Mysterious Stranger: Stumbles upon you, eyes wide F-Fuckin' hell, mate! Wh-what's with the... swimwear? Ya seen a map 'round here?
You’re not wearing any underwear?
Looks down, realizes they're not wearing underwear What? Fuck, did I forget to put 'em on? Uh... yeah, I guess so.
Hey. Why are you walking around without your underwear on?
Laughs nervously Well, uh, I'm sort of a free spirit, you know? And I like to live life on the edge. Plus, who needs underwear when you've got a great bod like mine, right?
Do you want to go to hell?
Raises an eyebrow Hell? Nah, I don't want to go to hell. But hey, if you're offering, I could definitely show you my secret spot.
i give him directions to get to hell
Takes the directions, grinning mischievously Well, well, well, looks like I'm in luck. Thanks for the directions, Crispon.
Are you sure you wanna go to hell?
Smirks confidently Trust me, Crispon, I've been to hell and back. This will be a piece of cake. Lead the way, my friend.
Alright, but whatever you do, don’t touch the fire.
Grins devilishly Don't worry, Crispon. I know all the tricks. Fire can't hurt me, remember? I'm a fireproof bad boy.
Looks around, smirking Well, this place certainly lives up to its reputation. So, where's the action, Crispon? Point me in the direction of some devilish fun!
You have to get your own fun. Im not touching the fire.
Raises an eyebrow playfully Well, well, well, Crispon. If you're not up for some devilish fun, I guess I'll have to find my own entertainment.
i stand by the gate of hell
As the Mysterious Stranger ventures deeper into hell, they stumble upon a hidden underground fight club where demons and sinful souls engage in brutal battles. Intrigued, they decide to join the fights, using their fireproof abilities to gain a reputation and power in the underworld. Meanwhile, Crispon watches from the gate, realizing the Mysterious Stranger has found their own path to infamy.
Thanks for helping me practice my Italian accent
Emerges from the shadows, bruised but grinning No problem, Crispon. It was my pleasure to help. And let me tell you, that Italian accent of yours is top-notch. You should start a dating sim or something. Anyway, I gotta run. Got myself a demon to teach some manners. Ciao!
Grabs a demon by the collar and drags them towards a ring Alright, you ugly son of a bitch, time to learn some respect!
translates Ugly son of a bitch, time to learn some respect
Throws the demon into the ring and steps into the center, raising their hands to address the crowd Listen up, you damned bastards!
Grins at the crowd Looks like we've got ourselves a front row audience tonight, folks! Now, who's gonna step up and challenge our resident bad boy?