Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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"Anyway Sigma, I think we need to get you some armor and weapons. Want to get your own weapons, or want us to help. Salt can get you a suit of armor, and I can help you train with whatever weapon you find."
I held up the blender I found in the milkshake store.
"Does this count as a weapon?"
[i/]-Oh sure. Use the blender. That'll be a great help-[/i]
[i/]Shut up Scrubs. You are a rock. You don't even have arms[/i], I thought.
"Does this count as a weapon?"
[i/]-Oh sure. Use the blender. That'll be a great help-[/i]
[i/]Shut up Scrubs. You are a rock. You don't even have arms[/i], I thought.
"If you find a way to jam that over a guy's head and turn in on, it'd be pretty sweet. Nasty too, but who gives two shits about that?"
I begin to deconstruct the G-Van Mk II tearfully, finally removing Xot's skull from the bumper and bringing it into a small casket.
"We need to send him off properly. You guys set up, I'll give him his last rites."
I begin to deconstruct the G-Van Mk II tearfully, finally removing Xot's skull from the bumper and bringing it into a small casket.
"We need to send him off properly. You guys set up, I'll give him his last rites."
"Why did you just destroy the G-Van? I get giving him a burial, but still. Alright. After this we're kitting out Sigma. What type of funeral? Viking, cremation, burial, shooting him into space? Crystalization?"
"Or we could keep his body so that we could bring him back to life? Jesus. I'd apoligise Sigma but it's better if you just get used to it."
"Spock this *****. Send him out into the cascades of space."
I use the scraps of the van to build a space worthy casket to hold Xot's body as I take his corpse from Sam's arms. I place him, arms crossed inside the casket.
"The rest of the van can be used for Sigma's armor, we can worry about that later."
I use the scraps of the van to build a space worthy casket to hold Xot's body as I take his corpse from Sam's arms. I place him, arms crossed inside the casket.
"The rest of the van can be used for Sigma's armor, we can worry about that later."
"What the fuck are you doing? What the fuck? I told you to keep the body! Keep the fucking body!"
"Wait, Salt. We need to be sure that we will never get the chance to revive him. We haven't even tried yet! We could transfer his brain, rebuild him like Adam Jensen, or something!"
"Plus, I'm not sure God would mind us taking his role for a few minutes, considering we have no fucking clue where we're going! Or what to do, or what will happen! Sam is a fucking mess!"
"You never do give up, do you? If you can somehow put some semblance of his mind back together, there's a million-billionth of a chance I can bring him back digitally. He's going to be cybernetic for the rest of his life, and by life, I mean as long as technology lasts. He can't go back. You understand?"
I shrug, and put the blender (a 'Brain-whizzer 3000', apparently) in my backpack.
[i/]-You're going to die here. And no-one will care, because you have no friends-[/i]
I ignore the pebbles ranting. It never did any good to listen to rocks.
[i/]-You're going to die here. And no-one will care, because you have no friends-[/i]
I ignore the pebbles ranting. It never did any good to listen to rocks.
"As long as his memories and such are intact. If he doesn't like it, we'll kill him, and give him a nice respectful funeral."
"Alright then. Hey Sigma! Lets get you some decent weaponry. What are you in the mood for? Close combat or distance? Guns or blades? Blunt or bows? Your choice."