I light an American flag on fire and put it near Salt's bed.
"There you go. Warmth."
I leave the room before bad things happen to me.
"There you go. Warmth."
I leave the room before bad things happen to me.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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"You realize you burned the flag of the country I was born and raised in, right? You do know what that means, right?"
I unload two shots, one from Truth, the other from Justice into Trilby.
"It means an international incident, *****."
I slice off Trilby's head, Highlander-style.
"There. That's partially related to Scotland."
I turn to Sig.
"Bec Noir happened."
I unload two shots, one from Truth, the other from Justice into Trilby.
"It means an international incident, *****."
I slice off Trilby's head, Highlander-style.
"There. That's partially related to Scotland."
I turn to Sig.
"Bec Noir happened."
"Yeah well geuss what, you were all part of Britain once. And Scotland still is. Now cease this foolish squabbling."
I throw the Happy-smoothie at Vriska and fall unconscious.
I throw the Happy-smoothie at Vriska and fall unconscious.
"Uh... sure."
I start walking to the food court.
"Do you know whose sprite Gamzee prototyped Alcor and Polaris with?"
I start walking to the food court.
"Do you know whose sprite Gamzee prototyped Alcor and Polaris with?"
"...Uh...No. I don't think he can access his God Tier powers while he's in sprite form. And Polaris has been passive for a while now."
BACK IN THE ROOM
An armored figure slips quietly into the room. It grabs Aradia and covers her mouth before she can say anything, and knocks her out. It jams a knife into the wall with a slip of paper attached before leaving as quietly as it entered.
THE FOOD COURT
"So. How's uh...life."
BACK IN THE ROOM
An armored figure slips quietly into the room. It grabs Aradia and covers her mouth before she can say anything, and knocks her out. It jams a knife into the wall with a slip of paper attached before leaving as quietly as it entered.
THE FOOD COURT
"So. How's uh...life."
"That's not what I'm worried about. In fact, I'm not worried at all. If it was someone who'd already entered the Medium, then the Black King won't have his powers, or Polaris'."
"I was only playing to get God Tier. No matter if we succeed in making the universe, the Mall will indefinitely survive the previous universe's destruction. Life goes on as it were."
A knife lodges itself in a wall right next to my head. A small slip of paper is attached.
I have Aradia. Go to the bridge. And come alone.
"************."
A knife lodges itself in a wall right next to my head. A small slip of paper is attached.
I have Aradia. Go to the bridge. And come alone.
"************."
"Ryan got up and began to nararrate his own life, he realized everyone but him was retarded and decided to make fried chicken, he ate the fried chicken and headed back to his room to build a servitor, he was bored so he decided to use his own body, this was the point where he figured out how to make persistant bodies and used it to full adavantage to make servitors out of his body, he stepped into the machine which attempted to reprogram and rebuild him, but it killed him in the process, he respawned, found the machine still working on the body as it was alive again... he thought to himself I have slaves, he pulled the servitor out when it was done and connected it wirelessly to his neural implants, he walked out of the fort with his new friend and began travelling back to the old radio station with the intent to rebuild it."
"Oh believe me, I am going to have fun with this shit."
I walk towards the bridge, my dual crossbows holstered on my hips and The American Way in it's sheath.
"I'm here."
Nega Salt steps out of the shadows, decked out in rather tp of the line armor. He turns his back and tosses a bound Aradia into the middle between us.
"She has nothing to do with this."
"No. But I knew this was the only way I could truly draw you out. Now, I can wipe you from existence while your precious wife watches."
"And you're supposed to be heroic."
I walk towards the bridge, my dual crossbows holstered on my hips and The American Way in it's sheath.
"I'm here."
Nega Salt steps out of the shadows, decked out in rather tp of the line armor. He turns his back and tosses a bound Aradia into the middle between us.
"She has nothing to do with this."
"No. But I knew this was the only way I could truly draw you out. Now, I can wipe you from existence while your precious wife watches."
"And you're supposed to be heroic."
"Ryan and his servitor got to the radio station and got to work rebuilding it. He rebuilt the walls thicker, the doors steel, the electronics better. It was going to survive this time. He walked back to the control room through the food court and planted a backdoor in the PA system so he could play music through it instead of through his old radio network."
"He walked back to the radio station after locking the control room again"
"He walked back to the radio station after locking the control room again"