Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Ohhh hell yeah.

*grabs PoisonRockers feet and uses them to slide under her. I quickly get up and Puts my right arm under your right, and uses my left to out you in a half Nelson. You drop the gun, and I kick it across the floor*

*throws table away like it weighs nothing* I'll take care of her later. First I will take my spine knife, remove your head, and burn it.

Of course it's between you and me. Just leave my girl out of it, and I won't seriosly hurt you.

I don't die I said. And don't touch her. I am gods "extermenation" crew.
I'm half angel.

Big mistake moron. *Lifts my foot up, pop blade out of my heel, and I run it down your legs. I then pull a knife on my arm and stab you.*

You touch her, and you are gonna wish you were never born.

You can't even spell extermination. Lame. Don't worry, I won't hurt your girl. I have more class than that.

*I snarl, but don't let go. I half rotate then twist back and smash you against the wall. Then I throw you against another wall and finally throw you against the wall behind the bar.*

I have to go for a few minutes, but I should finish this up later.

You send one more move to keep it fair. No cheating.

*I put my arms out to catch myself, bounce back from the wall, and catch your throat with my arm. I throw you down and slam your head on the floor repeatedly.*

Okay. When you are back we need to do this a bit differently to keep it on track. You post, I post, You post, I post. We take turns so we aren't back tracking. It will flow better. I wait for you to post and you wait for me to post before continuing. Okay? Trust me, it will be easier.

Gordon Freeman, while I'm not asking you to take it easy on her or hold back, do remember that I need her around to keep updating me. In other words, feel free to bloody her, but do try not to kill her. But be warned, she really doesn't fight fair. If you want Donna can sit with me. I won't hurt her. I want to make friends, not hurt them. I will keep her out of harms way for you until this is over. You have my word.

Thanks, and I know. I don't aim for the kill, just for the thrill.

*i get up from the floor without even a single black and blue on me. I throw a flurry of punches, and knock you backwards towards the wall. I fake left and then go right, grabbing you by the collar. I slam you down on one of the few remaining tables the bar still has.