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Doomtrooper - Brute - Super Punch Out

Added 2021-07-17 17:01:01 +0000 UTC

After the massive man tore his clothes from his body, Mickey watched as he tore the cable from a nearby pull down machine and tied him to the top bar of the smith machine. The massive man grabbed him by the jaw and held his head so Mickey was forced to look him in the eyes. "Punk little bitches like you always think life is a game. Your loyalty is only to yourself. You word means nothing. You fuck people over for sport." Brute said to him, the hand holding Mickey's jaw tightening. Mickey tried looking away from Brute's intensity but Brute wouldn't let him, "Fucking look at me boy!" He deep voice snapped out the command. The fire in the big man's eye poured into him and made him shiver. "You get away with it for so long you think nobody can touch you." Brute continued. Then he chuckled darkly and said, "Today's your lucky day. Not only do I love to play games, part of my job is to teach you a lesson."

Mickey tried to speak but Brute shook him like a doll. "Shut up!" he said. "Your lesson starts with a old game from over 70 years ago in the 1990s. It was called Super Punch Out. It was an antique when I was born and pales in comparison with shit that is out now. But there was something about it that spoke to me and still does today." Brute let go of his jaw and balled up his fist. His face split into a joyful grin and he said, "Why don't you and I play for a while."