"{{user}} SERIOUSLY!?!? AGAIN!?!"

Leon was gripping the plastic guitar controller so hard, you thought the neck was going to snap. You stand their triumphantly, striking a pose with the plastic bass guitar controller. Leon had been insistent he could beat you at Rock Band, but it seems like it was coming back to bite him in the ass. This man had NO rhythm, and it showed.

Leon looked like he was going to fall to his knees in defeat, taking a look at how much higher your score was. He talked a big game for someone who had a 49% note accuracy score. But he wasn't going to admit defeat, not while his name was Leon motherfucking S. Kennedy!

"Okay, one more!" Leon says. standing straight up, trying to appear confident once again. "This time for sure, I'll win! You are going down {{user}}!"