Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[WafflesandBacon]

"Don't be a Shinji, Tox." I say as I do a backspin on the cardboard.

 

[RaNDM G]

The surgeon accepts your challenge.​

"Wait, what?"​

 

[Saltarius]

"Fuck dancing. We need a power ballad."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"RaN! Tox! Let's do it!"

 

[RaNDM G]

"..."​

 

[Saltarius]

"...I AM GOING TO SHIT ON YOUR FUCKING SOUL FOR LEAVING ME OUT OF ANOTHER REFERENCE!"

I tackle Waffles, beating the shit out of him again.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

I uppercut Salt and kick him in the gut, "You're weak!"

 

[Saltarius]

"...Well, yeah."

 

[RaNDM G]

The surgeon's eyes melt from his sockets. He quickly pops in a new set of eyes, but they cannot unsee what has been seen.​

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, you're weak emotiona...physica...menta..."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Intellectually?"

 

[Saltarius]

"...Am I really any better than him in that area, though?"

 

[Clade-170]

"Yo, whats with all the dancing" I say out of the blue laughing.

 

[Knife-28]

"Honestly I have no idea." I say, "I have even less idea how the fuck this is working though."

 

[RaNDM G]

"...Am I really any better than him in that area, though?"

"... No."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well, you see, Clade... we deal with problems by doing the most retarded thing possible, then stick with it until it works. Don't question it."

 

[Paddy the Second]

A tulpa cuts out Trilby's tongue. "I won't have that kind of hateful language in here Tril."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I topple over into a pool of tongue blood, then respawn.
"Uh... okay..."

 

[Clade-170]

I look around and shrug, "So whats our next move".

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"I guess we should deal with the blood. Then fix the ship. Then go to that buttsex planet."