Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Knife-28]

I stumble out of the matress store, my jacket unbuttoned to reveal a white shirt with three stylised diamonds on it. "Well, good news is I feel slightly less like shit."

 

[Grim327]

"So what shall we do while we wait. . .Mortal Kombat anyone?"

 

[Saltarius]

"If I may present to the members of the G-Team and their collective associates, my new robot servant *cough* slave *cough*, Lil' Cal!"

The doll-like robot stares blankly, until moving it's glassy eyes and staring intently on the sleeping Paddy.

?I assure you, he is completely docile unless I command him otherwise. Think of him as a guard dog of sorts. Now, if anyone needs me, I'll be reverse-engineering REX's rail gun so I can craft one for my next suit."

 

[Knife-28]

I look at the robotic puppet. "What...the fuck...is that...."

 

[RaNDM G]

You stare deeply into the puppet's eyes.

 

[Knife-28]

I then punch the puppet in the face.

 

[Grim327]

I punch the puppet too. "Salt, either you make that thing less creepy looking, or I will chop up into little bitty pieces and burn it which I will use to roast marshmallows.

 

[Saltarius]

"He's completely fine. Now I suggest you back off or I make him attack. Do mind the ten foo tall mecha I also have."

 

[Knife-28]

"I dunno, if he attacks, we have a good enough reason to turn the little fucker into sushi."

 

[Paddy the Second]

I wake up, coming into eye contact with Lil' Cal. "Salt, the mech is supposed to intimidate our enemies. Not us. I think I just cacked me pants."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I wake up and join the conversation about the puppet. "I like it. Gives us a Twilight Zone feel."

 

[Saltarius]

"The mech, yes. Cal, on the other hand is my dope bro, and I won't accept any opinions otherwise."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Look Salt I'm all for Homestuck references, especially if it involves the Striders, but could you at least cover his face while we're not in battle or something?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Goddamit, it's compromise compromise compromise with you guys. Guess I'll have to modify his ocular sensors to see through cloth. Probably metal too."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Oh god no. Just take it off in combat."

 

[Saltarius]

"Fine."

I run into the mattress store and return with a small cloth blanket that I put over Cal's face. It still seems to stare intently at Paddy.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Seriously this is getting fucking beyond creepy. Why the fuck did you even need your own Lil' Cal?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Because you annihilated Eric's corpse on a sub-atomic level, I couldn't make him into my own Darth Vader project. So I decided to take a minimal form of revenge in Lil' Cal. All I did was look briefly into your nightmares while you were sleeping."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"That's. That's something I would do. Yeah, I understand. So what do we do now?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, Tox and Waffles have been missing for god knows how long. Mind telling me if this stuff that totally isn't homebrew Scarecrow fear gas smells like roses?"

I blow the dust into Paddy's face.