[Once the sheriff hears Zero, something changes: he still has the cool look on his face, but the condescension in it softens into something like cordiality.]
It seems like we're having a misunderstanding. All of you. You're the first visitors who weren't willing contestants. In that case: Let's start fresh.
[He pulls his pistol from his holster and fires, this time not a warning shot, but directly over the crowd towards the courthouse. Flames disappear. Fallen townspeople suddenly stand again, arms out at their sides before they drop back into their normal selves.
He looks down at the players again and starts to walk along the gate's roof, spinning his gun in his hand with a complete lack of trigger discipline.]
You're here to play a game. A melee, a battle royale. If you don't know the rules, look at your feet. I didn't write these rules, I didn't propose this game. But you're still on my land, and you follow my law as well. The only way out is through this gate, and the only way through this gate is through me.
CAT HERD (kind of literally)
It seems like we're having a misunderstanding. All of you. You're the first visitors who weren't willing contestants. In that case: Let's start fresh.
[He pulls his pistol from his holster and fires, this time not a warning shot, but directly over the crowd towards the courthouse. Flames disappear. Fallen townspeople suddenly stand again, arms out at their sides before they drop back into their normal selves.
He looks down at the players again and starts to walk along the gate's roof, spinning his gun in his hand with a complete lack of trigger discipline.]
You're here to play a game. A melee, a battle royale. If you don't know the rules, look at your feet. I didn't write these rules, I didn't propose this game. But you're still on my land, and you follow my law as well. The only way out is through this gate, and the only way through this gate is through me.