Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Well...Trilby, you know people who enjoy certain...kicks in life don't you? Perhaps we could set up some sort of dealing system later?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"..."
"Are... are you asking me to become a prostitute?"

 

[Saltarius]

"I'M ASKING YOU TO DISTRIBUTE METHAMPHETAMINE!"

"I mean uh...I'm asking you to distribute methamphetamine."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Oh. I'd... I'd much prefer the other thing..." I cough awkwardly. "I have to go."
I quickly back away from Salt.

 

[Saltarius]

"But...BUT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TUCO!"

 

[Knife-28]

"So, what's happening Salt?" I ask after sneaking up behind him.

 

[Saltarius]

I jump in surprise, dropping a few more flasks.

"Aw fuck. Hey Ha-I mean Knife. Just trying to uh...set up a lab."

 

[Knife-28]

"What kind of lab?" I ask, picking up one of the flasks.

 

[Saltarius]

"Oh...chemistry."

 

[Knife-28]

"Oh? What are you making?"

 

[Saltarius]

"...Crystal meth."

 

[RaNDM G]

I barge into the conversation, still afflicted with tendril arm syndrome.

 

[Knife-28]

"..."
I facepalm.
"God damn it Salt."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Hey Salt."

 

[Saltarius]

"Fuck off man, it's my life.

 

[Knife-28]

"You know, I could go on some long overblown spiel how it's bad for you and it's illegal ect, but I know your not going to listen either way." I say, before knocking all the equipment out of Salt's hands and walking away.

 

[Saltarius]

"I WASN'T GOING TO DO ANY OF IT! JUST SELL IT!"

"Oh. Hey Ran. So what new developments are underway for the ol' Fight?"

 

[RaNDM G]

I kick Salt in the groin.

"OCTOPUSSY, *****!"

[HEADING=1]ACT 7: ACT 4: GET ON WITH IT![/HEADING]

You successfully abscond from Megrel police, leaving RaN to fix your rides in a garage. You sneak up on Fortress Armament, the storage facility where the door is held.

You really hope that cock kicker's info was right.

Now what?

 

[Knife-28]

[sup][sup]3x edit combo![/sup][/sup]

"Alright, let's get in there I guess." I say, looking for a stealthy entry point.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I bring up blueprints of the building and look for external air vents.