"That's right, Mars-Nerd, that's S as in Slaughter, L as in Lacerate, O as in Obliterate, B as in disemBowel and O as in... I suppose I can use Obliterate twice... Well, in any case, you decided to piss off the Top Teen, not a smart move, Geek." he said "Killed plenty of your pathetic, peace-lovin' kind. get in my head again, and I swear, it'll be open season on you, nerd." he said. Lobo, before they had split, had had a little training in resisting telepaths, the technique involved bombarding them with mental images of the most grusome things he had done, and considering all of the things Lobo had done prior to their split, that was a lot. If the martian reached into his mind, he would see a clearly inebriated Lobo firing a large rifle, wildly into a gang of Martian thugs, them fleeing for their lives, another image was him playing hacky sack with a Yellow Martians heart as the martian that it belonged to desperately clawed at him in a vain attempt to get the vital organ back. Then was the incident of the Martians that had been whaling Space Dolphins... He skinned most of them alive, using his medical knowledge to keep them alive in abject agony as he made them watch him turn their skin into a handbag, much as they had planned to do to the innocent Space Dolphins that he loved so much, before overloading the ships engines and killing them in a nuclear inferno.
"So, who put the bounty on me?" he asked. "And how much is it worth, if it's enough, I may just turn myself in."