Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[ShindoL Shill]

"We had a Land Rover. I geared it up. A giant snake ate it, and Paddy. We killed it. We never got the MallMobile back."

 

[Sigma Castell]

I drive a large Land Rover up beside the others.
"Yeah..sorry about that..."
I rub the back of my neck.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I hear Sigma.
"Never mind. Just loot stuff."
I loot some metal panels lying next to a pile of ash, and climb on the miraculously unharmed bike, then drive back to the bus.

 

[DotSlash]

"Does Sigma always fuck the transportation up?"
I kick in the window of an idle Mustang and hotwire it, following Trilby.

 

[Saltarius]

"Sigma fucks everything up. Always."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I strip out the Mustang and Woon's Bike.
"Okay, MallMobile 2, coming right up!"
I being work on a large, spiked, ram for the front of the Land Rover.

 

[DotSlash]

"Duly noted, Salt. Oh yeah, didn't he bisect me with a plane wing?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I start welding, blinding everyone in the vicinity except myself, thanks to my welding goggles.
And Salt, thanks to pissed off Anhur residents with access to bottles of powerful acid.

 

[Saltarius]

""We could just walk."

 

[DotSlash]

I shield my eyes from the bright sparks.
"Naw. It wouldn't be fun that way. We'd end up killing each other... more."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Exactly. And, it would take longer. And then we'd get there only to find out the one way into the spaceport is via a busy motorway so we'd need to trek back here to get a vehicle to drive there."
I finish attaching the ram to a pair of large springs which are attached to the front of the Land Rover.
"Plus, this is safer."
I start cutting a hole in the roof of the Land Rover, above the back seats, to make a gunner's seat.

 

[Saltarius]

"So...Dot, you know just because you had one bad relationship doesn't mean you have to swear them all off. Unless you're like...a member of the Night's Watch."

 

[Knife-28]

Knife drives up in his warthog. "It turns out I could just have payed him. Good thing I have a fair amount of gold."

 

[Saltarius]

I pucnh Knife in the face and get into the Warthog.

"Fuck you, by the way."

 

[DotSlash]

"Uh... nope. Not getting into realtionships is the easiest way not to deal with emotional pain."
"Knife, stop being enigmatic and help Trilby weld that land rover."

 

[Saltarius]

"Dude, I got burned by Sister pretty bad. Even then, I still frequently hit on Paddy. I mostly fail, but still."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

I finish constructing a gunner's seat, which can be easily accessed from the Land Rover's back seats, and is armed with a Molotov Launcher and a machine gun.
"Yeah, Knife, I'm not getting in the Warthog again. There's no external protection, it's cramped, there are no seatbelts, it handles like a drunk bear and I've invested too much time into the MallMobile."
I begin reinforcing the Land Rover's doors, roof and glass with metal.

 

[DotSlash]

"I can't handle rejection, Salt. To each their own,and all that."

 

[Saltarius]

"I've got like a second skin to it by now. Granted, a weak second skin, but a skin nonetheless."

 

[Knife-28]

"I was just pullin your leg Salt." Knife says, punching him back. "And Trilby, with our record I think it's best we have two vehicals."