Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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You hear muffled cries on the other side of the wall. It sounds like a woman's voice, gagged. You step into the closet and quietly close the door behind you.
You are now in the closet.
You push aside a row of coats and put your ear up to the wall. The woman is crying, and footsteps pace around the room. Her voice stays near the middle of the room, and you can assume there are at least two people on the other side.
The footsteps walk to one side of the room and stop. The woman panics, and you can hear her trying to pull away from restraints. The footsteps quickly walk up to her, and you can hear a blade swipe across her face.
You feel the wall with your hands. It feels solid, but you can slide it to the right if you put your back into it.
You spot a panel with a small knob to your left. You think it is small enough to look through without being spotted.
The footsteps walk behind the woman.
What will you do?
You are now in the closet.
You push aside a row of coats and put your ear up to the wall. The woman is crying, and footsteps pace around the room. Her voice stays near the middle of the room, and you can assume there are at least two people on the other side.
The footsteps walk to one side of the room and stop. The woman panics, and you can hear her trying to pull away from restraints. The footsteps quickly walk up to her, and you can hear a blade swipe across her face.
You feel the wall with your hands. It feels solid, but you can slide it to the right if you put your back into it.
You spot a panel with a small knob to your left. You think it is small enough to look through without being spotted.
The footsteps walk behind the woman.
What will you do?
I snap out of my alcohol-induced hallucination.
Picking up the bottle, I rub my head whilst glaring at the label.
[i/]Quadruple-strength Bacardi? Where the hell did I get this...I think I prefered it when I woke up on crashing planes...[/i]
I glance around the camp. Everyone else is asleep.
"Well you guys have certainly been busy whilst I've been away...", I mutter.
I get up, stretch, and pick up my blender from where it was lying a few metres away.
"Anyone mind telling me what happened the past eleven days? And where the hell Knife is?"
Picking up the bottle, I rub my head whilst glaring at the label.
[i/]Quadruple-strength Bacardi? Where the hell did I get this...I think I prefered it when I woke up on crashing planes...[/i]
I glance around the camp. Everyone else is asleep.
"Well you guys have certainly been busy whilst I've been away...", I mutter.
I get up, stretch, and pick up my blender from where it was lying a few metres away.
"Anyone mind telling me what happened the past eleven days? And where the hell Knife is?"
"Don't worry, Knifes probably off on his quest or something." Knife says as he tinkers with his mechanical hand.
My eyes go wide, and I use all my strength to push open the false back of the closet. Using my crouched pose to my advantage, I leap up and tackle the man, knocking the razor out of his hands as I pin him to the ground. "Who the hell are you!"
My eyes go wide, and I use all my strength to push open the false back of the closet. Using my crouched pose to my advantage, I leap up and tackle the man, knocking the razor out of his hands as I pin him to the ground. "Who the hell are you!"