Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Well we should be nearing the apartment. Soon. I think. Optical issues prevent me from really knowing."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I run over Salt.
"Whoops."

 

[Saltarius]

"I'm completely disinterested in your dragon related bullshit. Same with hell. Go away."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"But we never went to hell...and we should do. It would be fun."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yes, hell is obviously the best place for us to go." I agree.

 

[Saltarius]

"Count me out."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I stop the vehicle, get out, grab Salt, and throw him into the van/car/transportation.
"We're gonna go fight a fucking dragon, and you're gonna come with us."
I get into the drivers seat and start us on our path to a particularly difficult battle.

 

[Saltarius]

I jump out of the moving vehicle, not caring about the consequences.

"Fuck off."

 

[MinimanZombie]

The dragon flies overhead, and smacks Salt into a wall with it's tail.

 

[Saltarius]

I give the dragon a thumbs up and walk off back to Wacon.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"...Fine Salt, go and endure bullshit brought on by random ass hats whom we've never met. Meanwhile, me, Trilby, and the others are gonna do something productive."
I drive off.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I lie down in my bed and have a pre-dragon fight nap.

 

[Sigma Castell]

[i/]I look up and around. The Mad God is beside me, insane and eternal. A thousand twirling eyes stare out into infinity, impossibility and chance. He would end the multiverse simply by becoming aware of it. The Whisperer twists him round her finger, manipulating and plotting. The Watcher on the Threshold seeks and waits, insanity spreading from his ever move like oil across water. Together; me, Azathoth and Nyarlohthep, we sit and watch the stars tumble by.[/i]

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I wake up because it's a ***** to sleep in a moving vehicle being driven through a shopping mall, and decide to phone Sigma.
"Siggy. Where the hell are you? It's been... between a day and three months since we saw you. [small]How do you measure the passing of time in freaking space...[/small]" I mutter the last part to myself.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Hmm...You know Tox, where we're going, we don't need to know-"
I crash into the dragons foot.
"Found it."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"GAH!"
I open up a panel on my metal arm, slide my phone into it and turn on speakerphone so my hands are free. Then, I climb up the ladder and load a Dragon Fucker into the crossbow. Due to the close range, I don't bother aiming. Instead, I just pull back and fire.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"WOO!"
I throw caution to the wind and begin doing the same with hatchets, with only a few managing to come close to the dragon.

In response to the massive lance protruding from it's side, the dragon begins spreading fire like...um...like wildfire? It begins charging through many shops and walls.

 

[Sigma Castell]

[img/]http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/assets/48795/azazothts.jpg[/img]
[i/]The Outer God turns to me, and speaks.[/i]
[b/]"Siggy. Where the hell are you? It's been... between a day and three months since we saw you. How do you measure the passing of time in freaking space..."[/b]
[i/]I open my mouth, but no words come out. A silent scream emanates across the planes.[/i]

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I wait until the dragon is passing by us, then leap at the handle of the Dragon Fucker. I grab on, then use my weight to move the blade around inside the dragon's body.

 

[MinimanZombie]

The dramatic scene commences. Then the camera zooms out to reveal that to get the entire dragon into frame, we all become tiny specks, practically invisible. It's voice echos through the mall.

[HEADING=2]MAN, FUCK THIS SHIT.[/HEADING]

It incinerates us all. Again. It begins attempting to find its way out.