Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

I continue constructing the giant lance, which I give the working title of 'Dragon Fucker 10000'.
"Well, I plan to mount this thing on top of the as-yet unbuilt MallMobile 3, then drive it into the dragon and skewer it."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Do we really have to? It's not doing much."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"It incinerated you not ten minutes ago."
I turn to Tox.
"You could make your own... or wander around until you come across a gun store."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well then, I guess you'll have to make a gun yourself."
I put the Dragon Fucker aside, then head into a nearby RV dealership. I drive out, through the window, in a very large motorhome.
"Anyone want to help modify this? It might be a good idea for us to have a vehicle next time we land."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, in the workshop Salt just made his ridiculous gear in." I say, as I start unpacking the piles of spare parts I salvaged from the previous MallMobiles.
Once they're all laid out, I begin to upgrade the motorhome.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I point at the workshop a few feet away.
"Right there."

 

[RaNDM G]

[sub]captcha: face the music. Ugh... Fine.[/sub]

The dragon rears its head at Salt's ridiculous gear.

It laughs. Uncontrollably.

 

[Saltarius]

"FUCK YOU! I SKINNED LIKE TWELVE OF YOUR COUSINS TO MAKE THIS!"

 

[RaNDM G]

"..."

The dragon rakes your ridiculous armor with its claws, and incinerates you with its breath.

You are dead.

 

[Knife-28]

I strap several kilograms of explosives to myself and a rather large cow, then fly it and myself into the dragons mouth on my floating air mattress.

 

[RaNDM G]

You fly into the dragon's breath as it torches Saltarius' corpse. The explosives detonate before you even reach spitting distance.

You fly through the Mall's skylight, your body assailed with broken glass and inner spring.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I throw a rock in the direction of the dragons eye.

 

[RaNDM G]

It bounces off the dragon's eye.

It blinks for a few moments... Then roars in agony and slams through a store front, charging toward the outer walls.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Uh. Yay?"
I do a slightly confused victory dance.

 

[Captain Anon]

I throw a strike marker right under the dragon and call down an air fuel bomb

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I stop working on the MallMobile 3, and watch the dragon running away.
"That works, too."
I go back to constructing a massive crossbow on top of the RV.

 

[MinimanZombie]

The airstrike fails because a)the dragon is gone and b)the marker wouldn't really work in a building. In the middle of space.
"Lets go eat some cheese or something."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Yeah I'm just waiting for some kind of trip to end. It'd better be soon. I'd help but watching you assholes fail is too much fun."

 

[Saltarius]

I respawn.

"I'm stabbing that fucker in the spine next time around."

 

[Knife-28]

"Good luck with that Salt." I say, patting him on the back then walking over to where Trilby's working an the RV.