Under no circumstances will I show any of you scrubs an ounce of mercy or goodwill in a match. I will come after you like a blood starved hellhound from the seventh circle of hades. I will rush your ass down, I will bully you, I will destroy you. It’s not that I have anything against you, but I’m there to beat your ass in a competitive match for fun. But the only way I can have fun is if I give it my all and decimate my opponent with extreme prejudice. it’s not nice. it’s not generous, it’s certainly not going to get me a girlfriend, but when I’m up against another player I expect them to demolish me and respond in kind because that’s the sort of raw, violent energy I’ve come to expect from a fighting game. I only respect people who do that and wouldn’t ask anything less from my opponent.

So, if you want to take that mask off so badly, you need to show me, the ruthless unchained hellhound, that you can earn it. you need to beat my ass and knock me down, get that taunt out, and show me you’ve earned the right to take that mask off. prove to me that you’ve got the overwhelming, raw, unadulterated power and skill, the will, to overcome a ravenous monster who can, and will, beat your ass in online ranked and maul you to death long enough to taunt me.

If you can somehow do that, I’ll respect you all the more for getting that mask off. but I am not made of mercy, I refuse to just give you that for free because from my point of view just letting you have it would be a stain upon our match. it’d be the height of disrespect. I want you to beat me, I want to beat you. so earn the right to take the mask off. earn the right to taunt. fight back, be ruthless, be vicious, be a goddamned beast. but don’t you be coming up on me and asking nicely “c-can you please let me taunt so I can see jack-o’s face?” because I’ll look at you like you just slapped me, and then I’ll put you in a corner five different times and double perfect your weak ass.

as justin wong once said

“you gonna learn”

No mercy