The Ballad of Crud and Horgus v1.1
You pull try shooting The Scooz in the abdomen. To your surprise, they karate chop the bullet before it can make contact. "No one shoots The Scooz, muchacho," they tell you.
The crowd goes wild. "Ohhhhhh yeah brother we love The Scooz, they just stopped this shmuck's bullet with a karate chop! Your gun ain't shit against The Scooz ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
The Scooz lunges forward and shoves you fifteen feet back. Before you can react, they lunge again and karate chop your neck. It's super impressive. Too bad it means you're done for. You fall to your knees, dazed. Your mind is swimming. You look at your useless pistol. How foolish of you.
Before you black out, The Scooz towers over you. "The Scooz will bid you farewell, muchacho," they say.
The crowd goes wild. "Ohhhhhh yeah brother we love The Scooz, they just stopped this shmuck's bullet with a karate chop! Your gun ain't shit against The Scooz ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
The Scooz lunges forward and shoves you fifteen feet back. Before you can react, they lunge again and karate chop your neck. It's super impressive. Too bad it means you're done for. You fall to your knees, dazed. Your mind is swimming. You look at your useless pistol. How foolish of you.
Before you black out, The Scooz towers over you. "The Scooz will bid you farewell, muchacho," they say.