Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[RaNDM G]

Thanks to my Quick Reflex Acquiring, I counter the scalpel blade with the katana; because the whole scene looks cool, it's shown with black bars on the top and the bottom while the entire place turns brown.

You dull the blade, ruining the only thing it has going for it. DAMAGE: -23

The blade draws back into the light.

"I think we won that one."

 

[Saltarius]

"What? Demon hunting's bloody business."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Well shit, it's only round one. Didn't you read the title card?"

You look up. ROUND 1! FIGHT! is floating above your head.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"No, it's just...you." She shakes her hands clean.

Wacon's(?) body flies into the Gates of Hell and it closes behind him. Diamond hits the steering wheel, "DANGIT!"

 

[Saltarius]

"What's wrong with me?" I say, ignoring Diamond's outburst.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"You're just so...ugh!"

 

[Saltarius]

"What's 'ugh!' mean?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"It means 'ugh'!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Diamond, translation?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"It means 'Jesus, Salt, you are being very petty right now'."

 

[Saltarius]

I rub my temples.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. This Wacon impostor's gone now, right?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"For now, anyway."

 

[Saltarius]

"So uh...victory? We all go out for ice cream?"

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Not really a victory, but who am I to rain on ice cream moments." She drives to an ice cream.

 

[Saltarius]

"So...sorry about your dad...and grandfather respectively."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I yawn, and set fire to a nearby orphanage.

 

[Knife-28]

I respawn. "Well, I guess it was only a matter of time until-SIGMA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"

 

[MinimanZombie]

I dump a bucket of water over Sigma.
"You looked pretty warm there."

 

[Captain Anon]

I blow up a wall and walk through it "sup"

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Well Folks, looks like my special guests for tonight's show have arrived"
I turn to the camera.
"Today's theme is Mediterranean, so I'll be cooking a Piesta Cusuquena. When preparing this dish, It's important to make sure you [i/]always[/i] make sure that the Tomatoes are char-grilled to [i/]juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust[/i] the right temperature, which gives them that smokey, deep aftertaste which [i/]truuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuly[/i] makes this one of [i/]the[/i] favorites from the Catalonian era." Reaching underneath the table, I bring out three chared, ruined orphan corpses.
"Here's some I prepared earlier."