I take one of the golf clubs out of my skull and start making my way towards the center of the mall. Apparently running around with a hole in your head isn't a very good idea and I fall dead on the floor.
Once again, my tendency to make bad puns has proved to be my undoing. When I wake up, the corridor seems to be deserted. I head towards the department store, while searching for signs of anyone.
The LAST CHOCOLATE FUDGE ICE CREAM withstands the fire, however, because it's Malevolent's, there's C4 in it, so it explodes, and coats everyone. Several massive, ten foot tall fat guys waddle at them, brandishing ice cream scoops.
Finally (as I recover from your Altair style stunt), I use my God powers to manifest a crowbar and a dirty Harry get up. Then sticking a lollipop in my mouth (because I don't want to die from coronary heart failure in the long run - being a major concern considering ive just been stabbed and had the crap beaten out of me). Then I throw myself into the fight and strip the skin off Stranger and begin scraping off THE REMAINS OF THE LAST CHOCOLATE FUDGE ICE CREAM, in an attempt to resuscitate my lost child! Then in an attempt to throw off everyone's attention I shout "Free ice cream" and point vaguely off towards the second floor before knocking myself unconscious with the crowbar by accident.
Stranger is sitting in a vault, the fat people beat claymorez with their ice cream scoops, and one falls on Ren, killing him beneath thousands of pounds of pure cheesy goodness.
He sits through three hours of watching the unfunny bits of monty python, and that's all that's playing. Clearly this is the work of Malevolent, who enjoys his GM-Esque vault room.
I looked at the scene with a puzzled, yet disturbed look. Then I ran up and grabbed some ice cream and hurled it at the vault, and stated that there was more ice cream in there. All the fat guys start to break down the door as I eat ice cream and watch.
The vault is a full floor above the mall, and two fats are killed by a pit trap, and the other two smell twinkie, which has spawned behind Number. Number is fat charged, trampled, and cannibalized. The twinkie explodes, killing the remaining fats.
XIII is surprised by me jumping out of my jelly bean hideout and beating him in the head with the crowbar. I get back inside the barrel and prepare to kill the next person who comes by.
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