"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY STORE, YOU DAMNED FIEND!"
Humans are bold creatures. We will always fight for our beliefs, no matter the cost, no matter the consequence.
*BANG*
Even if we must shed the blood of our own species, we will do it to further our goal.
*Tsk* "Fuck. Hopefully some of those pellets hit her head. Would serve her fucking right. Oh well, she'll probably die in an alley somewhere. Teach her to try stealing from me again."
But sometimes, we don't fight for beliefs, but other reasons.
*TMP TMP TMP TMP* *WHEEZE* *HUFF* *PUFF*
Greed. Anger. Envy. Gluttony. FEAR.
*THUMP* *COUGH COUGH COUGH*
Human emotions can be a dangerous catalyst, driving even the most sane to the point of no return. A no man's land of dangerous thoughts, ambitions, and actions, each with their own consequence. But there is always an end to everything, constantly being held overhead every living being by the concept we call 'fate'.
*Tss* "Fuck, don't think that wound's gonna heal... Ah. Another nightmare. A fitting audience for my last breath"
Death. Unforeseen, unforgiving.