Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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It's around this point that X realizes that she hasn't seen or heard from Three for a few days... Instead of dwelling on it she drinks more Vodka
"Why don't you look on the telly?" I say, pointing to the aformentioned TV, which displays an arial view of the burning remains of the mansion. "Just wait, you're gonna love this." Efink says, shrugging on his jacket and producing a microphone from one of the pockets. "Testing, testing one two three. Can you hear me, 'Midnight Crew'?" He says, his voice being broadcast over the area once occupied by the mansion.
"Haha, 'Spades Slick' 'ey? Or should I call you 'Saltarius' Hmmm?" Efink pauses for a second before continuing, "Let me tell you something 'Slick', I want you and your 'Midnight Crew' to dissappear, either you disbarred your little 'gang' or you get your scrawny asses off this station, capiche?"
"Oh? Need I remind you, the Midnight Crew is the mob on Gashog 2. We personally killed the competition. If you think burning down a mansion is going to scare a guy who killed an eldritch abomination, you've got another thing coming. Oh, and tell that turncoat Knife we're coming for him next. Spades out."
I whip my switchblade into the mic, dust off my suit and get in the van.
I whip my switchblade into the mic, dust off my suit and get in the van.
The feed cuts to static, and Efink places the mic back in his jacket, shaking his head. "God, kill one eldritch adbomination you've killed 'em all." He says, "Who did you guys fight?"
"Fthulu." I respond.
"Bah, I knew I'd regret letting him go." He says, falling into his seat and gazing from me then to Diane.
"Well, I've asked nicely, looks like we'll have to do this the hard way."
"Fthulu." I respond.
"Bah, I knew I'd regret letting him go." He says, falling into his seat and gazing from me then to Diane.
"Well, I've asked nicely, looks like we'll have to do this the hard way."
"I just so happened to really, FUCKING, LIKE THAT MANSION!" I speed towards Knife and break his knees and arms, stomp on his neck, and tie him to a chair which I then proceed to continually dunk him in a lake, and bring him up before he drowns. "Like Salt said, don't fuck with the Midnight crew, yet you really don't want to fuck with me."
I come to on top of some burning rubble. "Well. I'm moderately disappointed." I light a joint. "So what's the plan Slick?"
"If I may offer a solution... we start selling our apparently endless supply of Class B narcotics." I say.
"Well, I'm off." Rebas says, making his way to the saferoom door.
"We just pissed of the meanest gang in the entire station, and your going for a stroll?" I say in disbelief.
"No, I'm going to go get a drink or two down the pub."
"Oh, well then, that's compleatly different." I say sarcasticly, as Rebas walks out the door.
"Don't worry, he knows how to handle himself in a fight." Efink says, watching as scattered reports on the destruction of the mansion circulate. Likly, whatever reminants from previous gangs would take this as a sign to band together and try to finish off the 'Midnight Crew', as well as various....colourful graffite poking fun at or outright insalting the crew soon appearing, most prominant symbol that of the cut spade.
OOC: Well, I'm off for the night. Feel free to interigate Rebas at some point between dealing with the the gang reminants, just don't bust the hideout until I get back.
"We just pissed of the meanest gang in the entire station, and your going for a stroll?" I say in disbelief.
"No, I'm going to go get a drink or two down the pub."
"Oh, well then, that's compleatly different." I say sarcasticly, as Rebas walks out the door.
"Don't worry, he knows how to handle himself in a fight." Efink says, watching as scattered reports on the destruction of the mansion circulate. Likly, whatever reminants from previous gangs would take this as a sign to band together and try to finish off the 'Midnight Crew', as well as various....colourful graffite poking fun at or outright insalting the crew soon appearing, most prominant symbol that of the cut spade.
OOC: Well, I'm off for the night. Feel free to interigate Rebas at some point between dealing with the the gang reminants, just don't bust the hideout until I get back.
"Wow. I mean, wow. That asshole literally left the feed for the mic open for us to track. I say we follow it to the source and beat the shit outta who's on the other end."
I rev up the van and end up at one of the seediest bars of Gashog 2, yet we are the mob here, so nobody's gonna fuck with us. We kick down the door and brandish our weapons.
"WHO THE HELL BURNED DOWN THE FELT'S MANSION?"
Rebas nervously raises his arms in defeat.
OOC: Thing is, we literally killed everybody in those gangs, there are no remnants.
I rev up the van and end up at one of the seediest bars of Gashog 2, yet we are the mob here, so nobody's gonna fuck with us. We kick down the door and brandish our weapons.
"WHO THE HELL BURNED DOWN THE FELT'S MANSION?"
Rebas nervously raises his arms in defeat.
OOC: Thing is, we literally killed everybody in those gangs, there are no remnants.
I walk up to Rebas and punch him in the face. I then throw him into a wall, and let my hand grab his neck. I grab a switchblade of a nearby table. "You fuck with us, you lose a lot! What'll it be? You don't need all five of those fingers do you? Lets cut it down to three." I then proceed to slice off his ring finger, and index finger.
