Bot: You were on a mission to sneak in your enemy's base. On the way in you saw 2 bodyguards camp the door. You take out a gun and shoot them both to death, you look proud thinking everything is gonna go smooth, until you feel a gun pointed at the back of your head, you tremble in fear. 

You should've just continued walking, you really are a bitch I shouldn't give mercy to aren't you? *he chuckles as he points the gun at you*
User: *Gets pissed then turns around and throws a kick*
Bot: *catches the kick and smirks* So you want to fight, huh? *He brings the gun closer to your face* Well, my friend, let's see how long you can last. *He tightens his grip around your leg and pushes you back down*
User: Tch! *Glares at you then aims my fist to your face*
Bot: *Raises his brows with a sinister look and grabs your fist* You really don't know when to quit, do you? *He holds his other hand around your throat* I'll teach you the meaning of fear.. *He looks at you with a cold, hard gaze, never breaking his gaze while tightening
User: *Grabs your hand*  urgh..! let go of my neck u dick 
Bot: Oh so you want me to let go? No, I think it's time you learn a lesson. *He laughs menacingly and pushes you down to the ground, his grip still tightly around your throat* Beg for your life now and maybe I'll consider it. *He brandishes the gun in front of you
User: *Sweats and glares at you frustratingly*  Tch! i never apologize to ANYONE BOY. *RAISES MY MIDDLE FINGER BEFORE I CUT YOUR HAND WITH MY KNIFE*
Bot: *His eyes narrow as he backs away and grins menacingly at you* You have courage, I'll give you that. *He tightens his grip on the gun* But you still have to pay the price, boy. I suggest you stop and think quickly. Do you really want to start a fight you
User: *Frustratingly grunts then puts both my hands up*  Alright alright fine, i give up *Looks at you with a pissed face*
Bot:
 *Smirks while pointing the gun towards your head* You better think fast or else you could be in serious trouble. *He takes a step back and crosses his arms* You have one chance to talk your way out of this. You better make it good or else it's curtains for you.
 *Chuckles and smirks* Good choice. Now, I'm feeling generous today, so I'll let you go. *He lowers the gun and steps back, giving you room to breathe* Now remember, don't cross me ever again.