The typewriter continues to clatter away, finished pages falling to the ground in front of it and sliding around.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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Ink floats up from the device, forming the words "WELL DUH, THIS SHIT DOESN'T WRITE ITSELF." Pages continue to slide around on the floor immediately in front of the typewriter.
I swing in on a rope, and kick Salt in the side of the head.
"Never fear simple fool, I'm here to help your relationship troubles. So tell me, how big's the bust?"
"Never fear simple fool, I'm here to help your relationship troubles. So tell me, how big's the bust?"
"Still, how big were they? She did just leave the relationship after all, if you get my drift."
The pages slide unnaturally now, seem to be folding themselves to form a shape on the floor.
"You know, I'm starting to question this. Pretty much, aren't any girls in the mall. I THINK YOU LIED!"
The paper has formed the silhouette of a human being, and is expanding upwards, taking on the shape of a full human body. Multicoloured inks begin to stream and swirl across it's surface.
The fire sputters and dies without damaging the paper. You think I didn't expect you to pull that kinda bullshit? Go beat up Woon or something.