Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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[OOC: Oh yeah, your sword... Paddy kind of sort of broke it and made it into a flaming pimpsword. Yeah...]
Back at the circle, with a little welding prowess and encouragement, I manage to make a dual-cupholder for the van. Unimpressive, I know, but we need something to hold our drinks, dammit.
"I think our best plan of action is to secure as much land in this mall for ourselves."
"Perhaps if we had someone good at programming we could craft some auotmated spud-turrets or whatever convinient ammo we find."
"I think our best plan of action is to secure as much land in this mall for ourselves."
"Perhaps if we had someone good at programming we could craft some auotmated spud-turrets or whatever convinient ammo we find."
"Programming huh?" I think about how pissed off Eric is gonna be with Paddy. Yeah... "I'll give it a try." I say. "Maybe you could set up some walls?"
"I have a plan to not make sword guy pissed at me. Don't tell him I broke his fucking sword in two to craft an ultra weapon! also nice work on the van, sorry I had one of my narcolepsy episodes."
After driving aimlessly through the mall, I finally find Salt and Zombie working together. I drive up to them, and asked "Mind if join your little group? We could use the ATV to gather stuff too big for us to carry, and my flaming chainsaws can be put on the side of the van.
While I try and hook up the turret, I notice Paddy is awake. "Hey Pad, you any good with programming?"
I also notice Grim. "I don't mind if you join."
I also notice Grim. "I don't mind if you join."
"The last time I tried to program something it caught fire. Not the computer. Just the program. Also who has apples, I fucking love apples" I demonstrate this by eating three.
"Oh. I guess we needed better ammo anyway." I finally finish setting the turret up and beckon Salt over to weld the chainsaws on, so I can hook those up.
"Oh Christ did we need these? I'm so sorry." I spew through chunks of my sixth apple. I find a large elastic belt and gaffer tape it to the top of the G-Van. "Molotov catapult."
I weld the chainsaws onto the sides, kind like a better version the Slicecycle from Dead Rising 2. "Given we're now the G-Team, I say we assign roles. I call being Hannibal."
I hop into to take shotgun so we can find some more (and more importantly, better) ammo for the turrets.
I hop into to take shotgun so we can find some more (and more importantly, better) ammo for the turrets.
"Murdoch!"
I jump up top and sit behind the catapult, Pimpbastard in a specially made sheath at my side and a Molotov in hand.
I jump up top and sit behind the catapult, Pimpbastard in a specially made sheath at my side and a Molotov in hand.
I spark my gauntlets and grab my blade, yelling for somebody to take the minigun as I hop out and rush Draven. I push him into the circle of death and plant my electrified blade into it, shocking him and killing him instantly.
"We've gotta move. And now."
I pop a cigar in my mouth and get the driver's seat, ready to move.
"We've gotta move. And now."
I pop a cigar in my mouth and get the driver's seat, ready to move.
"Nice jump kid but I have no idea wht you're talking about". I grab Pimpbastard's handle and put my thumb on the switch for the current.
He dies before I need to move. "Good work, I owe you one."
He dies before I need to move. "Good work, I owe you one."