Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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"Don't worry, it's a machine of ym design, so obviously I can defeat it with just a thought."
Tox's mom.
The machine explodes ina ball of flame, the scrap metal bursting through the windows due to the force of the blast.
"Now then, let's see just who the hell made you for real."
"Hold yerself right there ye bastard."
A man wielding a particularly advanced sniper rifle on a rooftop twenty or so feet away glares intently at me.
"Knew it. Had to be you."
Tox's mom.
The machine explodes ina ball of flame, the scrap metal bursting through the windows due to the force of the blast.
"Now then, let's see just who the hell made you for real."
"Hold yerself right there ye bastard."
A man wielding a particularly advanced sniper rifle on a rooftop twenty or so feet away glares intently at me.
"Knew it. Had to be you."
"You? You're just crazy. But this bastard-" He motions to me.
"This bastard caused the hell that is earth now. Earth 2099. Or, in a cosmic way, Earth Prime."
He pops in a fresh round and trains the scope on me.
"Now I'll have to kill you dad. Before any of that happens."
"This bastard caused the hell that is earth now. Earth 2099. Or, in a cosmic way, Earth Prime."
He pops in a fresh round and trains the scope on me.
"Now I'll have to kill you dad. Before any of that happens."
He catches the arrow and examines it before tossing it back to Diane.
"You can do that later. Right after I kill him."
"Wait! Wait! I have a son!?"
He answers with a sniper bullet very close to my forehead.
I whip out my own revolver in retaliation.
"Don't make me do this."
"You can do that later. Right after I kill him."
"Wait! Wait! I have a son!?"
He answers with a sniper bullet very close to my forehead.
I whip out my own revolver in retaliation.
"Don't make me do this."
The man trains his rifle again on me. He doesn't get the chance to make the shot. A similar robotic being to before appears behind him and grabs him.
"TEMPORAL ANOMALY. SUBJECT:JACK PEPPERS OF EARTH PRIME. KNOWN RESISTANCE LEADER AGAINST LORD ANTHONY STARK. TERMINATE WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE.
The being and the man are gone within a flash of light.
"I-I...I need some time alone."
"TEMPORAL ANOMALY. SUBJECT:JACK PEPPERS OF EARTH PRIME. KNOWN RESISTANCE LEADER AGAINST LORD ANTHONY STARK. TERMINATE WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE.
The being and the man are gone within a flash of light.
"I-I...I need some time alone."
Me and Efink walk a while, he asks about The Mall and I tell him the confusing events that unfolded. He chuckles at this, and shakes his head in disbelief.
"Ah, it hasn't changed a bit." He mutters, before hooking a sharp right into an allyway.
"So, where are we going exatly?" I ask, following him as he enters through a door hidden in a dark alcolve at the end of the alley.
Efink dosn't answer I follow him inside, the dark dank alley giving way to well lit living room. Couches and chairs are placed around a low table covered in maps and papers, and placed in the center of the room.
"Rebas! You here?" Efink calls out, hanging his black jacket on a coat rack tucked into one corner of the room.
From one of the other rooms a clatter of metal sound, and a man pokes his head out of one of the twin doors at the end on the room. "Ah, your back." Rebas stops, and looks over at me, "Who's this?"
"Rebas, this is Knife, Knife, this is Rebas, my brother. Well, technically anyway."
Rebas shoots a look at Efink, and then nods to me before returning back through the door.
"Eh, don't mind him, he's just busy, he'll warm up."
"Ah-ha, is that what that's all about?" I ask, jerking a thumb at the plan covered table.
Efink smiles, and sits down at the table. "Take a seat, and I'll fill you in."
"Ah, it hasn't changed a bit." He mutters, before hooking a sharp right into an allyway.
"So, where are we going exatly?" I ask, following him as he enters through a door hidden in a dark alcolve at the end of the alley.
Efink dosn't answer I follow him inside, the dark dank alley giving way to well lit living room. Couches and chairs are placed around a low table covered in maps and papers, and placed in the center of the room.
"Rebas! You here?" Efink calls out, hanging his black jacket on a coat rack tucked into one corner of the room.
From one of the other rooms a clatter of metal sound, and a man pokes his head out of one of the twin doors at the end on the room. "Ah, your back." Rebas stops, and looks over at me, "Who's this?"
"Rebas, this is Knife, Knife, this is Rebas, my brother. Well, technically anyway."
Rebas shoots a look at Efink, and then nods to me before returning back through the door.
"Eh, don't mind him, he's just busy, he'll warm up."
"Ah-ha, is that what that's all about?" I ask, jerking a thumb at the plan covered table.
Efink smiles, and sits down at the table. "Take a seat, and I'll fill you in."
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@Salt: We have to talk.
@wacky: Don't take this out on Salt. Calling bullshit won't make sorting this out easier.
@Trilby: ... She's a trap. Definitely a trap.
Ryans Solution said:
Saltarius said:
wackymon said:
@Ryan: You're in deep shit.TrilbyWill said:
@Salt: We have to talk.
@wacky: Don't take this out on Salt. Calling bullshit won't make sorting this out easier.
@Trilby: ... She's a trap. Definitely a trap.
[OOC: To be fair, I did the whole reset thing to fix all the bullshit that was happening. Although, I didn't really say what had been reset, just that it was just after Sister told us we were getting a new pilot. It was like a respawn, but I intended for all the crap that hadn't been admitted to leave. I apologize if that wasn't my decision but I felt it had to happen before it got out of hand even more. Which it did. So fuck.]
"I call bullshit on everything that's happening here." I hide inside Dirk and take every drug.
Ryan collapses in the side of the street, falling in what would appear to be a death-like coma. Salt and Diane look on nervously at his predicament, yet they don't know what to do.
In Ryan's mind, he is transported to an underwater city, filled with non-euclidean geometry. Surrounding him are twenty or so men in long hoods, their arms raised in worship. One of them, presumably the high priest, step forward.
"You have acted out of line of the order. You claim to have blessings from the Great One, yet you know not what you say. We shall let Him decide your punishment."
Off in the distance, a large mass of green rumbles. You soon realize it is Cthulhu himself. A low roar is heard and the circle of priests listens intently.
"Yes. Yes, that is perfect, O Great One. Balthasar! Begin the ritual!"
Another hooded figure steps forward and lowers his, revealing a frog-like humanoid. He begins to sing unearthly praises to beings who live beyond human comprehension. The world around Ryan becomes swirling madness and paranoia.
"From now on, all you see will be waking horror. You can trust no one, and you cannot be trusted. The Great Old Ones themselves would take pity, if they had any to give to a traitor such as yourself."
Ryan wakes up from his comatose slumber and looks around, seeing an untold number of creatures that would frighten any other man to death. Yet the gods wanted him to suffer, and suffer he shall.
OOC:No one but Ryan can see any said horrors. I mean, aside from the shit you see daily as a fighter.
Paddy OD's so hard he temporarily dies and then comes back, preciesly where he was.
In Ryan's mind, he is transported to an underwater city, filled with non-euclidean geometry. Surrounding him are twenty or so men in long hoods, their arms raised in worship. One of them, presumably the high priest, step forward.
"You have acted out of line of the order. You claim to have blessings from the Great One, yet you know not what you say. We shall let Him decide your punishment."
Off in the distance, a large mass of green rumbles. You soon realize it is Cthulhu himself. A low roar is heard and the circle of priests listens intently.
"Yes. Yes, that is perfect, O Great One. Balthasar! Begin the ritual!"
Another hooded figure steps forward and lowers his, revealing a frog-like humanoid. He begins to sing unearthly praises to beings who live beyond human comprehension. The world around Ryan becomes swirling madness and paranoia.
"From now on, all you see will be waking horror. You can trust no one, and you cannot be trusted. The Great Old Ones themselves would take pity, if they had any to give to a traitor such as yourself."
Ryan wakes up from his comatose slumber and looks around, seeing an untold number of creatures that would frighten any other man to death. Yet the gods wanted him to suffer, and suffer he shall.
OOC:No one but Ryan can see any said horrors. I mean, aside from the shit you see daily as a fighter.
Paddy OD's so hard he temporarily dies and then comes back, preciesly where he was.
"I am never doing drugs again." I pause for a second. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I'm just kidding guys." I light a joint and sit in a fancy restaurant.
"Paddy, shit has seriously gone down. In like the worst way possible. So, my son from the future, like 2099 or some shit, tried to kill me to prevent an eveil future where my suit is a line of security drones operated by Tony Stark, who now rules the world. He probably got some help from those mage circle assholes."
I walk around my mansion. What to do? I could get rid of the bodies for a start, but oh well. I go down into the basement where the training room lies. I decide to practice my fighting skills, before going into my study, to read a book.