Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"Sigma, get down from there. You're not hairdressing products."

 

[Sigma Castell]

"I can be whatever I want to be Trilby! Stop oppressing m-"
I slip on a bottle of shampoo and fall off of the table.
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[ShindoL Shill]

"And be careful, there's a lan-."
The landmine explodes.

 

[Sigma Castell]

I am blown to tiny, tiny bits.
I respawn.
"///,\./\\<"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I pick up a wet wipe and wipe Sigma's blood off of my face.
A suit lands on me. As in, I am now wearing it. Somehow.

 

[Saltarius]

"Once again, Woon never. Fucking. Pays. Attention."

 

[Sigma Castell]

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[Paddy the Second]

"Does this town have a firetruck we can fill with turpentine?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

"KKKl;::'?////¬¬¬``¬`}{][][]o9Y(87{//}[op87%%%*7678*&*&*9&*)%$££$£2"
I turn to Paddy.
"@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@'-()9][pJH%^$5"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I slap Sigma a few times.
"Speak in a human language!"

 

[Sigma Castell]

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[Paddy the Second]

I ram my hand down Sigmas' throat and blast his innards with electricity.

 

[Sigma Castell]

Unfortunatly, Paddy can't do that, because Iran is a country.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I start making large signs, and write
'Dear Sirs/Madams (seriously, I can't even tell),
Fuck off Scene Kids. Your subculture has terrible fashion and music, and is so poorly defined that you're effectively emo raver hipster douchebags.
Also, I dislike each and every one of you on a physical, intellectual and emotional level and do not wish to see any of you ever again.
Best wishes, Trilby.'
on each of the signs in dead Scene kid blood.

"Anyone want to help me set these up around the town?"

 

[Captain Anon]

"i would help but i'm busy at the moment" he said as continues building the cannon

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Woon, we don't need big guns. We need to attack their emotions."

 

[Saltarius]

"Trilby, Woon never pays attention. Goldfish have better attention spans."

 

[Knife-28]

"Salt, could you please stop picking on Woon already. Initially, yea it was fun, lets bag out on the new guy sure, but now, now it's just fucking pathetic and mean spirited." I say, "And that goes for the rest of you dropkicks as well."

 

[Captain Anon]

"i know that i did actually pay attention but mortar fire seems to make them burst into sparkly glitter which to be honest is way better than attacking their emotions and again to be honest i want to see what happens if a group of them get hit by a cannon shell and this is like *plan: if all else fails introduce little Hansel* like a last resort" he shouts down from the top of the cannon

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Shut up, Knife. Sigma hasn't done anything and you know it. So don't lump him in with us dickfucks."