Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Sigma Castell]

"Leave Davesprite out of this, Salt."

 

[Saltarius]

"No way! He's an orange feathery douche!"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"So, you don't need to bring it up every ten minutes! Since you suddenly fell in love with her for some reason, all you've talked about is how much you love Sister, or how you're blind and it's shit."

 

[Saltarius]

I smash the now empty bottle over Trilby's head.

"Would you prefer me to talk about how I'm going to beat the shit out of you?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"It would certainly be a change."
I start beating Salt with the stool.

 

[Saltarius]

I grab the stool and toss it out the window before throwing Trilby across the bar.

"Well, firstly, I'm going to straight up beat you."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You just gonna talk about it, or are you gonna do it?"

 

[MinimanZombie]

I drum my fingers, bored. Then I stomp on Trilby and Salts necks, paralyzing them. I toss them both out the bar.
"AND STAY OUT!"

 

[Saltarius]

I kick Trilby in the stomach while he's down .

"What do you think?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You could do better."

 

[Saltarius]

I break Trilby's legs.

"And for the record, it wasn't a sudden thing. But I'm getting off track."

 

[RaNDM G]

"I'll keep that in mind. Now dude, I hope that's the whole truth. If it ain't...I'll be visiting again."

"You're not too good at making threats, but I'll let you in on a little secret. Your friend over there, Waffles. And Knife, the Aussie. They've been around longer than anyone else. You ever see that girl, stick close to them."

"What the fuck?! This is bullshit! You can't renege on unlocking things you twat!" I down the Shirley Temple and storm out back to the mall. I return with a sheet of glass and install it in the window. I enter through the door. "Give me one of everything."

It was locked the moment you landed on this planet. You would have known that if you checked the front page every once in a while.

The barkeep is more than happy to oblige. He gives you a pint of beer, a flask of whiskey and a shotglass, a cup of coffee, a Sprite and a Coke.

"Melons are the watered-down, soldified piss of The Narrator. You''re eating the piss of the guy/gal/Idunno who locked Magic, Trilby."

That's kind of personal, yo.

I drum my fingers, bored. Then I stomp on Trilby and Salts necks, paralyzing them. I toss them both out the bar.
"AND STAY OUT!"

The barkeep puts up a Help Wanted sign.

"You know you could stay and help us out. We can use a guy like you. Keep the monsters out at night."

 

[Saltarius]

I lay a twenty on the table, grab two more bottles of whiskey, take a swig from each and smash the two of them on Trilby's head.

 

[MinimanZombie]

"Dude, that'd be great, really. But that would mean me and my group of friends would all have to stay. I'm not sure if they want to. So if they left, and I wasn't with them, I'd just reappear in the bloody mall. Thanks anyway." I walk over to the local blacksmith, to check out the local weaponry, and of course, to learn more.

 

[Paddy the Second]

I drink everything and begin to drum my fingers on the bar as the others beat each other up.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I respawn.
"Okay Salt... that was just being a dick for the sake of being a dick."
I light Salt on fire.

 

[RaNDM G]

I walk over to the local blacksmith, to check out the local weaponry, and of course, to learn more.

"Need gun?"

 

[Saltarius]

I pour some more alcohol onto Trilby and rub myself onto him, catching him on fire as well.

"It was really just continuing to beat the shit out of you."

 

[Paddy the Second]

I steadily begin to drink the entire stock of the bar.

 

[Sigma Castell]

I sigh and draw up a stool next to Paddy.
"You need any help with that?"