Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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*Coughs* Fucking dickbag... *Notices how Trilby rolls into pool filled with sharks* Oh fuck. Oh look! *Finds first aid kit, and after healing self, limps away*
Preempting visitors to the sports store I leap out, upon spying the injured Zombie I ram two fencing sabres through his chest and hit him square in the face with the baseball bat.
Lucky for me, I end up going in a circle and avoid the shark pool.
I get up and stagger into a kilt shop.
I get up and stagger into a kilt shop.
I notice Paddy running towards me, maybe he wishes to be allies. "Let's join for-" Stab. Whack. I stare at the ceiling as I'm beaten. I think I managed to give him a gash, but that doesn't matter. My vision fades as- Why the fuck am I in a boiler room? I notice I've kept my weapons and even regained my poisoned tomahawk. I sit in the hot room, contemplating my situation, waiting for someone to come and taste the cold metal of my blades.
I look down at the huge gash on my chest.
"That ************." To avoid being preyed on by lesser opponents I commit seppuku and wake up in a sweet shop. A sabre is till in my hand and the baseball bat clamped between my teeth. I start to eat everything I can lay my hands on.
"That ************." To avoid being preyed on by lesser opponents I commit seppuku and wake up in a sweet shop. A sabre is till in my hand and the baseball bat clamped between my teeth. I start to eat everything I can lay my hands on.
A disk slides under the door. I look and see that it's Mass Effect 3. "Fuck yeah, got a free game!" I exclaim. I sneak into the game shop, barricade myself in, and play it for a while.
I kick my way into the video game shop, wearing a nice kilt. And nothing else.
"IS THAT ME3!? AWESOME!" I say.
I watch Zombie play ME3 for a bit, then slit his throat with a sgian dubh.
"IS THAT ME3!? AWESOME!" I say.
I watch Zombie play ME3 for a bit, then slit his throat with a sgian dubh.
As the knife hits my throat, I remember about that surgery I had, to prevent damage to the neck. "Fuck you Trilby!" I say, as I kick him in the balls, and smash his head through a TV screen. I then proceed to stab him multiple times in varying regions of the body.
I look at Zombie, too drunk to realise I'm almost dead.
I then die.
I respawn in a bakery, and stock up on the deadliest item in the shop.
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Stale bread.
I then die.
I respawn in a bakery, and stock up on the deadliest item in the shop.
...
Stale bread.
I laugh from behind Grim. "This". I giggle as I decapitate Grim, and as a result am doused, in his blood. It's a wonder how Kinects allow you to portray holograms (With hacks of course). I leave the store and search for food.
I throw a loaf of stale bread at Zombie, then run past him as fast as only someone with the freedom of a kilt can.
I continue to hide in the shelves, and notice that the fighting has started to make it's way towards my trap. Grim impales Mini and stops on the aisle where the trap beins, Cookies steps onto two sponges as the inertia carries him farther onto the slippery ground. He falls and slams face first into the soap and bleach, getting it in his eyes, nose and mouth.
I begin to wonder why I sense the throwing of bread in the air. Then it hit me. I begin to wonder where I saw that kilt wearing maniac before, but I think nothing of it. Instead I remember my Scottish heritage and as a result, decide to paint my face white and blue.
Spluttering and blinded, I attempt to drag myself to my feet, only to fall again on another sponge.
I jump down from the shelves, screaming all the way down with a gallon jug of bleach in one hand and my trusty mop in the other.
I hear and feel the bones crack as I land and begin to laugh as I pummel Cookie's head simultaneously with the bleach and mop a few times before pushing off with the mop, still on top of his body and make it to the edge of the trap.
I hear and feel the bones crack as I land and begin to laugh as I pummel Cookie's head simultaneously with the bleach and mop a few times before pushing off with the mop, still on top of his body and make it to the edge of the trap.