Edgelord player: "I stab him during his monologue, he's surprised, right?"

DM: "Did I say roll for initiative?"

As smoke drifts off the thusly smote corpse of the aforementioned villain, a whispy shade materializes over the body and resumes where the villain left off, stating: "...and so you will never find the mystical orb of Theremas in the dark tower of Zyyzaxes, beyond the fire jungles of Lardamas, near the equally dreadful pits of awkward socialization, just short of the black cave of high school reunions!"

if they didnt want to get smote, they shouldnt have stood within smiting range. Simple as that.

This is what paperwork is for.