Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Sigma Castell]

I walk out of a tree in front of Paddy.
"Sup bro."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"To who? Hi Sig."

 

[Saltarius]

"Any third party."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Three examples."

 

[Saltarius]

"The Lannisters."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"I hate those fuckers."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Also they're fictional."

 

[Saltarius]

"You and I both want Tyrion. And you said yourself fiction blends with reality or some shit."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Yes but I ignore them because I don;t like the fiction they come from."

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Well I'm sleeping with Cersei, but whatever. She's all the way on the opposite side of the galaxy. On GeorgeRRMartinania."

 

[Saltarius]

"Anyways, I know you're not that far above betrayal."

 

[Paddy the Second]

"Salt! Betrayal is the one thing I will not stoop to! Also sex crimes."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I walk over to Salt, still on fire.
"What's this about betrayal?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

"Salt is paranoid that Paddy has sold him out to the Lannisters."

 

[Saltarius]

"It's a rational fear. And how do you fuck Cersei anyways? Dress up as Jaime?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"She's still alive? Fuck."

 

[Saltarius]

"Last I recall."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"The rational fear of blonde cunts?"

 

[Paddy the Second]

"MARTIN!"

 

[Saltarius]

Somewhere out in the universe, George RR Martin and Alan Moore do battle while J. R. Tolkien refs.