Alarms ringing, Kinchi woke up in a state of Meza Hysteria as he had some very arousing dreams. Hysteria Savant Syndrome, HSS for short, is activated whenever Kinchi is sexually excited. He had found out a way to manually activate this affect by injecting sex steroids into his body during a fight. During the time that the gene is active, his nervous system's processes will accelerate by 30, giving him unmatchable perception and reflexes. His strength is also increased to a point of disbelief.
Jumping up from the bed, he brushed his teeth and got dressed. Kinchi wore a checked red and white button up shirt along with faded black jeans. Putting on a red blazer, he grabbed his guns and placed them on his belt. Fumbling around for his Emerson Roadhouse tactical folding knife and his illegal butterfly knife, he slipped the two blades inside his jacket. Painfully trudging outside the student house he drew his Desert Eagle and flipped the selector switch to three-round burst fire. Activating the laser sights he cocked his gun and aimed.
BANG! BANG! BANG! Anyone near the gun would have gone deaf in an instant but Kinchi was used to the noise. Slamming down on the trigger once again he shot three more rounds. As Kinchi noticed how every shot missed, six shots flew towards his face. In his eyes they were all going in slow-motion as he ducked. Every bullet slammed into the door behind him. If he wasn't in a state of Meza Hysteria he might have died on the floor with a hole in his face. Reloading his Desert Eagle he grabbed his Grizzly, turned the selector switch to full-auto and began firing. 2 seconds lapsed and he was already out of ammo in the Grizzly. Nervously reloading his high calibre pistols he began wielding the guns akimbo-style. Flipping the switch back to semi-auto he aimed. The gun spat fire. Bullets sprayed from the enemy's weapon as every one of Kinchi's shots was deflected.