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A fuckin' roundhouse? A [i]roundhouse?[/i]

In what world did this dumbass think a [i]roundhouse[/i] would be a good idea in a street fight? Honestly, a straight up kick would be a better idea, but whatever floats his boat! Thank God Johnny had the reflexes of a snake to back him up (or he wouldn't had lasted this long). He quickly twisted his body around, and threw his arms up to take the impact of the kick. It had quite the impact. So, maybe captain faggot had an idea of what he was doing! 

Maybe his parents.

"Bitch, you ain't in Roadhouse," Johnny shouted as he pushed the leg aside to throw him off balance. He decided to throw fancy kung fu shit out the window for some honest-to-God fisticuffs. He probably never got into a fight in his life. Which would make this easy! "Try that VHS karate shit on me and you gonna get yo' shit took!"

Johnny threw a right hook towards Jackson's face, and grinned. He was gonna show this fag what his playground karate shit was good for - making it easy for fabulous people like Johnny to beat his ass.

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The second the kick started flying, Gabe got the hell out of the way.

"... And what happened to staying focused on your mission, Johnny?"

She rolled her eye as Jake ran up with Lin, he shoved aside some kid that he didn't pay any mind to.

"No, no, no..." Jake muttered as he thought of ways to end this stupid confrontation. If this escalates any further, they were going to get thrown out of here. "Johnny, stop!" He shouted.

"C'mon, you dumbass!" Gabe said the same. She was tempted to step in herself... but, the last thing she wanted to do was get clocked. She elbowed Jake, and said, "Use your illusion shit!"  

"In a sec... lemme focus..." Jake had to come up with something that would mess up the fight, [i]and[/i] allow them to slip out through the side.