Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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OOC: I've been shamelessly bumping the thread along as best I can for the last week... but it's slowed right the fuck down.
"Bump?"
She takes another swig
OT: You have to be meta here... as much as possible... or you might lose your mind.
EDIT: I don't double post... if possible.
"Bump?"
She takes another swig
OT: You have to be meta here... as much as possible... or you might lose your mind.
EDIT: I don't double post... if possible.
[Ending Act 3 on Thursday? Well. *Looks at wrist watch* Nope. Alas, the reason none of us are posting is because there isn't much happening.]
Sis: "Wow. That's uh..."
Sister scratches the back of her head.
Sis: "Hey Xot. When are we supposed to be done with Act 3?"
Xot: We've been stuck on the same page, so we're just having an off day until things pick up.
Sis: "... Oh... Okay."
whos honking now hornses ass?
Sister scratches the back of her head.
Sis: "Hey Xot. When are we supposed to be done with Act 3?"
Xot: We've been stuck on the same page, so we're just having an off day until things pick up.
Sis: "... Oh... Okay."
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You really should stop having these imaginary conversations. Though Xot is predictable enough for you to know exactly what he's going to say and do, listening to his pathetic voice in your head isn't going to bolster your morale.
You stare blankly into an empty space where an intercom should be. Alas the speaker has been ripped from the wall, thrashed, and tossed aside on the floor. It is coated in purple blood.
There is something written on the side of the speaker.
While I give a brief wave to Sister, Efink just stands there with a slightly shocked look on his face, before dragging me a few meters away from the group and saying in an angry whisper, "Why didn't you tell my Sister was here!"
"Because I didn't think it was important? So, you know her?"
"Yea, I know here, particually the face she's a ghostly, chainsaw wielding murderer!"
"Funny thing is, you know how she greeted me?"
"[sub][sup]I dunno, did she fucking posses you.[/sup][/sub]"
"What? No, she hug tackled me."
"..."
"You pulling my leg, aren't you?" Efink says, with a look that matches his statement.
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupca-"
He waves a hand at me, and we return to the group, Efink keeping an eye on Sister the entire time.
"Because I didn't think it was important? So, you know her?"
"Yea, I know here, particually the face she's a ghostly, chainsaw wielding murderer!"
"Funny thing is, you know how she greeted me?"
"[sub][sup]I dunno, did she fucking posses you.[/sup][/sub]"
"What? No, she hug tackled me."
"..."
"You pulling my leg, aren't you?" Efink says, with a look that matches his statement.
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupca-"
He waves a hand at me, and we return to the group, Efink keeping an eye on Sister the entire time.
"So...The speaker system may be fucked...Oh well." Just then, something hits me on the back of the head. I feel myself being dragged away from the group. Well fuck...I appear to be losing...[sub]losing...bluh....[/sub]
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I awake in a dark cold sterile room, tied to a chair, with a dim light above me. I can't see any exit of any kind. I begin to hear honks.
[Going to be away the entire weekend. Hence why I've made it so I don't have to interact much. Bye.]
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I awake in a dark cold sterile room, tied to a chair, with a dim light above me. I can't see any exit of any kind. I begin to hear honks.
[Going to be away the entire weekend. Hence why I've made it so I don't have to interact much. Bye.]
"Dammit Zombie you pussy!" I seem to melt into the wall. This is probably because of the drugs.
((Prom tonight, not gonna be on, peace out fuckers. tUMUt))
((Prom tonight, not gonna be on, peace out fuckers. tUMUt))
"really... Well since i'm the only one still awake apparently!"
She begins to pull furniture out of a nearby store and builds a bar... she does tequila and smokes, while an automatic piano plays something uplifting, speedy, and generic in the background.
OOC: I'm so ronery...
She begins to pull furniture out of a nearby store and builds a bar... she does tequila and smokes, while an automatic piano plays something uplifting, speedy, and generic in the background.
OOC: I'm so ronery...