Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

"Fine."

I run into the mattress store and return with a small cloth blanket that I put over Cal's face. It still seems to stare intently at Paddy.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Seriously this is getting fucking beyond creepy. Why the fuck did you even need your own Lil' Cal?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Because you annihilated Eric's corpse on a sub-atomic level, I couldn't make him into my own Darth Vader project. So I decided to take a minimal form of revenge in Lil' Cal. All I did was look briefly into your nightmares while you were sleeping."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"That's. That's something I would do. Yeah, I understand. So what do we do now?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, Tox and Waffles have been missing for god knows how long. Mind telling me if this stuff that totally isn't homebrew Scarecrow fear gas smells like roses?"

I blow the dust into Paddy's face.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I sneeze non stop for a few minutes. "I think you went wrong somewhere Salt. This smells like some cow dung died."

 

[Saltarius]

"God damn these online courses on the human psyche and how to manipulate it to your will. Say, any magic you know that alters the mind? Or anyone know something that alters brain chemistry? Totally not going to mass produce this and use it to take over the world."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"OK, we need to lay down some magic ground rules. For now, no one but me is using magic, no one. I will decide whether a situation is worth the damage to my health before using magic. Does everyone understand?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Fine, Dr. Strange. And since no one wants to help a bro with his mind control plans, I've got to go make myself a new suit."

I begin to compile a new suit from parts around the mall, reconstructing a suit resembling my last one, the revolver-scope combo and all. I then finally attach a much smaller rail gun to it's shoulder, made possible by my reverse-engineering.

I then make my more, casual suit, though not in the strictest sense. This one is lighter and allows for more hand-to-hand combat, resembling the Cyborg Ninja from MGS1. (Casually-er steals from MGS.)

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Why is everything like Metal Gear in this mall? Was it built by Hideo Kojima? Also every time you call me Dr. Strange I get tingles."

 

[Saltarius]

"It's between Harry Potter and Dr, Strange. take your pick. As for Kojima...I get the strange feeling an older Asian man is suddenly watching me. Xot, you don't happen to work for Kojima and our whole lives have just been one big MGS cutscene?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Definitely Strange. But seriously, what's the plan?"

 

[Saltarius]

"It's simple. We kill the Batman. Nah seriously, we're supposed to wait for Tox and Waffles. Or I could build some robots that uncannily resemble them to fool Xot."

OOC: Going to be gone till' Sunday

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Jesus time dilation is a serious issue in this place, it's gonna be a while before we actually move."

 

[Knife-28]

I meanwhile, am thinking of ways to 'accidentally' smash Lil, Cal into a thousand tiny little bits.

 

[MinimanZombie]

I hold the puppet defensively. "Come one guys! He's awesome!" I'm sure the others are plotting to kill him.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"It is still staring at me! For real guys we need to at least change the face."

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Nah, he looks too happy! Look, he'll even give you a hug." I open the dolls arms, and throw it and Paddy.

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Holy fucking Satan get this thing off me!" I flail needlessly for a few minutes before knocking myself out with the surprisingly solid head. ((See you in the morning.))

 

[Knife-28]

I punch Lil Cal off Paddy, and start hitting it repeatidly intothe ground.