Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"I'm busy having a conversation with a friend."

 

[RaNDM G]

You find Ol' Gator man back at his cozy little shack. The yard is thrashed, thanks to catering to thousands of starving emotional pricks.

He greets you at the front door.

"Come in my man, come in. Take a seat."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Sure." I sit down on a chair. I put down the bag of frogs.
"So what, you want to make a meal with these or what?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"What friend do you have that isn't right next to you or a cloud?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"That is exactly what I am going to do. So many kids showed up I done run outta snake. Soup and frogs' legs, sound good don't it?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"I suppose. Why were there frogs in the mall anyway? Why didn't we notice them before? Why did I happen to find them as soon as you said? Fuck, why did the god damn mall burn down!"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Mmm. Someone let the stove on."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"...Do you know something?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Nope. I was here the whole time. I could tell smoke like that was a gas fire."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"There's a ton of different creatures on this planet, and you're using frogs?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Mmm, yep. Easy to find round here. And they ain't poisonous."

He rinses and skins the frogs in front of you.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"...That doesn't seem right. I...Gator, I need to get off this planet. You wanna come with?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

[i/]Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner
slice his throat with a rusty cleaver
shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol
put him in a sack and throw him overboard
early in the morning...[/i]

 

[RaNDM G]

No comment.

Nah, this my home. I can't leave.

He chops the muscle up with a cleaver and rinses the meat. He fries the legs and boils the rest.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"...Fine. See ya Gator dude." I leave the shack, and walk back to the mall.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Don't you want to stay for supper?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"...Sure." I stay for supper.

 

[RaNDM G]

He hands you a bowl of some kind of green goo. You get the feeling this isn't ordinary soup.

"Drink up. I'll have the legs done in a jiff."

 

[Sigma Castell]

[i/]hmmmm-mmm-mmm-mmmmmm...[/i]
I stop being all dramatic and creepy, cos that shit don't sit with the cloud men.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I stare blankly into the soup. I know something's wrong.
Just fucking do it.
It looks odd.
Get the fuck on with it. Not like you're gonna advance otherwise.
"Okay." I drink it.