Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"I went people-hunting with her. And she called you an idiot. And a yandere."

 

[Saltarius]

"Did you even listen to her on the phone though?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"This fucking bus!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yes. She insulted you repeatedly."

 

[Saltarius]

"Yeah well...beside that."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"That was pretty much it."

 

[DotSlash]

"Salt, just give up on her and focus on not dying anymore."

 

[Saltarius]

"Well maybe if someone would DRIVE THE FUCKING BUS!"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"FUCK IT! All y'all motherfuckers aboard?" I drive away from Barstow.

 

[Saltarius]

"I think we forgot Wo-Nope. Everyone's here."

 

[DotSlash]

"Yeah, yeah." I slide into the driver's seat and turn the bus' ingnition.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Fucking automatics what's wrong with a goddamn manual? Fucking piece of shit bastarding engineers can't even put in a goddamn stereo."

 

[Saltarius]

"Just plug in an iPod you *****."

 

[DotSlash]

"....and go time." The bus lurches and slowly starts rolling out of the town.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Shut up!" I plug in my ipod. It's a little weird.

 

[Knife-28]

It's going to be a long bus ride.

 

[Saltarius]

"GEORGE R.R. MARTIN FOR LYFE!"

 

[DotSlash]

"Paddy, turn that shit off. I can't even hear it."

 

[Paddy the Second]

George R.R. Martin becomes consumed by his own rippling fat, melting into a dripping pink self satisfied mass not dissimilar to the Blob.

 

[Saltarius]

Alan Moore falls down the stairs whilst carrying his typewriter, it striking him multiple times on teh way down, spelling out 'IT DOESN'T MATTER' on the paper.