Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Sigma Castell]

Combat mode/minimal function activated
/Target priority detected
/Combat diagnostic complete
.....
/Arming{shock_pulse}
/Arming{Maser/:Narrow_spread}
/Arming{Microwarhead_missiles}
.....
/Fire
/Fire
/Fire

__________________________
A pulse of neon blue arcs out from my body, sending crackling bolts of electricity across the floor and snapping the table into two flaming pieces. Half a second later, a red beam flashes out from my wrist, flickering across the room, stitching smoking holes across the floor. There is a hiss, and several small missiles are launched from my shoulder, trailing tiny contrails as they explode across the far wall. I turn, and run.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"FUCKING KNEW IT!"
I chase after Sigma and phone Trilby on my headset.
"Dude! I was right! He is like the terminator! But mixed with Iron man."
I tackle Sigma.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I press down the intercom button.
"Okay, I just heard a very explode-y sound. Was that up there, or have the shitty-ass cables on this lift broken again?"
I answer the call on my arm.
"Thank god. I thought I was in danger for a minute, there."

 

[Sigma Castell]

/Hostile in pursuit
/Calculating response...
/Executing maneuver_4//Rbh6
/Arming Melee{sword}
.....
/Execute

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I twist as Zombie flies towards me. With a snik, a blade slides out of my wrist, and I neatly bisect Zombie. Rolling over my side, I jump to my feet and continue running.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I slide along the floor, my entrails generously falling out.
[small]"...Oh."[/small]
I respawn in the lift with Trilby.
"We're fucked. Like, super fucked."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"We're immortal, Zombie."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"We're immortal as long as we have the respawn matrix. All it takes is a stray missile or a hacking attempt or some bullshit, and we will be gone."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Good point."
The lift doors open, and I step out, only to find that, due to the numerous crashes, there's now a small drop.
"Ow. Fuck."
I stand up and sigh as my legs get damp due to the water and cola-slime on the floor.

 

[Paddy the Second]

A tulpa appears directly in Sigma's path and punches him the face.

 

[Sigma Castell]

/Hostile mental projection detected
/Facial damage//:minor
/Arming{Atomic laser}
/Fire
/Activating{flip tether}
/Anchoring...
/Anchor successful

__________________________
A brilliant green beam lances out towards the tulpa. At the same time, gravity flips for me, and I fall, down for me, forward for everyone else.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I walk over to the respawn matrix access computer, and start poking around inside Sigma's files.

 

[Paddy the Second]

The beam passes straight through it harmlessly. "I told you I wouldn't mind if you tried to kill me."

 

[Knife-28]

Knife walks out of a nearby store to see Sigma fall upwards to the roof. Sighing, he puts a finger to his ear and speaks into his radio. "Ok, what I miss?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well, basically, Sigma is the terminator or something. Zombie and I are down at the respawn matrix computer, to try and fix Sigma. Also, most of the ship seems to be on fire and I'm regretting not wearing trousers."

 

[RaNDM G]

"I didn't see a culturally ambiguous temple but my friends mentioned blowing one up. And these glitches look familiar. If this is anything like Space Funeral then one superpowerful being has gone to the most significant geographical location on this planet and hijacked reality."

"Well, that's lovely."

You watch as the town under the Castellan's protection is torn asunder by the graphic errors. The tavern in the shadow of the castle fragments, the walls splitting cleanly in two. The roof collapses on the drunken rabble. A cathedral on the far side of town fragments and separates into two, the parishioners on the upper floors falling to their deaths. Everywhere, townsfolk flock to the streets, falling on their knees, their heads touching the ground as they pray to their ambiguous God.

"We must hurry. This world does not have long."

The Castellan leads you away, down a winding staircase illuminated by candlelight.

"Many years ago, my forebears cast an incantation on this castle. It will keep whatever force is at work at bay, but not for long. I do not need to explain to you the importance of keeping a backdoor."

Your find yourself in the castle crypt.

What now?

[sub][sub](noirlac)[/sub][/sub]

 

[Paddy the Second]

"So uh, what's in the barrels?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Ah, there's the ticket."

The Castellan walks up to a barrel, one different from the others, stained dark from time and the age of spirits. He pulls on the tap, twisting the nozzle and swinging the trap door back. A door reinforced with iron lies in the back.

"You are the only other person who knows of this. Should we ever need a way back, this is our way in. Now come on. No time to dawdle about!"

The Castellan pushes the door, but jolts back as if shocked by lightning.

[sub][sub](noirlac)[/sub][/sub]

"Oh bugger."

Strong steel chains on the other side bar the door from opening, throwing a tap in your escape plan. The look on his face changes from impatience to disgust.

Now what?

 

[Captain Anon]

nearby Sigma a door suddenly blows up and I step out of kicked up dust wearing a metal breastplate covering my torso, dark brown jeans, brown boots, a black duster and two pistol holsters, as I now carry two revolvers. I accessorized myself with a wide brimmed hat, two bandoliers and a pair of fingerless gloves "ah home sweet home! hey Sigma how's things?" I said walking over to him

 

[Paddy the Second]

I fire up my gauntlets and karate chop the chains.

 

[Sigma Castell]

//:Uknown detected
/Mission parameters unspecified
"Identify"