Seriously... where the fuck do you keep getting spaceships?"

she begins to hum Helter Skelter instead of whistling it

 

[Sigma Castell]

"WHY, FROM T-K MAX OF COURSE"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"A damn fine establishment."

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Hell yea it is. Although the doll section always freaks me the fuck out."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I never go in there. Not after what happened."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I raise an eyebrow.
"What happened?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

I start crying.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Quit being a sissy, Mary." I tell Paddy.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I stop crying and smoke some more DMT.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

X wakes back up "Oh so your awake again..."
"You left me in the dark with hooting for hours."