Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, I guess."

 

[Saltarius]

"...Nobody loves me."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I doubt anyone loves any of us. We're terrible people."

 

[Saltarius]

"I think the fact that we can't find that in each other more disturbing."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Perhaps."

 

[Saltarius]

"I mean, if we don't like us, who the fuck will?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I dunno. Hybristophiles? People we kidnap who later develop Stockholm Syndrome? People we pay to like us?"

 

[Saltarius]

"All very disturbing options."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"The other option is attempting to become better people, but that just sounds boring."

 

[Saltarius]

"I tried. It was awful."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah... so, we're kind of fucked. Not that I ever really cared."

 

[Saltarius]

"...I care."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well... uh... good for you?"

 

[Knife-28]

Knife idly rubs the duo of gold bands on his robotic finger. "Yea, my professional opinion? You're a fuckwit of the highest degree."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I shoot Knife in the face.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife respawns. "And you have trouble dealing with criticism."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Fuck you, I deal with criticism easily."
I grab Knife's face and smash it through a wall.

 

[Knife-28]

"I beg to differ." Knife says, respawning.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"People like me. Don't they?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"They like you in the same way that they like George Lucas. That is to say, they don't."