Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

I sign the paper begrudgingly and exit the office.

I return to my home and hang my coat on the rack. I find Gideon lying in his crib as I pick him up and hold him in my arms.

I call Sister.

"Sis, give me a deadline for the money."

You can't save anyone.

Just give in.

She's gone and he is your only concern.

Give her what she wants.

Spoiler: OOC

Dude.
That was depressing.
I was expecting my awesome class powers to kick in.

 

[RaNDM G]

"What? What money?

 

[Sigma Castell]

OOC: We already decided Aradia wasnt dead though...oh yeah but the courts don't know that. Also, why does Sister hate Salt so much?

 

[Sigma Castell]

I roll my eyes.
"The money Sister. The money. Don't play coy, we're not in the mood."

 

[Paddy the Second]

((Fucking redacted as shit bitches.))

 

[Saltarius]

I slam the phone down on the receiver.

I put my head in my hands and merely wallow in how much Xot fucked up my life.

"Why me? Why us?"

 

[Knife-28]

OOC: Yes, because it's so hard to break someone out of prison...

 

[Sigma Castell]

I turn to Paddy.
"Sorry dude, too late. We've already restarted."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I wake up back in Crow Landing.
"God dammit."
"You said it bro."
Nega Trilby starts juggling beer bottles.
"So, wanna bet on how long it take us to fuck shit up this time?"

 

[RaNDM G]

You take the day off to recollect, trying to piece together everything that has happened so far. 

Maybe each new day isn't constant. The kick off may be the same, but details change with each new session.

Your thoughts turn to Gideon. He was in hiding in the last session, not here at home.

Maybe that means...

 

[Saltarius]

"Guys, this is a game we're rigged to fail."

"Sis, you know exactly what am I talking about. The money I owe you. Christ, don't tell me it's different now and we're married or some shit."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I phone Salt.
"Hey. How are things at your end this time?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Then we have to find a way to beat whatever fucked up game this is."

 

[Saltarius]

"Wait...wait. The picture of me and Aradia...it's not torn. And Gideon's here too. You don't think..."

 

[RaNDM G]

[color=lightblue]"You mean the balance report? I'm not quite done with it, but I can say we're getting close to hitting our goal before the deadline. We might even cut the deficit in half by Christmas. I think the public would appreciate that as a gift."[/color]

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Maybe..you did something right last time? and it's reflected in this universe?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

I sit up. I'm on the floor of a bar. I am very very hungover. I put my hand to my head and feel hair unlike any I've had before. I stand to my feet and blearily stumble over to a mirror. That's certainly new. A shock of blonde hair sticks straight upwards from my head and I'm wearing a long red coat. "Uunnhh?" I find a pair of sunglasses in a pocket and put them on. In my other pocket there's an oversized ornate revolver. I step out into the sunlight and look for the others.

 

[Sigma Castell]

I fall asleep at Salts table. I'll probably be awake by 6:00 in Britain.
(gonna be out for awhile, have fun without me)

 

[Saltarius]

My throat tightens as I ask my next question.

"H...How is Aradia?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"A-Aradia, sir?"