"Well, you removed one of his legs, and replaced it. Plus, what the fuck else am I supposed to call him. So nit picky sometimes, you know? Take a chill pill." I break Trilby's knee with my hammer.
Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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I poke my head out from under the workbench.
"Yo, have any of you guys seen a Doll pretending to be me? Probably swearing and acting like an asshole?"
"Yo, have any of you guys seen a Doll pretending to be me? Probably swearing and acting like an asshole?"
"Yeah, I replaced it. With a better one. So, call him Knife. Or Cyborg Knife."
I yank the hammer out of Zombie's hands when he tries to swing it again.
I yank the hammer out of Zombie's hands when he tries to swing it again.
"Murder is boring. It accomplishes nothing."
I smack Zombie in the jaw with the hammer, inject RaN with a syringe of morphine and start choking Salt.
"I have a better idea..."
I push Salt into the doll room, then grab RaN and Zombie by the collars and toss them after Salt.
"GET THE HELL OUT!"
I close the maintenance panel and weld it shut, then weld some spare metal over the door hole.
"Artie, can you keep those three out of here?"
I smack Zombie in the jaw with the hammer, inject RaN with a syringe of morphine and start choking Salt.
"I have a better idea..."
I push Salt into the doll room, then grab RaN and Zombie by the collars and toss them after Salt.
"GET THE HELL OUT!"
I close the maintenance panel and weld it shut, then weld some spare metal over the door hole.
"Artie, can you keep those three out of here?"
I slowly awake after becoming unconcious due to the pain in my leg. Unfortulently, it still hurts like a *****. "God damn it Trilby, why the fuck did you cut off my leg?" I say through clenched teeth.
Meanwhile the ship exits the asteroid field, and Knife turns to Woon. "Ok we're alive, but in future don't try and pilot the ship while I'm already flying her."
Turning back to the control panel, Knife's hands fly over the controls as the sets a new destination.
Meanwhile the ship exits the asteroid field, and Knife turns to Woon. "Ok we're alive, but in future don't try and pilot the ship while I'm already flying her."
Turning back to the control panel, Knife's hands fly over the controls as the sets a new destination.
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[color=pink]"New destination sellected, plotting a course for Bekenstein."[/color]"...K"
I take the Elevator up too the cockpit and grab my Doll-clone as he's about to open the airlock. After a brief tussle, I stick his head into my blender and turn it into mush.
I toss the glass of Doll-brain to Knife.
I take the Elevator up too the cockpit and grab my Doll-clone as he's about to open the airlock. After a brief tussle, I stick his head into my blender and turn it into mush.
I toss the glass of Doll-brain to Knife.