Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Fuckin' better not."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Hey guys. What's going on?"

 

[Saltarius]

"...Nothing."

 

[RaNDM G]

"Who's the new girl?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Salt, what did I say about regrets? And she's a weird demon child who kicked our asses."

 

[Saltarius]

"Yeah, well it's not like I can just fucking say it!"

 

[RaNDM G]

"What else is new?"

CAPTCHA: in the club

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Just, fucking speak to her!" I guide Sister and Salt to a table, sit them down, and walk off to prevent my dark side interfering.
You are making a grave mis-
Shut up.
DO NO-
"I SAID SHUT UP!" I slam a book into my head.
"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, STOP TALKING FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND!" I fall to the floor clutching my head. I get up, and run into the boiler room, locking the door behind me.

 

[RaNDM G]

"..."

 

[Saltarius]

"Okay. This is something I've really needed to get off my chest and...fuck it, I'm just going to say it. Sis, I've always sorta...kinda...[small]liked you.[/small]"

 

[RaNDM G]

"..."

 

[Saltarius]

"...Fuck it. This was stupid anyways."

I walk off.

 

[RaNDM G]

"... What?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

You shall pay for not obeying! The voice in my head says.
"Well you're gonna fucking pay for not shutting the fuuuUUUUUUAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" For some reason, my head flies into the the side of the boiler.
"..."
Follow my commands, or you will suffer.
"Fucking prick."

 

[Saltarius]

"Zomb? You o-what the fuck are you doing?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"I'm...I'm fine. I tripped." I grab a bandage, and wrap it around my head, to cover up the bleeding.
"How did it go with you and Sis?"

 

[Saltarius]

"She uh...she...didn't really...react."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Obviously you didn't wait long enough. Just, oh god." I fall over from dizziness. I get up, and put my arm over Salts shoulder, partly for balance, but also to lead him back to Sister.
"Okay...Okay Sister, I'm not gonna talk to you about how I feel and shit, but Salt here likes you. I imagine he wishes to know an answer. We ask that you respond with how you feel about him-shit!" I fall onto the table, turning it over.
[small]"What the shit is Donald the Duck doing, flying round my head and shit..."[/small]

 

[Saltarius]

"Dude, are you sure you're up to be...out and about?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

"I said, I'm fine. Sister-" I get up, using the wall to balance myself.
"Can we have your answer?"