Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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"Yeah. This is definitively a parch bench." I pat it appreciatively. "Anyway. I think I can handle a few space cops. Now, how shall I break you out? Slaughter fest? Stealth? Full on assault?"
"Okay. Lets go with..." I click the randomize button for the type of breakout. It's... a tie between stealth and slaughter fest. Great.
"Alright, got the style. Let me just go and do something quickly." I walk over to a patrolling Space cop, and pick pocket his ID.
"Alright, got the style. Let me just go and do something quickly." I walk over to a patrolling Space cop, and pick pocket his ID.
Me and Salt are flung backwards from the explosion. We stare at the giant judge guy thing. Shit, where did we fuck up? Fuck that, what the hell are we gonna do?
"Dude. This is fucked up."
10-20 MINUTES EARLIER
I use my claw swords to cut open the grate, and climb into the ventilation shaft. I do this around the back of the building, so not to attract unwanted attention. I climb in, and crawl around for a bit. As I do, I look through the grates, and see several prisoners. Some worse than others. I see one guy with a third eye on his forehead. He shoots a beam out of it, and it bounces off the wall, and knocks him unconscious. Another man, looks like a timid fool. What could he do wrong? Then I see his walls are covered with pictures of corpses. Yeah...Eventually, I find Salt. I begin cutting my way through the grate, into his cell.
"Dude. This is fucked up."
10-20 MINUTES EARLIER
I use my claw swords to cut open the grate, and climb into the ventilation shaft. I do this around the back of the building, so not to attract unwanted attention. I climb in, and crawl around for a bit. As I do, I look through the grates, and see several prisoners. Some worse than others. I see one guy with a third eye on his forehead. He shoots a beam out of it, and it bounces off the wall, and knocks him unconscious. Another man, looks like a timid fool. What could he do wrong? Then I see his walls are covered with pictures of corpses. Yeah...Eventually, I find Salt. I begin cutting my way through the grate, into his cell.
"...Seriously. We had to do things your way."
10-20 MINUTES EARLIER STILL
I still sit within my cell, idly drawing Aries symbols upon the grey ladies within the magazine, longing for my wife purveying my senses.
"Oh, Zomb! F-Fancy meeting you here!" I say, trying to hide the magazine.
10-20 MINUTES EARLIER STILL
I still sit within my cell, idly drawing Aries symbols upon the grey ladies within the magazine, longing for my wife purveying my senses.
"Oh, Zomb! F-Fancy meeting you here!" I say, trying to hide the magazine.
"Hey! Finally. So many psychos I saw. There was one dude- what's that?" I stare at the poorly concealed magazine.
"Actually...never mind. Lets...uh...get out of here." I look up to the grate, and see that it has disappeared.
"Oh. Fuck."
"Actually...never mind. Lets...uh...get out of here." I look up to the grate, and see that it has disappeared.
"Oh. Fuck."
I take a stroll around the city that's apparently in the Mall, or the Mall is in or is another part of the Mall or some stupid crap like that and come across the jail Salt is in.
"Hmm. I wonder..."
I walk inside and approach an officer.
"I'm here to see Mr Saltarius. I'm his... defence counsel."
"Hmm. I wonder..."
I walk inside and approach an officer.
"I'm here to see Mr Saltarius. I'm his... defence counsel."
"Mr. Crane you mean. Sure, if you're his lawyer, go right ahead to his cell."
Trilby is led to my cell, seeing my TV, magazine of grey ladies covered in Aries symbols, and Zomb attempting to cut throught the bars.
"Well...this...isn't what it looks like?"
Trilby is led to my cell, seeing my TV, magazine of grey ladies covered in Aries symbols, and Zomb attempting to cut throught the bars.
"Well...this...isn't what it looks like?"
"It isn't a poorly planned and executed escape attempt done while you pretend a bunch of grey women are your robo-ghost-wife?"
I sigh, remove my glasses and rub the bridge of my nose to display exasperation.
"This is not going to go well for you in court. I guess the only thing we can do now is pretend Zombie is a hitman sent to kill you."
I sigh, remove my glasses and rub the bridge of my nose to display exasperation.
"This is not going to go well for you in court. I guess the only thing we can do now is pretend Zombie is a hitman sent to kill you."
I inspect the contents of my wallet, an ID with the name from the poster, and what appears to be a credit card. "Fancy a shopping trip Knife?"
"Oh...no? I'm uh...gonna have to kill you-fuck this." I use Honor blast on the bars, and damage them. I then use Ravens Razor to finish the bars off.
"Okay, lets go."
"Okay, lets go."
"Yeah...good luck with that. Lets find a way out. Plus, didn't they say, former leader? Heh." I lead the others throughout the complex.
Ryan wakes up in an insane asylum surrounded by drawings of batman
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"The fuck happened this time?"