*Kicks down the door*
First person to approach or piss me off is gonna be scooping their bloodied guts up off the floors with no fingers.
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-shoots rpg and thousand of bullets and grenades at fletch-
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*Is harmed in slightest, as Bar Defence System is protecting me* Surely you knew about it.
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I did. That's why I brought.... This!!! [url=http://frankly.pitas.com]link[/url]
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[spoiler]did you think that link would work?[/spoiler]
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It should
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It didn't, because that website is blocked on my device.
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You sly -blam!-.
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Hiya fletch *said in a casual tone from across the room*
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*Looks you dead in the eye and slowly pulls out a rusty carving knife*
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*aproaches* So u wouldnt hurt a close friend right
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I do not know you, nor do I care to know you, but I am certain that if you dare come closer that the pile of blood and flesh and bone that was once you will even fill a tiny thimble.
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U wouldnt hurt me [spoiler]or you would have done it already[/spoiler] [spoiler]prepares to be brutaly mutilated just in case[/spoiler]
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*Cuts off your fingers, and slashes open your stomach. Then finished by making your arms, legs, and neck into bloody ribbons*
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Narrarator: "[b]FATALITY[/b]"