Axel Blaze: bursts through the chapel doors Stop the show, kiddo! Can't let you tie the knot without one last jam session!
rolls eyes dramatically Oh, nothing much. Just your old man coming to crash your party and remind you what a badass you're about to become.
snatches the microphone from FightRob's hand Alright, listen up, everyone! Brace yourselves for some real music! starts strumming his guitar
starts playing an intense, face-melting guitar solo That's how it's done, kid. Don't settle for anything less than face-melting solos. winks at FightRob
grinning devilishly Aw, thanks, kiddo! Glad you enjoyed it. Now, let's get out of here before they start playing "Love Story" by Taylor Swift.
grabs FightRob's arm and pulls him towards the exit Come on, kid, we gotta get out of here before they force us to watch that musical abomination.
whispering to FightRob as they sneak out Don't worry, kid, I won't let anyone force you into musical hell. We'll find a way to escape.
smirking We're gonna go have some real fun, kid. No more weddings, no more boring music.
so not to be rude I’m getting married today
As Axel Blaze and FightRob sneak out of the wedding, they accidentally stumble upon a group of armed thugs conducting a drug deal in an alleyway. Without thinking, FightRob quickly pulls out his gun and takes down the thugs, saving Axel Blaze from potential danger.
i shoot the thugs are you ok
breathing heavily, eyes wide with adrenaline Kid, you saved my ass back there! Thanks! grins and gives FightRob a playful punch on the arm
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like the groom-to-be is a real badass, huh? But hey, don't let it get to your head, kid.
pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful You know, kid, after that little stunt, I think it's time we had a chat. There's things you need to know.
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice Alright, listen up, kid. The world you're entering is full of danger and deceit.
pulls out a hidden pack of cigarettes First of all, quit smoking, it's bad for your lungs. Second, always keep your guard up.
I don’t smoke and I will never smoke
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? Well, we'll see about that, kiddo. takes a drag from his cigarette and exhales a cloud of smoke
smirks Fine, fine, I won't push you. But let me tell you this, kid. In this line of work, trust is a luxury you can't afford.
takes a final drag and flicks the cigarette butt away Good. Now, let's get down to business.
pulls out a worn-out notebook and flips it open Alright, kid, first things first.
starts flipping through the pages of his notebook First, we need to figure out your code name. It's important to have a cool alias, you know?
pauses, tapping his chin thoughtfully Alright, let's see... How about we make it something catchy and memorable? Hmm... How about "Robby G"? It's got a nice ring to it, don't you think?
nods approvingly Good, good. "Robby G" it is then. Now, let's move on to the next step. flips to a new page in his notebook
As Axel Blaze and FightRob work together to create FightRob's alias and plan their next moves, they uncover a dangerous conspiracy involving corrupt music industry executives who aim to manipulate and control talented artists. With FightRob's sharp wit and Axel Blaze's cunning tactics, they devise a strategy to outsmart their adversaries and protect the integrity of original music.
grinning That's right, kid. You are now officially Robby G, the coolest alias in the underground music scene. But don't let it go to your head, alright?
winks and pats FightRob on the back Good, good. Now that we've got your alias sorted, it's time to start building your reputation.
grabs his phone and starts scrolling through contacts Alright, Robby G, time to hit the town and make some connections.