[h2]Dirk Messir - Blue Cheese 'n' Mac, 'n' Blood[/h2]
Yellow was dead. Or, like, injured, but it was in the neck. How dare he survive. Dirk was stronger than him. Rokushiki was the strongest martial art. He has the power.

[i]You have nothing, Dirk. You're worthless.[/i]

And you have idiot, Derek, Dirk said in his brain, because he doesn't want to say it out loud when Blue armour shrimp man is searching for him. Oh noooo. What poor luck. For him. Because he's about to get unlucky.

[i]You don't know what that means Retard! How can you fight when you don't know things Fool![/i]

...I don't know. I still have to fight the man, though. I went up behind him again, only moving when the Divine Purpose said he should, duckdoging if necessary. He hits the headcrab, in the neck with a 'Shigan,' and Jimm is okay, but his [s]head[/s] neck wads cut. Maybe? Proberley. And if it wasn't and his finger was cut instead, Dirk just hides again and makes sure to wahtc where he swings at me, just kidding thanks.

[i]Ha Ha, They Laughed![/i]

That's the idea, Big Guy. But not out loud because otherwise the Divine Purpose wouldn't be being been properly.