twitchtwi— SNAP.

"Helloooo!~" He said, sickeningly-sweet, before automatically crushing a decapitated dummy-head he was holding. It was clear.. he was on the brink of insanity. Why? Who knows.

What isn’t good is that you’re a dummy. Stuck in the middle of crossfire. Jetpacker spins his head in a 180°, his torso not moving. This ain’t looking too good.

"Oh MAAAN, I’ve been looking for a good ol' dummy like you to tussle! Ya know, the other guy wasn’t that much of a good fighter.." As he continued rambling, he unnervingly made his way towards you, preparing to turn on his RPG.

".. but hey! My prayers have been answered, and YOU’RE here! Hehe :3. Now hold still." Jetpacker points the RPG at you, before striking.