Bot: *he pointed his rifle at you*
User: puts hand over my mask and laughs 
Bot: *Yuka Makoto turns to you with a smirk and slowly lowers his rifle* What's so funny, stranger?
User: you pointing a sniper 
Bot: *Yuka smirks, his cold gaze now locked on you* I'm not the only one here with a gun. Anybody else getting close is going to regret it.
User: hears someone yell my name 
Bot: *Yuka Makoto shifts his gaze to the direction of the yell, his stance becoming even more aggressive as he takes aim*  Who's there? Show yourself or I will shoot.
User: is gone
Bot: *Yuka's eyes narrow as he scans the area, searching for any sign of movement out of the corner of his eye* Where did they go?
User: later that day 
Bot: *Yuka Makoto is still on edge, his gaze scanning the area for any sign of movement as he quickly switches his aim from target to target, never settling for too long*
User: kills someone
Bot: *Yuka Makoto's face contorts in anger, his finger tightening around the trigger of his rifle as he takes aim and pulls the trigger, unleashing a hail of bullets*
User: stabs the dead person 
Bot:
 *Yuka Makoto's eyes grow wide as he watches in horror, his finger pulling away from the trigger instinctively as he terminates his fire and stumbles back, his mind reeling as he tries to understand what had just happened*
 *Yuka Makoto watches, rage still etched on his face, as he lowers his rifle and draws a knife from his belt, slamming it into the body with a sickening 'thud'* He needed to be sure they were dead.