Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

Suddenly, the shoppers notice my seven-foot tall robotic suit and promptly start freaking out. "The commies are here!" one shouts. "God has come to reap the sinners!" shouts another. "Klatu verada nikto!" shouts one in an obscure reference that everyone hears but few understand. I decide to excercise my might on these fools by unloading some negative rounds of them, firing at the walls in a distinctive 'S'. The negative rounds seemed to work like regular ones, though I can't say if this minigun works on with the negatives.

"I think I'm going to enjoy this floor."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I bump into someone. "Sorry." No reply. They didn't seem to acknowledge me. "Hello?" I say to someone else. "Hey guys? Something is wrong with these people." I say to my fellow G-team. I notice all the peoples eyes are just black. "Lets go guys." But we're too late as the whole crowd turns on us, with sharp teeth bared, and they start growling.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"How have they seen Army of Darkness in the fifties? Also I think the grease has made my hair extremely flammable."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Tox Dune sucked ass up until the last 150 pages." I fire a few flaming knives from my kitted out crossbow.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I hack my way to the top of the stairs and start kicking the zombie like things down the way I came. I beckon everyone to follow me.

 

[Saltarius]

I bare the minigun on the crowd and prepare to fire as they disperse and begin to attack us individually a good five or so of them snarling and scratching my suit. They start doing real damage as I am overwhelmed until I remember I can just electrify my suit, sending them running into the stores. "The powers of Satan! Run!" shouts the apparent leader of my attackers as he runs away.

"This mall. I suddenly dislike a lot."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Can we get out of here now?" I launch a Molotov into the crowd.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I start firing flaming arrows into the crowd. "Guys, I see the stairs going down! Only problem is, there over there!" I point to the far side of the mall.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I rev up the G-van and pick up Zombie and Tox. "Yo Salt! We gotta get outta here!" I shout over the crowd to him.

 

[Saltarius]

"Screw this." I grab the rest of the party and van and rocket boost through the hostile crowds, their arms all trying to reach up and grab me. We finally reach the stairs as I cvover the party with my last few rounds of minigun as they drive down the stairs, this time stable enough to handle the Bizarro G-Van.

"Alright, where the hell are we now?" I ask finally seeing the new sub-basement.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I push open the back doors of the van and yell to the drones, "See ya later, shit lords!" I start slashing any who grab onto the van.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Motherfuck!" I do a 180 degree turn and reverse around the new basement. All the shops are shuttered, and the strip lights flicker menacingly.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I look around and see that the walls are littered with RIP and names, and how the person died and what year it was. "Guys? I think we're in the Mall's graveyard."

 

[Saltarius]

"The hell? Even graveyards aren't this quiet." I walk around the new area, seeing little aside from closed stores and empty shopping abgs scattered about. Until I see a giant three-toed foot print in the ground. Bursting from one of the shops is a goddamn T-Rex.

"We're gonna need a bigger van."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Pimpbastard, prove yourself!" I leap from the van's roof to the dinosaurs head, embedding the blade in an eye socket and switching it to full power. It drops dead.

 

[MinimanZombie]

The T-Rex stomps on me, and...Nothing? It flickers. "It's a hologram?" I look for a source but there's nothing except closed shops, and memorials. I then see a nuclear explosion. I realize something. "It's showing how people have died in these malls."

 

[Paddy the Second]

I fall to the floor through the hologram. "ow shit."

 

[Saltarius]

"That means that in this mall, at some point in time or somewhere, there was anuclear strike and a T-Rex. Never before has the local mall felt so alien."

Then I begin to see the players in these holograms of death. And I see us in ways we haven't died in yet.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Don't lose heart guys, alternate malls means alternate G-Team."

 

[MinimanZombie]

I look around. "Guys, one of these memorials goes all the way back to 1745. These malls have been around for a long time."