Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"I'm not reading, though."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I accidentally drill a completely pointless hole in Knife's pelvis.
"What the shit, Zombie?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"So you want me to come and kill you right now? Can it wait till I kill these two?"

 

[Saltarius]

"No, because this is delicate work I'm doing."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Are you trying to make Sister a present?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Uh...no. I was trying to make some not shitty armor. I doubt she's that into armor."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Right. Sure you are." I slam the hammer into Woon's skull.

 

[Saltarius]

"I decided I've deviated too far from my roots as team engineer."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Good. I missed your shitty inventions."

 

[Saltarius]

"You seemed to enjoy them while they lasted. And before Tony Stark tried to kill us."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Well, it was good having a faint promise that we were protected."

 

[Saltarius]

"Indeed."

I continue hammering away.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"By the way, anybody want a free leg? Only slightly used."

 

[Saltarius]

"I could use something to tell that these greaves fit."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I toss Salt Knife's old leg, then start adjusting Knife's new leg.

 

[Saltarius]

I fit the leg to the armor.

"Well, good news Knife. These greaves fit you. I'll make sure to make an extra copy for your other leg."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Or you could give him that one, seeing as he now has a metal leg."

 

[MinimanZombie]

After bashing Woons head in, I slam the hammer into Pilot Knifes chest.

 

[Saltarius]

"True. Then again, I decide what to do with my armor."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I'm just gonna... gonna shut this door now."
I shut the workshop door and lock it on the inside.