Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Knife-28]

I continue to fire a BB gun at Mammon, though I move so the pellets go through him and hit Salt in the shins.

 

[Saltarius]

"THE PERSON IN QUESTION'S ALREADY DEAD! AND I KILLED THEM! IT'S FAIR GAME, KNIFE!"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"You must use your own soul, no matter what."

 

[Saltarius]

"When do I like...have to give it to you? Cuz' I like mine where it is. 10 years? 20? 50?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Now."

 

[Saltarius]

"Sure. So do I just get 3 wishes or...?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Like I said before, anything your heart so de-" Mammon is interrupted by a flying cross hitting him in the head.

"Fuckin' demons." Someone in the distant says.

 

[Saltarius]

"Literally anything, whenever?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

Salt is hit with a flying cross as well, "Fuckin' idiots." The same person in the distant says.

 

[Saltarius]

"Yeah. Sure done deal. Soul's yours."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Oh for the love of-!" A large muscular black man, carrying a sack of crosses and holy water, rushes up to Salt and uppercuts him a good three feet into the air. "Fuckin' kids, selling their souls to the devil."

 

[Saltarius]

"IT'S MY CHOICE!"

 

[Knife-28]

"..."
I adjust my aim so that I'm hitting Salt in the knee's with my BB gun.

 

[RaNDM G]

Spoiler: I'm kind of waiting for someone to get on with the dragon fight.

You know... For plot. No rush though.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I finish construction of the MallMobile 3, a terrifying mesh of armoured truck and comfortable mobile living. The outside walls hold multiple Dragon Fuckers, a machine gun turret sits next to the crossbow controls and vicious spikes on the front. The inside is carpeted with velour fabric, there is a fully stocked kitchen area and feather beds for everyone.
"So, who wants to drive and who wants to shoot the dragon with a big-ass spear?" I ask the group.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Just finished the new MallMobile."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Whoo! New car!"
I dive into the drivers seat.

 

[Captain Anon]

i come out of the workshop as well carries this

and this

both with grenade launchers attached and a stinger missile launcher

 

[Paddy the Second]

My tupla barrels into Salt, knocking her to the floor. "U FOOKIN WOT M8!"

 

[Saltarius]

"...Hold that deal just a minute, Mammon."

I bring myself to my feet.

"Alright you fucking...Space ghost...coast to coast. Let's throw down."