Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Huh. Well shit."

I throw Trilby at the wasp.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Before Salt can grab hold of me, I punch him in the face.
"I think we've already established that throwing people at the giant wasp is ineffective."

 

[Saltarius]

"...We could just go back up, get some aerosol cans, and make some shitty flamethrowers."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Or, y'know..."
I pull out the flare gun I haven't used since the ridiculously large fire it caused on Invictus and shoot the wasp with it.
"We could use non-shitty fire-based weapons."

 

[Saltarius]

"Y'know, I've been wondering, where the hell do we all keep our weapons?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

The wasp stops firing darts and lands. A rumbling can be felt beneath our feet. The floor begins to crack.
"So uh...Should we attack it or..."

 

[Saltarius]

"No seriously, this is a pressing concern."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Well, we just sorta...have them...in backpacks and stuff..."

 

[Saltarius]

"I don't have one. I don't recall Paddy having one."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Uh...Our pockets...Pretty sure they're limitless containers..."

 

[Saltarius]

"Mine aren't, dude."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I assume it involves hammerspace or an RPG-style inventory system in some way. Or, like many things in the Mall, it falls under the heading of 'don't question it'." I reply to Salt.
When the ground starts cracking, I turn to Zombie.
"If you want to."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Okay, ATTACK-" The floor collapses completely, dropping us to the next level.
"Shit."

 

[Saltarius]

"You know, I don't think we were anywhere close to all the levels last time we came down here. Probably because Christopher Walken tp'd us down."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Yeah. Where is that douche anyway?"
The wasp's head turns into Christopher Walken's face.
"Oh."

 

[Saltarius]

"What? What happened?"

The buzzing of the wasp becomes stuttered and broken.

"...Fuck."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Let's just pretend this was a gravity-based tactical advance to bypass all the annoying things we'd probably have to face up there." I say as I put on a gas mask due to all the crap that's now floating in the air.
"What's so bad about Christopher Walken?"

 

[Saltarius]

"He's just...weird. I mean why the fuck would Christopher Walken be down in the sub-basements and have the ability to alter slash transport through them as he pleases?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Why the fuck would anybody build an infinitely expanding Mall-slash-spaceship, fill it with pretty much anything you can conceive of, make the people who reside in it effectively immortal and then let US use it? Hell, who would build an infinitely expanding Mall-slash-spaceship in the first place? Seriously, don't question anything that goes on in this place."

 

[Saltarius]

"There's a line Trilby. A fine fucking line."