Mall Fight: The Earthventure: Act II Chapter III: Substance 2009-2014 [CLOSED]

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TrilbyWill:
I run left, and keep an eye out for a blood trail.

17; the thing seems to lag more, as its presence keeps going on as you run; meanwhile, the mercs start shouting different things as each other as they try to figure out what's going on.

Eventually, everyone in front of you stops in complete pant-shitting fear, as they see the thing immobile, facing the dead-end it got itself into, it only being able to supposedly escape by climbing up.

----

We eventually arrive inside the McGill subway station; I look around and find, to my (18) surprise, that the small stores that sell drinks and candy, are still stocked. I immediately start running and stock up on Kinder Buenos, 5 Gum, Starbursts and cans of 7-UP.

I throw my piece of burning wood above the thing.

"So, there was once a crustacean that was so hideous, anyone who looked upon it's ghastly visage soon found themselves struck dead on the spot. The end."

I go to the ticket purchasing area, and attempt to purchase 3 tickets.

I dip my finger in the cut and lick the blood from my fingers.
"mmmmmm..fruitAY"

MinimanZombie:
I go to the ticket purchasing area, and attempt to purchase 3 tickets.

You don't need to buy anything; all you need to do is get the machinery working and get FUCKTONS OF MONEY THROUGH THE LOTTERY... which doesn't operate anymore.

Sigma Castell:
I dip my finger in the cut and lick the blood from my fingers.
"mmmmmm..fruitAY"

Oh Jesus fuck. Where the cashier is, there is a window behind his station that leads to the kitchen, and three doors on the same wall as that window.

I observe the machinery carefully, before attempting to repair it.

I loot the cashiers body, then smash the window with the cash register, kick out any bits of broken glass that remain, and clamber through the now-empty window frame.

Green looks over to Tommy trying to repair some kind of ticket machine...thing.

"OOOOOH! Hey, lemme try! I worked with my master to build the other bots in his lab, I can probably breeze through this!"

He rushes over and begins tinkering.

MinimanZombie:
I observe the machinery carefully, before attempting to repair it.

3, fumble with 16; you accidentally drop the whole thing.

Greenstarfanatic:
Green looks over to Tommy trying to repair some kind of ticket machine...thing.
"OOOOOH! Hey, lemme try! I worked with my master to build the other bots in his lab, I can probably breeze through this!"
He rushes over and begins tinkering.

17; you manage, somehow, to repair the machine; you boot it up to see if it works, only to be met with a long-ass loading screen.

Sigma Castell:
I loot the cashiers body, then smash the window with the cash register, kick out any bits of broken glass that remain, and clamber through the now-empty window frame.

3, fumble with 2; there was more dry ice in that guy's pocket.

Isaac: 59/105 (-5!)

11; you break the window and go in. Inside, you find a bunch of various condiments meant to be prepared. Along with the body of the fry cook on the ceiling, dripping blood from his everything.

----

I finally make off with 6 Kinder Buenos and a full 6-pack of 7-UP, along with two packs of 5 Gum. "Fucking hell, I wish I had a bag on me right now..."

Saltarius:
"So, there was once a crustacean that was so hideous, anyone who looked upon it's ghastly visage soon found themselves struck dead on the spot. The end."

"Salt, that was the most poorly-paced, poorly-told, poorly-done story I've ever heard in my life. 2/10.

"Frickty Frack"
I rub my freezing hands together and look around the room. I notice the fry cooks body.
"HOLD GOOD TRAVELER"
I use INVESTIGATION to ascertain the cause of death, and loot his body.

"Tox, that story was branded with the Eisner Award for Best Screenplay."

Sigma Castell:
"Frickty Frack"
I rub my freezing hands together and look around the room. I notice the fry cooks body.
"HOLD GOOD TRAVELER"
I use INVESTIGATION to ascertain the cause of death, and loot his body.

15; you find out that some guy ripped his everything apart and stuck him to the ceiling. As soon as you find that out, the body falls back down to the floor.

Saltarius:
"Tox, that story was branded with the Eisner Award for Best Screenplay."

"Novels can get awards for Best Screenplay?"

"..."
I loot the now-floored body.
"Detective, it seems this man had his Everything ripped apart and stuck to the ceiling"
I say to the fryer.

Sigma Castell:
"..."
I loot the now-floored body.
"Detective, it seems this man had his Everything ripped apart and stuck to the ceiling"
I say to the fryer.

"No fucking shit," the fryer replies.

2, fumble with 3; more dry ice in his pockets.

Isaac: 54/105 (-5!)

I try to get closer to the thing to see what it looks like.
I prepare my 'shocked' face.

TrilbyWill:
I try to get closer to the thing to see what it looks like.
I prepare my 'shocked' face.

15; you see that the thing's face is...

... Oh, dear. Whatever it is, it starts climbing up the cliff. The mercs begin shooting it, seemingly to no avail.

I light another piece of wood on fire and throw it at the thing.

"Aww, man...stupid loading screens..."

He turns to look at Marcel having a bit of trouble carrying various junk food.

"Oh, want me to help you with that?"

"This is such bullshit"
I loot the cash register.

TrilbyWill:
I light another piece of wood on fire and throw it at the thing.

2, fumble with 17; the piece of wood goes into the forest and lights a few trees on fire; you have a clear view of the thing as it climbs up. The mercs continue shooting it, still unable to get a hit. Some try to climb, and fail to get far.

Greenstarfanatic:
"Aww, man...stupid loading screens..."
He turns to look at Marcel having a bit of trouble carrying various junk food.
"Oh, want me to help you with that?"

"Hein? (Huh?) Oh, if you want."

Sigma Castell:
"This is such bullshit"
I loot the cash register.

14; you find 10 Canadian Dollars.

I put the money in my wallet, then consume the corpse of the fry cook in an attempt to regain health.
Then I make a fuckton of Krabby Patties

I poke the machine while it's loading.
"Come on, hurry up! We have places to do, and things to be!"

I attempt to follow the thing up.

Sigma Castell:
I put the money in my wallet, then consume the corpse of the fry cook in an attempt to regain health.
Then I make a fuckton of Krabby Patties

11; eating bodies turn out not to be very good for your metabolism.

Isaac: 54/105 (+0)

14; you're right here to stay. When you're old and grey, you'll be right in your prime.

MinimanZombie:
I poke the machine while it's loading.
"Come on, hurry up! We have places to do, and things to be!"

17; the machine boots back up and waits for you to insert lottery numbers.

TrilbyWill:
I attempt to follow the thing up.

20. You manage to jump right up to the top of the cliff, with a clear view of the thing from above, thanks to the light trail that you've left while getting up there. You also obtain bubblegum.

"Lottery...I WANTED TICKETS TO THE TRAIN!"
I kick the machine. Then I input some random numbers.

"How long is it gonna fuckin be?"

"Fucking sweet."
I start chewing on the bubblegum and look for the thing.

MinimanZombie:
"Lottery...I WANTED TICKETS TO THE TRAIN!"
I kick the machine. Then I input some random numbers.

16; you manage to make it open the cigarette stand. However, you fail to realize that you could just jump over the railings that prevent you from getting to the train.

Saltarius:
"How long is it gonna fuckin be?"

You better be hanging on your seat. It's gonna take a bit.

TrilbyWill:
"Fucking sweet."
I start chewing on the bubblegum and look for the thing.

It's already clearly in your sight, continuing to climb upwards while breaking off parts of the rock the cliff is made out of so as to fend off the mercs below it.

I drop one of my Abysmally Shitty knives down at the thing.

TrilbyWill:
I drop one of my Abysmally Shitty knives down at the thing.

19.

BOOM, HEADSHOT!
Thing: 114/125 (-11!!)

The thing jumps up straight up and lands close to you, knife still in its head; it's pissed off and looking for a fight.

Trilby (and maybe the mercs when they catch up) Vs. The Thing!

FIGHT!

You roll 14 for initiative, while the Thing rolls 12; you attack first.

6; the mercs are unable to make any progress climbing up.

I take out my Okay knife and attempt to Taunt the thing.
"If it's any consolation, I think the knife to the face was an improvement."
Then I prepare to counterattack.

"Hm...according to the laws of Euclidean Probability and a bit of judgement..."

Green inputs some random numbers as well.

Oh yes, and he also store all of Marcel's junk food shit in his chest compartment. Yeesh, how much space is in that thing!?

TrilbyWill:
I take out my Okay knife and attempt to Taunt the thing.
"If it's any consolation, I think the knife to the face was an improvement."
Then I prepare to counterattack.

6; it seems indifferent to your insults. Taking advantage of the situation, it attacks and rolls a 3, fumble with 8; it misses you and would have fallen if it hadn't immediately grasped at the cliff as to prevent itself from going back down.

From below, the mercs attempt to progress, rolling a 9 and beginning a slow climb up.

Greenstarfanatic:
"Hm...according to the laws of Euclidean Probability and a bit of judgement..."
Green inputs some random numbers as well.
Oh yes, and he also store all of Marcel's junk food shit in his chest compartment. Yeesh, how much space is in that thing!?

12; the numbers do nothing.

"Oh, thanks; but what exactly are you two trying to do right now?"

I stomp on the thing's hand.

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