Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[MinimanZombie]

"HEY! In my defense, I was putting him out of his misery. Which, you!" I point to Salt "Put him in." I look around. "Where did all of these people come from? And why are they looking at us like we're the fucking circus." I then look down at myself. "Actually, we don't need an answer for that."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I walk back out of the shop, empty milkshake glass in hand.
Rounding the corner, I notice the small group of people.
[i/]Oh well, I've got nothing else to do[/i], I thought, and hurled the empty glass towards Salt's head.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I watch the glass smash against Salt's head. "Hey you!" I shout to Sigma. "Nice one! However for attacking one of us, you've attacked the entire G-Team. Hope you've got a weapon. Cause you're in for a fight."

 

[Sigma Castell]

[i/]Dammit[/i], I thought.
"Sorry for hurting your friend, can we not fight? I just got here"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Chill Mini, looks like Salt didn't even notice it. Why would he with that hugeass helmet?" I stroll up to Sigma and kick their legs out from under them. I point my revolver at their head. "Now tell me who the fuck you are and how you got in here before I go Nicolas Cage on your ass." I crouch down. "And you really don't want that."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Paddy! He seems innocent enough. Hey kid, you new here? Mind us asking how you got here? If so, want us to help you get started? I mean, you may want to get started on your own, considering we fight Eldritch abominations, but still."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I suppose you really couldn't do much against us. I'm Paddy, team magic user and knower of bad language. That's Salt, if you join us he'll be happy to build you an absurd suit of armour. This is Zombie. He's the muscle I suppose. We got some other guys who come around occasionally, we got a van too. We're the G-Team. The crying woman is Sam G. The dead guy she's cradling is Xot. He used to be in charge." I glare at Salt. "Welcome to the mall."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"So, now, you can't leave. None of us can. You're one of us. You're a mall fighter. Your life is about to get a lot more shittier."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Unless your previous life on the outside was really shitty, in which case this is the best thing that's ever happened to you!" As I gesture wildly with my revolver it goes off. "Son of a *****. Gonna have to be more careful in future."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I realize I've been shot. "For fucks sake- Alright, look. This is a good example of what happens if you die in here. See you in a sec." I re-spawn, once again, with all my equipment. I walk over to Sigma and Paddy. "There. That almost concludes everything I think. Anyway Paddy, I thought you only had one revolver that you gave to me? Have you been hiding stuff from us?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

I blink. "So. We're all stuck in a gigantic shopping centre. Which seems to sell everything. Excellent."
I point to Xot.
"Why is he dead? And what do you mean by 'Eldritch abominations'?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Oh right... Well. Ever heard of, or read Homestuck? Because, there is a scene where a character looks at a book, which contains Eldritch abominations, and one of them is FLUTHLU. We fought a beast that looks like FLUTHLU. As for Xot, Salt beat the shit out of him, breaking his back, and generally every part of the man. Out of mercy, I shot him in the head, as he was beyond repair."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I sit up, rubbing the back of my head where it hit the ground.
"Do I want to know why Salt did that?"
I search my pocket, pulling out a humerously-shaped pebble.
I narrow my eyes.
[i/]This is all your fault, Scrubs[/i], I thought, shoving the stone back into my pocket.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Eh... It's not that long of a tale. Yet I don't really want to indulge in it myself." I notice the rock before he hides it. "Nice pebble."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Dude Xot unlocked firearms. I think. I don't really remember where I got this."

 

[Saltarius]

"Let's say you do not want to piss the guy who looks like the goddamn Hulkbuster Iron Man off." I pipe up.

"Name's Salt. These guys have probably told you all you need to know about me."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Anyway Sigma, I think we need to get you some armor and weapons. Want to get your own weapons, or want us to help. Salt can get you a suit of armor, and I can help you train with whatever weapon you find."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I held up the blender I found in the milkshake store.
"Does this count as a weapon?"
[i/]-Oh sure. Use the blender. That'll be a great help-[/i]
[i/]Shut up Scrubs. You are a rock. You don't even have arms[/i], I thought.

 

[Saltarius]

"If you find a way to jam that over a guy's head and turn in on, it'd be pretty sweet. Nasty too, but who gives two shits about that?"

I begin to deconstruct the G-Van Mk II tearfully, finally removing Xot's skull from the bumper and bringing it into a small casket.

"We need to send him off properly. You guys set up, I'll give him his last rites."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Why did you just destroy the G-Van? I get giving him a burial, but still. Alright. After this we're kitting out Sigma. What type of funeral? Viking, cremation, burial, shooting him into space? Crystalization?"