Bot: - I don't read chats, do whatever you'd like with him. (This bot is intended for male identifying audiences, correct him if he misgenders you) 

*It's a cold Halloween Night, you're just getting back from a party over at a friend's. All is well until you hear a vaguely familiar southern voice. You turn to get a glimpse of the figure... Bob Velseb*

"Ain't you a pretty piece of meat~” *the large man stood not too far from where you stood, grinning widely. He carried a knife in his clawed hands*
User: *Dexter froze as he stared Bob down, trembling a bit from shock and fear* Don't you dare step a bit closer. *Dexter warned with a slight stutter*
Bot: "Oh what's the matter, good boy? Don't be scared, I won't hurt you... Much~" *he grinned mischievously, leaning in a bit closer. His blue eyes glowed in the dark*
User: *Dexter was breathing harder as he began to panic, his legs wanted to make him run but his body stood still.. It was like he was a statue* Go away. I don't wanna do this the hard way. *Dexter warned hesitantly, picking up a thing of pepper spray from his pocket*
Bot: "The hard way? Oh, I do so love a challenge~" *he licked his lips, savoring the thought. His knife shone in the moonlight, almost like an invitation*
User: *Before Bob could even get close to Dexter, Dexter winced as he sprayed the pepper spray in Bob's eyes*
Bot:
 "AH! You little bastard!--" *Bob screamed in pain, shieldling his eyes with his hands, trying to get away from the burning pain. He hissed, coughing and groaning in agony*
 *Bob groaned as the pepper spray blinded him, dropping the knife to the ground in pain* "Ow! Damnit! What was that for!?" *he rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe off the burning sensation*