Internet Tough Koromo
What the dora did you just say about me, you little rabbit? I'll have you know I graduated top of the class in the Mahjong High-School Tournaments, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Daimyo assassins, and I have earned over 300 confirmed MVP awards. I am trained in Tenpai warfare and I am the top player in Ryuumonbuchi's Mahjong Club. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of never before seen in Nagano, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the internet? Think again, insolent fool. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of professional mahjong acquaintances across the Sakiverse and your IP address is being traced right now so you better prepare yourself for the storm, piece of trash. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking doomed, child. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can Haitei Raoyue you in over seven-hundred different ways, and that's just with my bare red rabbit ear headband. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed mahjong, but I have permitted access to the entire arsenal of the Mahjong Government Armada, and I will use it to my full extent to blow your miserable glutius maximus off of the face of the planet, you little mite. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment would bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamned blemish. I will defecate fury all over you and you will fucking drown in it. You're fucking finished, child.
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