Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"I'll get it myself then."
I walk around Gamzee and walk towards a desk.
As soon as I'm behind Gamzee, I pull out FREEEEDOM! and stab him in the chest.
"Sorry about that bro."
I pull the sword out, jump back through my portal and return to LOQAS.

 

[Saltarius]

WeLl ShIt

THE REAL GT GAMZEE is slain.

Juggalos around the world cry out in pain.

Trilby doesn't seem to care.

"Where have you been? It doesn't change anything. Polalcorsprite is already made."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I make everyone smooothies and hand them round.
"Salt, care to explain what has happened over the last couple of pages? cos I have nooooo idea."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Yeah, but at least now we don't need to worry about rampant subjuggulation. Just trust me on this."
I crack my knuckles.
"Y'know... I'm in the mood to kill something else that's insanely powerful. Like a denizen."

 

[Saltarius]

The session's Jack Noir walks over.

"Well Sig, we entered the Medium to fight the Black King. We suggest you do the same. And make sure your kernelsprite is something not at all dangerous. At all."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I fall asleep.
{guys i cant contribute at all to these plots, cos i havent got that far into Homestuck. ill try and go with it]

 

[Sigma Castell]

I grab Jack Noir by the shoulders.
"I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS DAMMIT!"

 

[Sigma Castell]

{night guys}

 

[Saltarius]

"You don't have to take it out on Jack. He's innocent. In this session at least."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"How do you know?" I ask.
I start writing some stuff.
"Now, I have an ingenious plan."

 

[Knife-28]

Meanwhile, Efink guides me through the finer points of playing Sburb, and I manage to proceed along to making my entrance item without any hassle.
"A ROCK?! That's my destiny?!" I say, looking at the large lump of granite sitting on the alchemizer. I look around a bit, and find a sword sticking out of the back. "Ah, I have to pull some King Arther shit, ok." I say, grasping the hilt of the sword and giving a might tug....but nothing happens. "Well shit."

 

[Saltarius]

MEANWHILE, IN THE COUNCIL OF SHADY PEOPLE IN POORLY LIT ROOMS THAT DECIDE THE FATE OF THE UNIVERSE

"You are kidding me. You are literally fucking kidding me, right?"

"Do I kid...anyone in matters as serious as this?"

"That is the roundup of their classes? That many people are that aspect? Not only an aspect as powerful as that, but two classes they can use to abuse them!"

"Listen, I can trust that their active agent-"

"Like hell he can protect anyone! I'm going in there myself and stopping this shit!"

"Listen, N-"

"Don't you Nega me, you washed up hack! This is a matter of a new fucking universe! It's too damn important!"

"...So be it."

THE KNIGHT OF LIFE HAS ENTERED THE LAND OF PROCRASTINATION AND FAILURE.

"Wait...isn't that...oh fuck, not him."

"Yes, me."

 

[Knife-28]

After a few minutes, I finally pull the sword free, sending me sprawling on my ass while I give a triumphant yell.

THE ???? OF ???? AND THE ???? OF ???? HAVE ENTERED THE LAND OF BUSTS AND ESSENCE.

"Well, there's something you don't see every day." Efink says, looking at the vistage of Richard the 3rd that towers above us.
The busts themselves range in size, from the big towering ones like Richard, to the tiny ones that cover the ground like a fine layer of gravel. All the busts, however, are similar in the fact that they are semi transparent, and seem to have a murky gray gas floating around inside them.

"I must say this place is awfully dreary don't you think?"
I turn around, and see Raritysprite floating there, looking at the surroundings with distaste. "Uh, hi there." I say.
"Oh, where are my manners, hello the-ahhhhh!"
I cock an eyebrow, and look behind me expecting to see some great monster standing there, but see nothing.
"What's wrong?" I ask the startled sprite.
"Oh darling, it's your attire, it simply won't do!"
"Wait, what's the matter with my clothes?"
"While I'm flattered that you would bear my cutie mark," She says, nodding at my shirt, "I just can't allow you to wear something so...bland."
Before I can protest I am levitated off the floor and dragged into another room.

Efink rolls his eyes, and starts to alchemize stuff for me.

 

[Saltarius]

"Goddamit Salt, you and I both know your fucking insane and so are your damn cohorts. I'm putting an end to your session and your lives."

"Fuck me dude, can you not sound like a douchebag Boy Scout every fuckin' time we meet?"

"Oh sorry I think that being a murderous asshole is wrong and that meritocracies are bullshit!"

"Dude, what you describe as your perfect world is nothing short of a communism where 'everyone is equal' and 'we all work for utopia'. That's horseshit. Without competition, man will never innovate and we'll never make any strides."

"And becoming a Darwinist society isn't wrong at all!"

"It's natural selection douchenozzle, read a fuckin' book!"

"We're different from animals, we have free will and-"

"Let me stop you right there. You and I both know, we make no impact on reality. Heroes of Space can change matter, but they can't change the rules we live by. Gravity still happens, hot is hot, and cold is cold. Despite 'free will', our actions don't mean shit."

"I guess it makes sense how much we argue, me being your Nega and all."

"Guess it does."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

OOC: hey guys I'm back, I missed alot, anyone mind cluing me in to whats going on?

X shows up out of nowhere "The fuck was that?"

 

[Saltarius]

"So then. It all comes down to this. Prime versus Nega."

"Lawful Evil to Neutral Good."

"Engy to Engy."

"Owl to Bat."

"How the fuck does that apply to u-whoa shit!"

I deftly dodge a swipe from Nega Salt. I pull The American Way from it's holster.

We clash swords. For each blow he strikes, I parry. For every swipe I take, he dodges. The party can merely look on at the battle of equals.

"This'll go on forever y'know."

"I do. But eventually you and I'll die of exhaustion. And that'll be enough for me."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

"I have no clue what's going on..." She lights a joint and starts smoking it

OOC: seriously no clue guys, I dropped out at page 207... I read to this point, but Im still confused as fuck

 

[Saltarius]

OOC: We're in the Medium, me and my Nega are fighting. Das about it.

"You son of a *****. What's your damn problem?"

"My problem, is one of you fuckers reaching God Tier. Hell, any of you reaching God Tier."

"Let me guess, because we'd abuse the power."

"Because you'd abuse the power."

"You are such a fucking pansy. So we shrink a few planets we destroy a few civilizations, so what?"

"So what? Are you listening to yourself? What you're talking about is galactic terror and you don't care? I swear to God, I will fucking end you. All of you. One way or another."

Nega Salt flashsteps into the distance until he is gone.

"What a *****."

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

OOC: k... oh yeah and I got my title finally, woo I guess

"So I'm guessing I missed stuff then..."

 

[Saltarius]

Nega Salt appears before Efink and Knife.

"You two know him. He calls himself Spades Slick, or rather, Saltarius Crane. We both have a collective vendetta against him."

"What say we combine our efforts for a better tomorrow?"