Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Anti-American Eagle]

I hear the noise and head towards it

 

[Wackymon]

twelve wardrobes begin to roll up to Salt, flamethrows on their head.
"Until you all shared its magic with me!"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I see the chaos, and blood, and fire flowing out of the doorway and wait for someone to walk out...

 

[Saltarius]

"Big adventures..." I mutter as I slice through the wardrobes and get back into the main area of the mall.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Tons of fun!" I phase shift into the security room.

 

[Wackymon]

In the security room, there is a mailbox.
The dresses that Salts cuts explodes.

"A beautiful heart!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Faithful and...strong!"

The blast sends me into a burning liqour store, which I lumber out of.

"Paddy! There's something with my s-suit..."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Faithful and strong!" I leap away from the explosions. "Oh damnit Salt. What's wrong, you need some technomaging?"

((Also BRB, eating pizza.))

 

[Saltarius]

"No, there's...fuck...there's something in the s-suit! I think it's the...previous owner. Can you do exorcisms?"

 

[Wackymon]

"Sharing kindness!"
Three makeshift flamethrower weilding RC helicopters fly to Salt.

 

[Saltarius]

"Diane! This is time for y-your bullshit pranks!"

Writhing black energy comes out of the katana as my body moves on it's own, dispatching the RC's before they can do anything.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"Hey Diane, hows it going"

I sit down as I watch this unfold

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Yeah I do exorcisms. Looks like you got some kinda demon in your sword too. If you can't control it it's an obvious sign of your weak will." I retrieve a Chinese exorcism sword and commence the ritual, the writhing energy throwing me away before I can complete it. "Yeah we got some serious shit here."

 

[Saltarius]

"You dumbass! This is a japanese set of armor! Katana? Feudal-Era armor?" I'm interrupted as my body convulses.

"Hurry up dammit! And I'm not w-weak willed!"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Well if I can simultaneously bend the Mushi, the Darkness and reality itself to my will while constantly high I would have thought you could control one suit but nooo. OK. Let's Ginko this shit." I retrieve one of the brown hand rolled cigarettes from my pocket and light it, I exhale a cloud of smoke which wraps around Salt and restricts the armour's movements. "OK spirit, time for you to get out." I open the seemingly empty glass jar. The armour peels off Salt and rebuilds itself, holding the sword in hands that are no longer here. "if I was three I would think you were creepy as shit. But now I think it's fucking awesome. I flick the exorcism sword and prepare to duel.

 

[Saltarius]

The suit spreads black wings as a sword of pure electricity forms.

"Since when the fuck do demons inhabit antique sets of armor?" I ask as I get up to fight.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Jesus dude you have a lot to learn." I parry a blow from the spirit and dodge behind it.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Yells "Almost Always"

 

[Saltarius]

The figure suddenly freezes before lifting off it's helmet to reveal nothing there. It sheds the armor, forming into a birdlike creature of pure blackness. It flies off to parts of the mall unknown, yet not before implantinga message in Paddy's mind.

Keep your ally alive for me. If he dies, you shall feel the full wrath of the Tengu.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Salt apparently if you die I'm fucked. I'm pretty close to killing you myself to find out what will happen."