Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Wackymon]

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That's how.

 

[Saltarius]

"I'M IN A GODDAMN RV, WHERE THE HELL WOULD BE A-oh."

I press the button.

"We thought they were gone too. Apparently they found a Progenitor and started cloning more Daleks from there. They're forever genetically sterile, but the're going to kill everything in the universe as one last hurrah before they go out themselves." says Wilson as he begins to prepare his weapon, a standard Terran plasma rifle.

"What do you have here that can pierce Dalekanium?"

 

[Wackymon]

"I have no idea! But we can break their eyestalks, and we have a hat store! We could impair their vision!"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"nothing"

"what were you shocked about?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Nothing, but we got the next best thing."

A big block falls from the roof and crashes on the floor.

"No Salt! The other one! With the lines in it!"

 

[Saltarius]

"The fact that an entire fleet of those bastards is going to be here any minute!"

A crash is heard as the whole Mall rocks. Out of the bridge emerge five figures from the smoke that ensues.


The white one, presumably the leader, comes forward.

" YOU WILL SURRENDER YOUSERLVES TO THE DALEK FLEET OR BE EXTERMINATED!"

Back in the RV, I frantically press the lined button.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"we could use alan to freak them out as a distraction..."

I jump in my RV

"guys get in"

I start the engine

 

[RaNDM G]

Floor panels rise to various levels. Windows are lowered from the ceiling.

"Push them out of the windows."

 

[WafflesandBacon]

As I rest in my Humvee, my Dalek Doctor Who-fanboy sense go off. "Daleks!" I hiss, jumping into the front seat and riding toward the source.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I smash into them with RV to try to knock them out

OOC: complete new guy or returning character?

 

[Saltarius]

"WE HAVE LEARNED FROM OUR MISTAKES, HUMAN SCUM. YOU CANNOT DEFEAT THE MASTER RACE THAT EASILY."

The five Daleks activate the boosters at the bottoms of their tanks, lifting them upwards. One of them, the blue one, flies over to Wilson and places it's plunger like appendage to his face and drains it.

"THESE HUMANS ARE HEADING TO IMIR. ALERT DAVROS IMMEDIATELY. WE SHALL DEAL WITH THESE LESSER BEINGS."

Wilson's corpse falls to the ground, the plasma rifle limp at his side.

"Guys, I think we're actually screwed this time."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I jump out of my RV, grab the plasma rifle get back in and drive off

 

[Wackymon]

Diane looks at the Daleks, and throws hats over each of their eyes, and throws hammers at their stalks.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Well, shit."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

over the radio "yeah, shit"

 

[Knife-28]

I wake from my drunken coma, my Waffles-sense tingling. "Ugh, note to self, drink less." I say, stumbling out of the back of the RV. "What's going on."

 

[Saltarius]

The hats disintegrate shortly after being thrown on, but the hammers manage to knock the stalk off of the yellow Dalek and disorient the other four.

"I AM IMPAIRED! ASSITANCE NEEDED!"

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

to knife "Daleks"

"get in the other seat"

 

[Wackymon]

Diane flings two more hammers at the Daleks Plunger hand and its whisk gun, intent to break them, too.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

I begin driving back