Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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You obliterate the altar. Your amulet spasms violently in response. The face changes shape, shining with a flashing light that hurts your eyes.
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I open my eyes.
I'm flat on my back. My head is pounding.
"I think I blacked out for a few minutes, there..." I groan as I sit up.
I look around. Everything is normal. Well, normal for an infinitely expanding shopping centre, inhabited by mythological creatures, famous actors and immortal psychopaths, which is hurtling through space.
"Dammit, the drugs wore off."
I stand up, stretch, and follow Tox because I have nothing better to do.
As I go, the headache gets worse. I reach into my pocket, and pull out a small bottle of pills. The label warns me not to take more than two every four hours, and not to consume them with alcohol. I pour the entire contents of the bottle down my throat, then wash them down with a few swigs of whisky.
"Let's go kill a dragon, I guess."
I'm flat on my back. My head is pounding.
"I think I blacked out for a few minutes, there..." I groan as I sit up.
I look around. Everything is normal. Well, normal for an infinitely expanding shopping centre, inhabited by mythological creatures, famous actors and immortal psychopaths, which is hurtling through space.
"Dammit, the drugs wore off."
I stand up, stretch, and follow Tox because I have nothing better to do.
As I go, the headache gets worse. I reach into my pocket, and pull out a small bottle of pills. The label warns me not to take more than two every four hours, and not to consume them with alcohol. I pour the entire contents of the bottle down my throat, then wash them down with a few swigs of whisky.
"Let's go kill a dragon, I guess."
"Of course. There's absolutely no way for us to fuck up a dragon fight!" I say, still drinking whisky and downing what I assume to be painkillers.
"Yes, except for all of those ways. Those were ways we fucked up."
I nod in agreement with Tox.
"That too. In fact, we could probably just Zerg the bastarding thing."
I nod in agreement with Tox.
"That too. In fact, we could probably just Zerg the bastarding thing."
I pull out a grenade launcher and starts loading the rounds in while happily humming "good thing I've got all these explosives in my inventory" i say as i make sure the C4 is ok
"Yes, Salt. You do that. Have fun."
I head into a nearby Dark Souls store and grab
"Let's do this thing." I say, dragging the sword behind me.
I head into a nearby Dark Souls store and grab
A massive wall of fire speeds towards us, once again.
"...So tell me again how we're supposed to kill it?"
"...So tell me again how we're supposed to kill it?"
I roll aside, dodging the fire.
"We either wait for it to land, then beat the shit out of it, or we find a big-ass gun to shoot it down with."
"We either wait for it to land, then beat the shit out of it, or we find a big-ass gun to shoot it down with."
i fire two grenades at the dragon "well i got a turret i could throw out, it's quite fire resistance" i say to trilby
The dragon pays no attention to the grenades, as they barely scratch it's scales. It then whacks Woon into a pillar with it's tail.