Tristen of the ARSES sat at the bar and ordered another H2O on the rocks.
Although he had hoped that the Ice blade would be enough to cut down Old Man Li's disciple, Bob, he knew that things wouldn't be so simple.
You see, at first, he thought that Bob had been a noob, a Pathetic Peter, but the moment that he threw the blade, he realised a strange thing. Bob had been smirking, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Indeed, it was almost as if Bob had been waiting for him to throw that knife.
He had never seen such calm eyes before in his life.
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Bob had indeed been curious regarding what exactly Anti-Rizz was, and so he had deliberately allowed the Anti-Rizz energy to enter his core, in order to experience what it would be like.
Anti-Rizz was a feeling of superiority, of disdain, and indifference towards other beings, and to be fair, it wasn't really his style, although he could see the benefits of it.
Accordingly, he sought to understand it more deeply, in order to better dismantle it with his high Rizz Index when the time came.
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But first, he had to make sure Tristen and the rest of the ARSES knew that they couldn't bully him so easily.
Upon asking Old Man Li, and having Jake and Jacob do some Googlé-ing, he quickly found them from their secret website, ARSES-R-US.
They advertised bone chilling assassinations and covert missions and listed their credentials in Anti-Rizz. There was detailed information on each member.
Before long, he conveniently found a phone number and dialed it.
"Hello?"
"Hey bro where are you?"
"Just chilling at the taver- wait, who are you?"
"Thanks, you'll see."
Bob hung up, whilst Tristen suddenly broke out into a cold sweat.
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Tristen hadn't always been like this. In fact, the truth was, ever since he had been brutally rejected by a crush when he was still weak and puny,
he had vowed to himself that he would never be hurt again.
Moreoever, that very crush had been won over by none other than a rogue Rizzmaster who had left her crying due to his irresponsibility.
And so he had strengthened his Anti-Rizz to the maximum, and dedicated his time and energies towards snuffing out whom he believed were those arrogant, spineless fools known as Rizzmasters.
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Bob walked into the tavern, causing him to break out of his reverie.
Tristen was about to open his mouth, but Bob waved it aside.
"No need, I've just read your backstory. I just want you to know that Rizzmasters are not what you think. Here's my card. Give me a call when you need."
Bob walked out the door, leaving Tristen bewildered.
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Rowena was next.
He found Rowena sitting on a hill glumly.
He left her a card as well.
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Eventually, to cut a friggin long story short, the ARSES were won over.
"I have a few rules though. " Bob spoke calmly.
"Y-Yes Bob," Tristen nodded, cheeks flushed as he had finally found happiness thanks to Bob's teachings.
"You have to give people a chance."
Bob smiled.
Excellent. From now on, all the ARSES would begin to appreciate the power of Rizz.