Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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The whiskey turns green as you drink it...
It tastes bitter... a minute later you begin to feel giddy... a minute after that you begin to hallucinate fairies flying around the room... another minute after that, it begins to snow outside and the bar is on fire... of course only you can see this
It tastes bitter... a minute later you begin to feel giddy... a minute after that you begin to hallucinate fairies flying around the room... another minute after that, it begins to snow outside and the bar is on fire... of course only you can see this
"Diane, how many times do I have to smack you upside the head for this to stop? You know what? Screw it, I do what I want."
I light a joint and starts throwing half-used heroin needles everywhere.
DERSE
Salt Noir observed her in the window. God how he hated her. The way she walked, how fugly she was, and most of all how huge a ***** she happened to be. It appeared she knew about Noir as she cut through the window and into his chambers. One writhing tentacle reached for his uniform, she asked why he wasn't wearing it. He merely bit his tongue and snarled at her. She forced him into a menagerie of humiliated outfits. Enough was enough. He draw a small knife against her. Yet she drew her own, much larger weapon. It was a hopeless fight for him, it seemed. Yet then he opened the package he acquired earlier. Her eyes grew larger in surprise.
Within seconds, the Black Queen was destroyed, and Salt Noir was the receiver of the spoils. He grasped the ring in his hand before putting it on, inciting his own monstrous transformation.
I light a joint and starts throwing half-used heroin needles everywhere.
DERSE
Salt Noir observed her in the window. God how he hated her. The way she walked, how fugly she was, and most of all how huge a ***** she happened to be. It appeared she knew about Noir as she cut through the window and into his chambers. One writhing tentacle reached for his uniform, she asked why he wasn't wearing it. He merely bit his tongue and snarled at her. She forced him into a menagerie of humiliated outfits. Enough was enough. He draw a small knife against her. Yet she drew her own, much larger weapon. It was a hopeless fight for him, it seemed. Yet then he opened the package he acquired earlier. Her eyes grew larger in surprise.
Within seconds, the Black Queen was destroyed, and Salt Noir was the receiver of the spoils. He grasped the ring in his hand before putting it on, inciting his own monstrous transformation.