Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Captain Anon]

walks off and comes back with his canter of french fries, he siting and starts he's eating them so he can listen to the conversations

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Just showing off."

 

[Saltarius]

"Alright th-"

I fall over dead due to a current lack of organs. I respawn next to Paddy.

"Seriously though, that might be a sign of an unhealthy relationship."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"So's everything else about it."

 

[Saltarius]

"Please, what's wrong? I mean, sure, I'm blind, you're a drug addict who's burned out on everything, and I'm just using this relationship as a way to cope with the fact that I fucked everything in my life up. But still."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I haven't taken anything except DMT and weed for weeks. Thanks for reminding me!" I shoot up some skag straight into my arm.

 

[Saltarius]

"Those are still drugs hun."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Yeah but you said burned out on everything, which was emphatically untrue until just now." I drop five tabs of LSD.

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, okay, obviously not this relationship, but still."

 

[Paddy the Second]

Screaming.

 

[Saltarius]

"Nah it's okay. Shssss. Shsssss."

I shoosh pap the fuck out of Paddy.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I leap to my feet, the DMT and LSD combining to once again fill my eyes with fractals. "We gotta go on a motherfucking quest man, I can't handle much more of this intermission bullshit."

 

[Saltarius]

"Dude, what do you wanna do, force Xot to land or we show him our porn collection?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I don't give a shit! jUST NEED PURPOSE!"

 

[Saltarius]

"Baby you are my purpose."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"NEED QUEST! WHOLE UNIVERSE OF MEANING OUT THERE WAITING FOR US TO ETCH OURSELVES ONTO IT!"

 

[Saltarius]

"The more you beg for it, the suckier your quest is going to be."

 

[Paddy the Second]

My eyes glaze over for a second, before returning to the burning fractals. "Is that so? Well." I tear some pages out of the end 2666 and lay them on the floor. I speak some words and reach into them, lifting an old typewriter out of them. I set it down and begin to work.

 

[Saltarius]

"Is this gonna be an auto-biography or is it gonna be like that book we went into?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Biography. Gonna Gonzo this." I neck some E.