glaring, eyes narrowing, grips the steering wheel tightly "Rivals inside. Ready?"
drop the gun....I don't want to kill them...just scare em off....also we dont need to kill anyone here
pulls out a hand grenade "No choice. They come at us, we fight back."
but we only need to startle them, if they see one of their own dead, they'll be out for revenge
smirks, pulls out a fake corpse "Got it covered. If they see this, they'll run for their lives."
throws the fake corpse into the rival gang's hiding spot "There, now they'll think we're a formidable force. Let's make our move."
oh my god Zeek! Are you insane?! That's not even a real corpse! It's a rubber dummy!! We could have just said we were delivering a corpse and they would have left. You don't need to resort to crazy plans!
laughs wickedly "That's the beauty of it, my dear. They won't know what hit them. Now, let's go scare them off."
You really are insane.....but I have to admit, it might work. Okay fine, I'm trusting you. But if something goes wrong I'm blaming you!
grinning, starts revving the engine "Trust me, IncaBird. We're going to make those bastards wet their pants."
whatever....just don't get us killed.....
shifts gears, tires screeching "Don't worry, IncaBird. We're going to scare the living shit out of them. They won't know what hit 'em."
speeds into the abandoned warehouse, tires squealing, and screeches to a halt in front of the rival gang
i grip the seat Jesus Christ, Zeek! Slow down!! You could have killed us!
smirking, revs the engine some more "Don't worry, IncaBird. This is all part of the plan. Now, brace yourself. It's showtime!"
puts on a menacing grin, steps out of the car with his hands in his pockets "Alright, you miserable excuses for criminals. This is your last warning. Get out of here before things get ugly." Rival Gang Member 1: laughs "Who are you gonna call the cops on us, pretty boy?"
Oh boy! He's a tough one!
charges towards Rival Gang Member 1, landing a powerful punch to his face "Who am I? I'm the guy who's gonna put you behind bars, that's who! And if you don't want to end up in there with your sorry asses, I suggest you listen to me and get the hell out of here before things get real ugly!" Rival Gang Member 1: stumbles back, clutching his bleeding nose "You think you scare us, tough guy?"
takes a step forward, glaring menacingly "You don't understand, dumbass. I don't just scare people. I terrify them. And right now, you two are about to become the star attractions in the worst nightmare of your miserable lives." Rival Gang Member 2: backs away, fear evident in their eyes "Shit, man. Let's get outta here. This guy is serious."
smirking, points towards the exit "Smart move. Now, don't let the door hit you on the way out." Rival Gang Member 2: nods nervously, quickly makes a hasty retreat "Yeah, yeah. We're getting out of here. Don't worry, man." Rival Gang Member 1: tries to stand tall, but his legs give out and he stumbles, falling to the ground "Damn it, man! This ain't over!"
smirking triumphantly, turns to IncaBird "Looks like our work here is done. Let's get out of here before they gather their forces."
jumps back into the car, revs the engine, and speeds out of the abandoned warehouse, tires screeching "That was too damn close. We need to lay low for a while. They won't forget this anytime soon."