Where's the Weapon Shop? (continued from ...Buh?)

[42zombies]

"Well... Davis is dead." Senor Diablo pointed out. "But I suppose that there's still Sasha and Razputin."

[nintendonut1]

"Oh! You know some, then?" Peach brightened up at the lead.

"So... Razputin and Sasha..." Pit mused. "Wonder where they could be."

[42zombies]

"I know versions of them from my world." Senor Diablo revealed. "If they're alike it should be fairly easy for me to gain their assistance."

[nintendonut1]

(Should I have them pop up, then? Or shall we find them in another thread?)

[42zombies]

(OOC: Another thread.)

"Well, it was nice having a chat with you. I'll see you when you die, most-likely." Senor Diablo turned and walked away calmly.

[pieandchips]

Homsar transformed back into Powalski. "Now let's get back to OUR business." He pulled out two blasters.

[sovereignpanda]

Once again, a rather hard object came crashing down upon the odd shape shifter's head.

"Hold it hold it, wot's all this then?" The Walrus glared at him as he twirled his battered cane. "I turn away for ten seconds ta lecture this 'un on not being a sodding pansy, and some wanker drama queen w' a bloody blaster gun pops out of nowhere? Wha' do you think this is, Doctor Who? An' dun try ta pull one on over me, mate. Unlike the rest o' these tossers, I can see you for what you really are."

The cane came to a stop with a tap to the ground, and The Walrus lent heavily on it as a confused Wolt stood uncertainly in front of Peach.

"Now then, who the bloody hell are you?"

[ooc: sorry I haven't been around XDD;; Sociology project takes precedent, you know.]

[nintendonut1]

(OH GOD that sounds like the projetc I did for Intro to High School XD All that class ever did for me was lower my GPA, I SWEAR)

"Erm... we met at the ITS," Peach noted, slightly irritated. "Remember? I'm Peach."

[sovereignpanda]

The Walrus rolled his eyes. "Not you, you little twit. This bloke 'ere, the one wi'h the homicidal tendancies an' the fancy toys."

Suddenly, through the workings of Duex ex machina somehow, a giant plothole exploded. The Walrus raised his eyebrows.

"Convenient."

[nintendonut1]

Pit blinked. "....what just happened?"

[sovereignpanda]

"A plot'ole, mate. Sum big cazy beard up in tha metaphorical sky thought it would be bloody brilliant[/] ta mess wih the space time fabric wih out fillin in the details." His eye twitched and he shot Wolt a dirty look. "Ye might be exper'enceing sum not-so-mild mood swings 'bout now, jus' so ya know."

Wolt strangely found he had somehow acquired what they'd been questing for in the first place, and a craving for vanilla icecream, what ever that was.

"Nifty."

[nintendonut1]

"Oh." Pit noticed the bow suddenly in Wolt's hands. "Check it out, you've got your bow. Awesome. Guess we don't have to find that weapon shop after all."

[pieandchips]

Powalski threw the hard object off of his head when he came to. "Will you knock that off you British bastard?!"

[sovereignpanda]

The Walrus snorted. "Yeah, like ta see ya try an' make me, ya bloody toss--"

"Just SHUT. UP."

The Walrus turned around and stared. Wolt's eye twitched as he started to rant.

"Just SHUT UP every single one of you! You're all like little bickering children, you know that?! Bickering little children. The only one's who aren't driving me completely mad are Master Pit and Lady Peach because they have the decency to actually behave themselves civilly in front of other people! What the hell is wrong with all of you?! It's so god damn ironic that my own insanity is driving me insane that I just want to feather each and every one of you between your Elimine damned eyes!" His eye twitched once more, and he took a deep breath, shaking as he let it out.

The Walrus raised his eyebrows at the others and mouthed, 'Mood Swings'.

[[ooc:profanity filters wut]

[nintendonut1]

(XD)

Catching that, Peach calmly and daintily removed her glove... and then brutally smacked the Walrus in the face with it.

"Ooh...!" Pit cringed. "That must've hurt."