1 Point | Video; UN: Strike1st | CW Language

[strikefirster]

[The feed opens up to a crooked shot of a building that screams abandoned warehouse vibes. Out of frame is a man in a black karate gi standing next to a grandfather clock with the words "Professor Dongspin" written on it in green paint.]

Now I just got here but I've been seen a lot of talk about free fighting lessons. But we all know that in life you get what you pay for.

You want to really kick the competition? Then you need to get your ass down to Cobra Kai.

Screw that weird ass fairy tale bullshit. Learn from someone who drinks raw eggs, not pansy ass hot chocolate.

You'll learn bone crunching, face smashing, all American Karate. For the reasonable price of your blood, sweat and tears.

We're not going to be doing any self-defense, It's time to learn self-offense.

Don't be a pussy. Join Cobra Kai and let me teach you the way of the fist.

[And then leaps into the air and delivers a spinning kick into the grandfather clock which collapses and smashes against the ground.

The feed cuts out shortly after.]

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video - un: keith

[tempredmental]

[Yeah... Keith really didn't like this guy. Definitely not after the beach.]

You know karate isn't American, right?

[strikefirster]

[Oh no. Not this guy again.]

You know your mullet makes you look like a total fairy, right?

Of course I know that. But we took the sport and made it our own. Like hockey and football.

[tempredmental]

[Keith rolled his eyes.]

You know that ice block knocked a few screws loose on the beach, right?

CW: Indirect mention of death.

[strikefirster]

I might have been a little concussed.

Had a weird dream that some red asshole choked the shit out of me and woke up on the beach and everyone was gone.

Feeling a whole lot better now.

And before you go giving yourself a pat on the fucking back I mean a real red asshole. Fucking horns and shit.

[tempredmental]

[Scoff.]

I wouldn't want to bother with that. Not worth it.

[Though, honestly, Keith wasn't that type. He wouldn't have gone that far anyway.]

[strikefirster]

Yeah. You're more the kind of guy to try and talk to me death. I get it.

[tempredmental]

[Keith shrugged.]

Not really. I just call it like it is. People bluster more when they're covering up how bad they are at something else.

[Keith didn't really get all puffed up at people trying to insult him... not as much as he used to. Now, he did still have that parental trigger...]

[strikefirster]

Look man. I'm shit at a lot of things.

But if there are two things I'm good at it's karate and picking up chicks.

This isn't bluster but if you think it is you're welcome to come find out.

It's open invitation. Take it or go crying home to mommy.

[tempredmental]

[Keith narrowed his eyes a bit.]

Hell, my mom could kick your ass. But fine. You're on. I'll show you what she taught me, too, as I wipe the floor with your face.

[strikefirster]

Shame she's not around. I'd probably take her out to dinner if she could.

But I'll have to settle for you fighting like a lady instead.

video -> action?

[tempredmental]

As if she'd settle for you.

And I'd rather fight like a lady than a loser. See you in five.

[He clicked the device off, headed that way.]