Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Sigma Castell]

I fall out of Paddy's ear and land next to him.
"Well I'm already the god of several primitive planets and people can take university degrees on me at Space-Oxford."

 

[Saltarius]

I return in much more fitting clothes.

"So. Scary Monster."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I don't think mass murder is how I want to be remembered."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"How about a hairy lobster?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"We need to do something by which we will be remembered forever!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"We have. We killed a bunch of people. That just isn't good enough for you."
I look at Zombie.
"Uh... what about a hairy lobster?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Let's build a giant golden statue of Ned Stark, Aragorn, and Billy Mays."
I turn to Trilby.
"Well, that can be the scary monster."

 

[Saltarius]

"No, stupid! Scary Monster make people into dinosaurs!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Ah, of course."

 

[Saltarius]

"Have goal! Become strongest there is! Kill demons! Possibly also be most beautiful!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well, you did a bang-up job of killing the demon that took Zombie's soul."
I turn to Tox.
"For a start, we were given this ship by the Invictus police. Second, there are people on other planets to remember us. And we have heard about stuff related to earth. Like it's, presumably, a fiery wasteland. That does sort of help your point, but it just felt like a good way to tell you that."

 

[Saltarius]

"Huh? Oh. Only hunt demons that I have reason to hate. That one took Zombie's soul. Self-explanatory."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Yeah, you've got a long way to go to achieve any of those goals...Like, at least a few light years if we're to translate it into a measurable distance."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"That's it! Let's save earth!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Ha! Not looking for your approval."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, but he also really screwed you over in the divorce. I mean, I own your liver."
I turn back to Paddy.
"Jesus fucking dickbags, Paddy. We went over this before; we can't help Earth. Earth doesn't want our help."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"That might be due to the fact that you can't comprehend the English language, nor can you seem to use it very well. So, might wanna work on that first."

 

[Knife-28]

Having found a suitable amount of alcohol, I (for some reason) decide to crashvin the brithday section of the Party Supplys store.

 

[Saltarius]

"Oh Trilby! He gave me your left lung and the right to make money off of any intellectual property you associate with!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"It's not destroyed. It's just tripled in average surface temperature. And the police force didn't own this ship. It was the Aitruis corporation or some shit like that. They gave it to us because we caught Los Muertos Trío. But their station has a respawn matrix, so... they might do."
I turn back to Salt.
"Literally the only input you had on the divorce papers was your signature. I wrote the whole thing up, with the lawyer helping me make it all legal and shit."