"I...No." I pick up bottled drinks. I also grab biscuits and crisps. Or chips. Whatever you Americans call them. We also get magazines and comics, a few in braille. We pay for it, and jump back in the van.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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"I'm going to go get some weapons."
I walk over to a weapon shop and clench my fists. Half the stock comes flying at me, and I captchalogue it. I toss a pile of money at the shop and run back to the van.
"Perfect."
I walk over to a weapon shop and clench my fists. Half the stock comes flying at me, and I captchalogue it. I toss a pile of money at the shop and run back to the van.
"Perfect."
I look at the crowd of people fighting over the money.
"Yup. Well, I guess we should get ready to go."
I look through the pile of weapons and take out a spear and a wand.
"Great."
"Yup. Well, I guess we should get ready to go."
I look through the pile of weapons and take out a spear and a wand.
"Great."
I make sure we're all in the van, before beginning the drive. I put on a pair of awesome shades, and play this.
I stare at the radio.
"The fuck." I turn the radio on. The music is still playing. I try to turn it down. Nothing happens.
"Aww yeah..."
I stare at the radio.
"The fuck." I turn the radio on. The music is still playing. I try to turn it down. Nothing happens.
"Aww yeah..."
"... Why didn't I think of walking back? OH THAT'S RIGHT!"
Xot follows Trilby out.
"I think I'll head back too. Hang out with idiots who won't break my back, y'know?"
He limps back to the Mall, but only makes it halfway.
"I think... I'll just lay down right here."
He passes out from the pain.
Xot follows Trilby out.
"I think I'll head back too. Hang out with idiots who won't break my back, y'know?"
He limps back to the Mall, but only makes it halfway.
"I think... I'll just lay down right here."
He passes out from the pain.
I stop outside a shop and look at the wide range of motor homes.
I grab the keys to a large one and drive it back to the group.
I grab the keys to a large one and drive it back to the group.
My ghost floats through the scene, smoking a blunt and blasting Snoop Dogg from a boom box. "Aight peeps, just passing through for now, keep it chill ok?" The ghost floats into a wall and disappears.
I crawl out of the wreckage and drag myself over to the limousine.
"The fuck? Why don't we just pick out another motor home that doesn't handle like a drunk hedgehog."
"The fuck? Why don't we just pick out another motor home that doesn't handle like a drunk hedgehog."
"I was kidding." I push the cardboard cut out over, and reveal the greatest car ever.
A MINI.
A MINI.