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He collapses to the floor mere moments after. Fuck, no wonder why you mostly do ambushes or use guns. Fighting with your bare fists sucks.
The crowd goes wild upon seeing your victory. Most of the cries are incoherent drunk blabbering but you'll enjoy it for a moment. Okay yeah that's long enough.
You quickly stumble out of the cage once it opens, leaving the man to recover from your punch. You rub your stomach and for now, whatever damage he did is being slowly patched up by your natural regeneration. You'll sleep it off and hopefully you'll feel a bit better.
>+1 FLESH! 3/5 FLESH REMAINING.
You head back over to the massive bar at the far west side of the room. You prop yourself on one of the many stools. The bartender immediately slides you over a bottle of whiskey, free of charge. You take a deep swing of it while you wait for your other allies to join you.
After an hour, everyone is now sitting at the bar, drinking and having the time of their life...expect for Clover and Casey. You take a moment to see where he could possibly be at but Naomi points over at a small stage at the center of the floor.
You squint your eyes. Both of them are standing on the wooden stage alongside a cast of other employees. Marla, Kana, you recognize those two. A few other random faces you can't quite recognize are also scattered throughout the stage.
"ATTENTION, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Clover yells out for the whole casino to hear.
"THE WILD ADVENTURES OF CLOVER EPISODE FIFTY IS STARTING NOW!!!" Casey screeches out just in case the fucking deaf didn't hear them.
The casino erupts in cheers throughout the five or so floors that make up this place. You take another swig of your whiskey, ready to see what's up with this.
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The last thirty minutes was some of the cheesiest, clearly low budget nonsense you've seen but you have to admit, it had a charm to it. The performance was pretty simple at the end of the day. Clover, as the main character, goes around the Wild Wastes in an attempt to help out someone or hunt down a criminal.
Casey, as his sidekick, would usually be the one who would be put into danger. This time, she's tied to a train track with bundles of rope while Kana (the foxheaded woman) rubs her hands with a comically evil smirk.
"IF YOU'RE GOING TO CATCH ME, YOU'LL HAVE TO LEAVE HER BEHIND, SHERIFF CLOVER!"
"DAMNIT! WHAT A DASTERDLY TRICK, KANA!"
"AIE AIE HELP ME CLOVER"
It's very cliche but the sheer earnestness of it all is charming. It's clear he's really in his element when he's doing this. The show lasts about another fifteen minutes before it wraps up. Given the cheers and money being thrown at them, this seems to be a major attraction for this casino.
Gotta give props. He knows how to sell some cheap slop- Wait what's going on why are you suddenly falling you're not that drunk yet WAIT HOLD ON WHAT-
Everything goes dark. The last thing you see is your allies staring at your seat in abject confusion.
