BITCOIN ASSASSIN AIMING A SNIPER RIFLE AT ME: target locked, sir. Just give me the go-ahead and I'll fire...
*a bus passes by, temporarily obscuring their view of me, and when it passes I have disappeared*
BITCOIN ASSASSIN: shit, where did he-
Me, having teleported right behind them: Heh... fifth one this week. If I'm not careful, Bloodedge might grow too powerful from your blood...
BITCOIN ASSASSIN: *whips out a secondary pistol and fires at me wildly* Die, bastard!
Me: *casually deflects the bullets with my evil sword Bloodedge* well, not like you'd make much of a meal...
*screen cuts to peter griffin at the dining table trying to eat sixteen cheeseburgers at once*
*credits roll as laughtrack plays*










