Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

I phone Diamond.

"Hey? It's me. I'm sort of going to need to call in a favor."

 

[Knife-28]

I facepalm and sigh in annoyance. "Augh, fine. Salt," I point to the 'Pretty Princess Emporium' "Find...augh...find a dress."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Yeah, what's up?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Fuck off Knife, I'm getting professional help! Sorry about that, anyways, there's sort of a dragon. And Knife was like 'Hey, let's bait it the uh...traditional way if you catch my drift, I volunteered and...here we are."

 

[RaNDM G]

I hop on a magma rock, turn around and

HEAVY MACHINE GUN

the wall. The momentum carries me across the lake.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Fucking wonderful. So is this the arena or something."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I follow the others across the magma.
"Who the hell designed this fucking Mall?" I ask when I see the concert hall.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Ah...Um...Did you go to the 'Pretty Princess Emporium'?"

 

[Saltarius]

"...I'm not trusting Knife or Sister's professional opinion."

 

[Knife-28]

"You're implying I have any professional opinion on the matter."

 

[RaNDM G]

"The French, Trilby."

 

[Saltarius]

"How would I know you wouldn't fuck up and make me look terrible? No self-respecting dragon kidnaps the fugly princesses!"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Then trust my professional opinion. Go to the Pretty Pink Emporium and go to the L-P aisle."

 

[Saltarius]

"Hun. Blind. Sorry to be a bother, but it'd be best if you came down."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Huh. Never would have guessed."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Whatever. So why are we here anyway?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Sure, but you owe me dinner." The call ends and almost instantly, a minivan screeches up next to the PPE. "Alright, let's do this!" She grabs Salt by the arm and leads him through the store.

 

[Saltarius]

"I'm getting the feeling that a Dangan Ronpa related plug is going to occur soon."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Dang-who now?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Shotgun Diplomacy. It's a game."