My rather well equipped guy was just returning to his base with his car after a “please kill my mother” and looting run when a npc calls for him. My guy stops outside his base and walks up to talk to the stranger.
They stopped a few meters apart and my guy asks what he wants.
- “Drop your nodachi!”, he calls out, totting a rather unimpressive machete himself.
My guy refuses, and the npc starts to (either bravely or foolishly) rush towards my guy, looking for a fight!
When he gets close, the nodachi moves like a blur in my guys hands, we are talking movie stuff here, and slices the robber repeatedly before sending him reeling backwards with a critical strike. The guys armor saves him from instant death, but this beating only just started!
After creating some space in between him and the robber, throwing-knifes hails over the poor sod before he can even react, several knifes puncturing and cutting his body, with the last one hitting his arm presumably, making him drop his machete.
You might think that the poor robber might want to give up now, or in fact, should be laying in a pool of blood, but in a honorable and desperate move, he reaches for his… Sealed jar of pickled fish! DUN, DUN, DUUUUUUN!!!
By now, my guy starts to feel sorry for him, and decides to go in for the kill. He darts up towards the fish-armed robber and quickly attacks him, hitting the robbers left arm as he tries to fend of the attack, and in return tries to fight back, but misses. Another vicious slice hits the robbers right arm, followed up by two critical strikes in a row, sending the robbers now lifeless body flying backwards, after which it hits the ground with a thud.
Michel Bergeron will be remembered for his courage and stubbornness, and a billboard will be raised to honor the brave soul who raised a jar of pickled fish against a man with a 2 meter long sword.
This made my cataclysm day.
Picture wall incoming!
EDIT: If you wonder about my cars front, SOMEONE had left a log outside my barn/garage during construction…
