Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Kinda...small in here. I mean there's a shitton of coffee and cereal and stuff like that, but I thought it'd be more...impressive."

I then spy a conspicous magazine poking out from a couch cushion.

"Oh yes, Xot's porn stash, come on Zomb, free porno, courtesy of Xot."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Intriguing. Wait, these are all strategy guides- Xot, you need a walk through for Kirby? Jesus dude."
[OOC: Goodnight everyone.]

 

[Knife-28]

Jumping out of the REX, I walk into the comic shop and spy an issue of 'Mall Fight Classic!' Intreged, I flick through to a random page.

You wish this was a visual medium? WELL IT IS!

 

[MinimanZombie]

I search through the piles of magazines. Some of them strategy guides, others are just random magazines. I then spy a bunch of old newspapers. "Hey Salt, do you reckon Xot has a hoarding problem?"

 

[Saltarius]

"This dude's been here for god knows how long, so he probably needs alot of entertainment aside from us beating the shit out of each other. The porn stash is still strangely missing."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Maybe he isn't human, and he doesn't get pleasure out of porn. Or maybe he doesn't like it. Or maybe he can't find any. The possibilities are endless."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Or maybe he's been here long enough to get bored of all porn forever. Also nice hole Salt."

 

[Saltarius]

"Nice hole? The hell are you talking about?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Oh it's a door. I thought it had something to do with your eye lasers. This mall is just full of surprises."

 

[Saltarius]

"Oh shit...I think that blast at the ceiling might've cut a hole into space. You guys might wanna take an awfully long and satisfying breath of air. And by guys I mean Paddy since Zomb and me's suits have enough oxygen for about a week."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"***** please. Check my aura." There is a faint glow surrounding me. "Motherfucking magic."

 

[Saltarius]

"Speaking slightly of your expertise, do the mushi-shi have any counterparts? Namely...pure death? If I can bottle that shit up and use it..."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"You realise that is the most ridiculous shit I've ever heard? That makes no sense at all which means that they almost certainly exist somewhere within the mall. Maybe in that mirrored sub-basement. But you can't use these, they act on their own will. Also you can't even see them."

 

[Saltarius]

"I can't see them, but they exist. And obviously they move. And my suit has motion tracking. Do the math compadre. It's not like these guys can really do much in a bottle besides obey my will."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"It's not like they can do much from inside a bottle, even the most powerful Mushi's effects are still pretty weak compared to what you can do."

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, thanks for getting my hopes up, Dr. Strange."

I decide screw Xot's boring ass bridge and charge my suit's battery in one of the many outlets. I then bugger off to go find a bigger ass battery.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I'm not the one who suddenly became obsessed with wielding tiny entities despite the fact I can shoot lasers from my face."

 

[Saltarius]

"Well the concept of wielding death itself makes you feel inferior. Then you learn death is a tiny ass sprite you can't even see that barely does shit."

No such battery packs are found, though I'm getting some rough plans via the generators about the mall.

"So, is there like a ranking system for mages? Like mage-archmage-wizard-archwizard or is it superfluous? I'm willing to give my backstory up for yours man."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Man I don't know. I got kicked out of the magic circle for setting a guy on fire before I'd got past stage magic. Although I suppose now once I get out I can take over it. And what is your backstory anyway?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, aside from pushing my co-worker off the roof..."

"See I was born in New England, in a town known for cult activity, namely that of the Great Old Ones. Was involved with the Esoteric Order of Dagon most my life, partially still am. But anyways, when I went to college, I was roomates with Tony Stark and he got me into machines. Then I heard he became a superhero and decided that in a dramatic twist, I'd be his arch-nemesis. That never got off the ground but I did learn how to build badass battle suits. Me and Tony keep in touch."