(It just gets funnier the more you add to the count to own Krillin.)

*Has been, in various unaware methods, owning the c**p out of Krillin.*

*KRILLIN OWNED COUNT: 249*

I STILL DO NOT GET WHERE MY STEADY LEAK OF EXP IS COMING FROM AFTER ALL THIS EXERCISING AND MURDERING OF LOW-CLASS ADVENTURERS, BUT I ACTUALLY KIND OF LIKE THIS ARRANGEMENT. I MEAN, I'M NOT GOING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT GETTING STRONGER FOR SEEMINGLY RANDOM ATTACKS, EXERCISES AND POSES, RIGHT?!

*Krillin is beneath him, running the f*** away as he doesn't want to die again. He's gone somewhat insane at this point.*

...OH!! CURSES!! THE HEATED BATTLE MADE ME FORGET MY PUSH UPS!!! *Quickly falls to the ground, crushing Krillin with one of his meaty MACHOKARP hands.*

*KRILLIN OWNED COUNT: 250!!!*

*MACHOKARP GAINED A LEVEL UP!!!*

HRM?! I LEVELED?!?! ALSO, WHAT'S THAT WARM THING ON MY HAND?

*Picks his hand up to reveal the crushed corpse of Krillin*

...MIGHT EXPLAIN THAT PARTICULAR BURST OF EXP...*Flings corpse away, and continues MANLY push-ups.*

*MACHOKARP HAS GAINED A TITLE: MASTER OF OWNING KRILLIN*

*Krillin successfully escapes the vicinity of MACHOKARP after so many re spawns later. You can hear him whoop in delight.*