No op, joke, or Bambi, baisic rules apply.

YEETKING: give me the cheddar, and make sure its extra sharp

John: what?

YEETKING: I said give me the cheddar, and make sure its extra sharp

John: i... don't know what you mean.

YEETKING: *facepalm* I want cheddar cheese, the cheese, bc Im hungry I want it extra sharp

J: im... robbing this guy...

YEETKING: *holds gun* one last time, give me the cheddar

J: I don't have cheddar!
(Did you not read the title? Baisic rules includes no joke)

YEETKING: ok then *pulls trigger*

J: *dodges*
(Thought "Don't kill him" was understood but ok)

YEETKING: ok, later nerd *leaves*

Septimus: "Rome's greatest gladiator robbed by a cowboy?"

John: man just hand it over. I need a little more money so I can buy some cattle.

Septimus: *He spun his spear and slammed it into John's stomach with the blunt end*

J: Ow! *shoots him in the stomach*

Septimus: *The damage was cushioned by his armour but he still felt it*
"That was supposed to be a warning shot."
*He used his free hand and grabbed their gun*

J: *shoots it 9ut of your hand*

Septimus: *He lets go, drops his spear and sucker punches them in the head*

J: OW! **backs up, picking up his gun*

Septimus: *His spear gravitated towards his hand and the threw it at John*

J: *hides behind a barrel*

Septimus: *The spear came back to him just like a boomerang*
"Flee or turn yourself in, the choice is yours."

J: you underestimate me.

Septimus: "Unless you have any tricks up your sleeves you're coming with me."

J: *raises his hands holstering his gun* alright. Alright.

Septimus: "Gun on the floor, hands behind your head. You mess around and I'll have your head privately delivered to the emperor."

J: this is america...

Septimus: "I'm travelling to America, don't I seem a bit out of place?"

J: no... we are In America.

Septimus: "I know, that's what I just said. Now stop trying to make me talk and fight!"

J: fine.

Septimus: "You have two options, fight or submit."

J: I choose... fight! *slices your Achilles tendon*

Septimus: *He narrowly jumped out of the way, it grazing his boot as he came down with a front kick*

J: *dodges*

Septimus: *He launched a flurry of rapid strikes with his spear, each one equally unpredictable*

J: f**k! *lights some dynamite, sticks it on his spear*

Septimus: *He threw his spear as far away from him as possible, it cleanly slicing through the air as Septimus continued attacking John with his bare hands*

Myst - are you robbing me

John: I don't know, I am holding a gun to your face.

Take this(throws a weird feeling cashbag)

J: thanks. I don't want to shoot you. But I had to.

The cash bag explodes in his face

J: AGH!

Old tricks never die

J: *shoots you in the knee*

(Sees it coming and dodges) be careful

J: asshole!

Sorry, I just do not like being robbed

J: well you didn't have to do that!

oh, sorry

J: god...

Do you need help

J: no...