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-The video feed is blurry a moment as Heavy adjusts the thing. He then gives a big, and very much sadistic, smile.-
Yes, yes! Now is coward punching time!
-He turns it to face a poor alien schmuck with green skin and a white leisure suit and more gold chain than any one individual has any right to.-
This is baby man thinking he can touch girls in club! So I am being told to teach him lesson! HA HA!
-The man is gibbering and drunk, but clearly fearing for his life.-
DON'T HIT ME, BRO! SHE WAS COMIN' ON TO ME! YA GOTTA BELIEVE ME!
-To which the Heavy laughs.-
Look at tiny baby coward! Look at him crying! Look at him wet his pants! HA HA HA!
-The Guide is placed on something to stabalize it as Heavy walks over to the man, popping his knuckles-
PUT UP FISTS! HIT ME, I DARE YOU! FIGHT ME, COWARD!
-For the benefit of those with virgin eyes and ears, a series of typical cartoon sound effects and flashy bangs ala Batman show up on screen as Heavy begins to pound away at our poor pants soiling friend. Everyone else gets to hear the nice smack of Heavy's ham-sized fists against the guy as well as his cries for mercy. Which are, of course, unheeded.
The feed times out.-
Yes, yes! Now is coward punching time!
-He turns it to face a poor alien schmuck with green skin and a white leisure suit and more gold chain than any one individual has any right to.-
This is baby man thinking he can touch girls in club! So I am being told to teach him lesson! HA HA!
-The man is gibbering and drunk, but clearly fearing for his life.-
DON'T HIT ME, BRO! SHE WAS COMIN' ON TO ME! YA GOTTA BELIEVE ME!
-To which the Heavy laughs.-
Look at tiny baby coward! Look at him crying! Look at him wet his pants! HA HA HA!
-The Guide is placed on something to stabalize it as Heavy walks over to the man, popping his knuckles-
PUT UP FISTS! HIT ME, I DARE YOU! FIGHT ME, COWARD!
-For the benefit of those with virgin eyes and ears, a series of typical cartoon sound effects and flashy bangs ala Batman show up on screen as Heavy begins to pound away at our poor pants soiling friend. Everyone else gets to hear the nice smack of Heavy's ham-sized fists against the guy as well as his cries for mercy. Which are, of course, unheeded.
The feed times out.-