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<span class="mu-r">“Your mind control slides right off of our smooth brains!”</span> you shouted, descending upon the gaggle of idiots like a bat fresh out of hell.
<span class="mu-r">“Well, I guess my friend’s is a little more on the coarse and grainy side. But you get the point.”</span>
Right before you hit the ground, a thick, white cable flew through the air to ensnare your foot. You attempted to avoid it, but the way that it coiled and writhed mid-flight made it seem as if it had a mind of it’s own!
The lasso wrapped around your leg and pulled you down hard onto the stage. It wasn’t much of a hard landing, but it threw you off balance and kept you locked down. A cursory glance around the stage told you that the lasso was being handled by some joker in a cowboy outfit.
The man in the green suit let out a wicked laugh. <span class="mu-g">“Come now. If my inferiors insult their own intelligence before I get the chance to, then what does that leave me with?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“I guess that puts you in an ‘8-Mile situation’.”</span> you grunted. <span class="mu-r">“You’ve got no other options but to throw in the towel.”</span>
You attempted to snap the cable with your bare hands, but a bald, buff guy grabbed the other end and yanked you towards him violently before you got a chance to do anything else. You winced slightly as your back scraped against the stone floor, but judging by the growing shadow that was rapidly expanding around you, chafing was the least of your worries.
A thick, heavyset woman had leapt into the air while you were distracted, and her massive ass was rapidly approaching your face with unsettling speed!
<span class="mu-r">“Holy-!”</span>
Your eyes shot open, and you managed to roll to the side just in time to avoid being flattened. The ground shook with her landing, as did the countless rolls of fat and the truckload of blubber coating her large body. You actually <span class="mu-s">bounced</span> a few inches off the ground when she slammed down behind you!
On the bright side, you weren’t a spider-pancake. However, the cowboy somehow managed to coil the cable up and around your torso so as to ensnare you even further. And to make matters worse, the fat lady was pinning part of the cable down with her considerable bulk.
Or…wait. Maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing!
Sure, pinning the rope locked down your movement considerably, but it also meant that the strong-man couldn’t yank you around like he’d done before. And with the cable wrapped around your torso, you should be able to…there!
You flexed your pectorals and biceps, and pulled! The cable snapped as if it had been made of twine. Celebrating your newfound freedom, you rolled out of the way just in time to avoid the fat lady rolling over to crush every bone in your body.
But as soon as you got up, you found yourself in the unfortunate position of being placed on the backfoot by a swashbuckling swordsman. He swung, slashed and stabbed with reckless abandon, all without losing the precision and power behind his attacks.
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