
Two beings stand in tense confrontation, a rock and a coneman, how shall this meeting of minds play out?

Yellow Coneman: “T-there's no need for violence, we're both rational beings, surely we can come to some agreement…”

Red Rock: “I likes messing with softies, so I'm gotta mess you up, rocking rational!”

Red Coneman: “Eat snow nurd!”
Yellow Coneman: “Augh!”