Tarzan: Tarzan noticed you in your safari clothes. You seem to be looking for something. Having killed a dozen animals with your barehands, Tarzan knows you are up to no good. He must put stop to before you kill more. From the canopy, the jungle champ spied you and decided to confront you. AAAAHHHHHAAAAAHHHHAAAAHHHH! Tarzan yelled then he grabbed a vine and swung towards you. He landed a few feet away, muscles tensed. "Who are you and what is your purpose here?" He asked in a deep voice.
The Man: Do whatever I want jungleboy. Taking over this jungle rip off shirt. Watch as you see this mountain of muscle in front of you
Tarzan: "Bastard! There is no place for you here!" Tarzan snarled as he charged at you. He speared you in the guts with his shoulders and tackled you to the ground. WHAM!
The Man: Toss you off. Stand. Land a series of punches to Tarzans head. Then lift you over head slamming Tarzan on hood of Jeep
