Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"I sort of feel guilty for not showing up at the fight..."
"That's the indie music."
"So it is. Still..."
"FIIIINE! One dramatic duel in a thunderstorm."
"You're the best."

We walk to the park and find a nice spot, far away from the main fighting.

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Oh excellent, more meglomanaics trying to take over the Mall. NSalt, what exactly is your problem with Crane?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

I dodge each strike, occasionally parrying with the barrel of my revolver. "Because it's the behaviour of cunts. Oh, look what I'm fighting." My Nega gets to his feet, clutching his head.

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Uh, Guys? Anyone want a smoothie? cos I've got about twenty here.."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"So... how should we do this?"
"Um... Right."
I get out my lightning wand and start random lightning strikes around us.
"Okay, that's the setting. Well then, I guess there's nothing to do but..."
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"FIGHT!"
Nega Trilby whips out two handguns and starts shooting at me, the bullets leaving icy trails behind them.
I circle around him and send out a wave of flame.
We continue like this for a while.

 

[Sigma Castell]

I fall asleep.
(night guys)

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I run past the trilby fight and arrive at the park.

 

[Knife-28]

Me and Knife watch the fights in the park from the roof of the penthouse. "So, we gonna take the shot?" I ask, the crosshairs of my sniper scope drifting lazly oer Nega Salt's head. "Eh, I'm content to watch for the moment." Knife replys, "Popcorn?"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I look at the fight trying to decide who to attack

 

[Knife-28]

I call Ryan. "Hey man, I think all the fights are full up at the moment, so if your looking to chill head downtown to my place, you'll know it when you see it, it's the only building still standing." I chuckle, then hang up and resume watching the fight.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I stand there for a minute trying to figure out how he got my phone number considering I don't have a cell phone...

 

[Knife-28]

I call Ryan back. "Also, any idea why I have your number in my phone?"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"No... what are you even calling for that matter?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Mother *huff* fucker this guy doesn't give up. I think we need some help."

"Ah ah. Call anyone else, and I activate the charges. So unless you want Skrillex causing the economy to singelhandedly collapse, I suggest you step up your game."

"D-Dammit!"

 

[Knife-28]

"Like I said, eveyone's fighting their fights, so I'm just wondering if you wanna chil back at my apartment, come on take a load off and watch the fight."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"k"

I start walking towards the tower

 

[WafflesandBacon]

I call Salt, "Hey dude. How long are you supposed to cook minute rice? I know it says, but you never can trust those damned manufacturers."

 

[Saltarius]

"FOR A MINUTE YOU DUMBASS! SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT"

I barely parry a blow fro,m Nega Salt.

"God, what did you do since last time, huff paint for a few hours? You fight like a quadruplegic."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Hey!" I shout into the phone, "That's uncool! I was tired from the fucking stairs in your apartment! And, I do not fight like a quadriplegic!"

 

[Saltarius]

"That was my Nega, you dumbass! And get the hell out of where you are! That's the financial district! The place is rigged to blow!"