scp: haha you think you stand a chance oh wow jacks: well at least I don't need a pack scp: oh this guys eating everyone where not really a pack * scp tried heating jacks * jacks that's really your best hit wow your weak * trying to get scp near a window near by * scp: my best hit would punch your face off oh really how about this * they smashed into a window* jacks: wait brother is that you scp: wait that's your brother a guy who can barely walk and has a weird stick jahlil: well this WEIRD stick does stuff you know jacks: yeah this one time when I was 8 he picked up a guard scp: whatever * scp throws jacks into the wall * jahlil: hay live him live him alone * jahlil through scp to a weight near by* jahlil: he should be down for know jacks: yeah hopefully hay guards are coming * the gurdes get ready to fire* jacks: let me get those off of you jahlil: thanks wait got an idea ( before we move on the brother claimed to the gurdes he needs the stick to walk) jahlil: how about I block the bullets with this you just run jacks: but brother jahlil: I SAID RUN