Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

OOC: I recommend joining us, because you aren't going to survive attacking us, ice cream death machine or no.

 

[Ninjamedic]

OOC: I'll be gone for a while, just say I'm my safe house or something.

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com drives around, and looks for a Golf cart. He finds an old golf cart, and attaches an absurd amount of weapons to it, including fish hooks, flaming ball flingers, coin machine guns, a duct tape cannon, potato guns with forks shoved into the potato, a PVC shotgun, a Jembe, a Didgeridoo, and a horn. He begins riding around the mall on his new golf cart, waiting to find something to fix.

 

[Saltarius]

I additionally find a toy store, to which I rush inside and grab a large water pistol, filling it with some gas I borrowed from the car dealership. I then take out a lighter and attach it to the front of the barrel.

FLAMETHROWER FUN TIME ANYONE?

 

[Wackymon]

Doctor Com begins making an absurd array of wepons that he places in the trunk, including a flamethrower, and everything else everyone made. He drives around, carrying the trunk full of weapons..

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Wait, I just got an idea. Instead of just one of my weapons being posioned, why don't I make all of them?" I add the same poison on my tomahawk, to my other axe, and machetes. "Introducing...The Zombification"

 

[Zepherus14]

I respawn and look over at the Cooper wreck. "Man that thing was pretty cool for the few seconds I got in it..."

I run off afterwards and go to the grocery store to grab some potatoes, and then head to the hardware store for the rest of the materials I needed for my potato cannon.

"As highly impractical as this weapon is, always have to making it at least once in these."

 

[Saltarius]

"I'm noticing a trend that the four of us all seem to out-do each other with badass weaponry. All the more encouragement for us to work together."

I give him the Blade of Saltarius and motion for his container of poison and make a small pouring gesture.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Got it." I pour the poison onto the blade, and hand it back to Salt. "Just be careful not to cut yourself. I'm pretty sure the stuff is deadly."

 

[Saltarius]

I shake my gauntlet covered fists, to give him a hint of my protection measures.

"Everybody else has a badass vehicle. I say we make our own. What if we make the A-Team's van with what we've got?"

"WE'LL CALL OURSELVES THE G-TEAM."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Oh right, the gauntlets. So I guess we'd better get working on the G-Van?"

 

[Saltarius]

"We need to find something big, and metallic, and strong enough to..."

I spy a carousel for kids, the kind you pop 25 cents in for a minute maybe of plastic pony riding.

"I think we've found our building material."

I start slicing and dicing the carousel to small-ish pieces and begin welding them together with my gauntlets.

"Now all we need are some tires and a steering wheel."

 

[Zepherus14]

I hear some yelling from a couple floors below. I shrug and continue to finish my spud gun.

Once finished I grab a hockey bag strap and connect it to the spud gun.

I then look over the edge of the walkway with a mirror to see who was talking before.

 

[Saltarius]

I see Zeph spying down upon us and make a quick 'just passin' through gesture'. I then show him, in succession, the Blade of Saltarius, my home-made flamethrower, the new- G-Van, and everything else my partners have.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Hold on, I saw a crashed cooper a while back. Infact it nearly crashed into me." I run bac and get the rest of the parts we need. "Here they are! Wait don't we need an engine of some sorts?"

 

[Saltarius]

I take out some pocket change I had and ask the rest of the party for other small metal objects. I melt them into a makeshift engine and pour the gasoline in my flamethrower for fuel.

The G-Van is go.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I hop into the van, to inspect the insides. "I reckon we could furnish this a bit." I say to Salt.

 

[Avalanche91]

Avalanche the mallcop, father of 4 children and only 2 days away from retirement died in the third explosion.

 

[Saltarius]

I rush over to the furniture store and start taking just about every comfy chair that isn't nailed to the floor and come back to the van, welding them in.

I also use a plate for a steering wheel, because necessity is the mother of bullshit DIY work.

"Now, we need to start armoring this biznatch."

 

[Zepherus14]

I get up after seeing all the stuff the G-men had. Looking back at my spud gun. I'm going to need a bigger gun..."

'I wonder if they'll simply attack me on sight? Other than using Grim as a meat shield to protect myself against his own attack, I haven't stepped on too many toes have I?'

"Ah well... We'll see how things turn out I guess. Let's get some apples." As I go off in search for a grocery store, a blender, and an apple corer.