*blocks your path*

*blocks your path*

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>walks over him

>You imagine yourself...
>...as a fictional character.
>On a hit, epic motion picture.
>Either a theatrical presentation ala Gladiator
>Or a patrician television series, broadcast say on HBO, home of Rome and Game of Thrones.
>You are the either a hero or a villain, whichever you prefer to call yourself.
>You are facing your archrival, the wretched Pretender "Emperor" Warwickus Midgius Daviscus.
>The arc has reached its climax.
>This stump of a "man", this mutt, this mongrel, this ANIMAL is the only thing standing between you and your birthright, ruler of the Great user Empire.
>You know what you must do, and you proceed without mercy.
>"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
>"THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING, I'M IN CHARGE HERE"
>"B-B-B-BUT I BLOCKED YOU ON TWITTER!"
>"NOOOOOO EMPEROR ANONIUS I BEG YOU!"
>"HAVE MERCYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"

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>putting yourself in thigh gouging range
you fool

>steps over

*steps through him*

>tfw someone disagrees with you on Twitter.

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*pulls down pants*
*squats over midge*
*lower my asshole onto his head*
*continues to push down*
*midge is anally vored by yours truly
*pulls pants up and continues to walk*

nothing personell warwick

OMAE WA MOU SHINDERU

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Warwick will take down Yea Forums. Screencap this.

>not veiling the thread to be on-topic with a warwick show/film
janny's gonna FREAK

>Warwick Davis lost his virginity before you
it's just not fair bros

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it's probably easier to get laid as a midge because you're rare and midge women will like you purely for being a member of their kind

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I’m reporting you all to the cyber police. Have fun in prison.

*punts into oblivion*

holy fucking based

do midgets go to normal prisons or playskool prisons?

midges go into fridges

>Get the fuck out of here, Jews! *toss* The Holocaust didn't happen! *throw* But it fucking should have! *hurl*

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take it easy with those hydrogen atoms mr davis

can someone write some sick shit about what would you do to him. I get a tingly feeling in my belly when i read those. trying to explore it.

HOUSE, INT - NIGHT

(i have my back turned to the camera, a sharply tailored dress shirt with suspenders, I can be seen mixing a drink at the personal bar)

ME: Well, well, well... It seems I have you right where I want you Mr. Davis.

(Warwick Davis is tied to a chair, hes calm but focused)

WARWICK: so you think, Yea Forums.

ME: shhh... I'll let you know when its your turn to speak Mr. Davis.

(I sip my drink and sit down in a chair next to the bar)

(slowly untying my shoes dress shoes) ME: do you know why I brought you here?

WARWICK: enlighten me.

(taking off shoes) ME: truth is Mr. Davis, I find your kind repulsive. (points at WARWICK with shoe)

(brings out steel toed caterpillar boots from under chair) ME: your beady little eyes, stubby little fingers, gigantic disproportionate heads, and worst of all your inflated egos. to think such diseased creatures have the audacity to reproduce. i mean, really mr. davis, look at your children. why would you condemn them to a life of suffering just to fulfill your own misguided desires?

WARWICK: so you're saying i have no quality of life? that i don't deserve to live? why? because i'm a little person?

(tying off boots) ME: little person, dwarf, midget, gnome; it doesn't matter how you brand yourself WARWICK, you are still an abomination. you see that don't you?

(tears in his eyes, clenching his tiny fists) WARWICK: what gives you the fucking right!? to.. to pick and choose who deserves to live and die? i am a good person, i give back to the community! what the fuck do you do!?

(standing up and working into the boots) ME: enough WARWICK, you're not a martyr. you're a midget. you cannot talk your way out of this.

(disgusted) WARWICK: oh fuck off. this is just a charade. you havent got the balls you ignorant little pip! bigot!!

(lining up the shot) ME: steady now, Mr. Davis...

(panicking) WARWICK: okay! okay! please okay wait please!

(stopping and loosening cuff links) ME: hm?

cont.

Oh shit, are we doing this? I mean, we had that whole shitstorm about the girl from Stranger Things being a homophobe.

Underrated.

WARWICK: money.. I have money. I'll give you whatever you want..

(throws drink on warwick and smashes glass on the floor) ME: CUNT!! despicable little goblin fuck! you think I want money!? the chair you are tied to is worth more than the shoebox you live in.

(spitting drink and catching breath) WARWICK: then what!? what do you want!? please dont do this i have kids please! my wife!

(reaches into back pocket) ME: yes your family, i almost forgot.

(pulls out polaroids)

ME: this is your wife (still of mrs davis walking into house where warwick is now)

(warwick is visibly distressed, wide eyed)

(shuffling through photos) ME: i guess she prefers normal men as well (stills of me and mrs. davis having sex)

(smirking) ME: I made her call me Willow.

WARWICK: motherfucker! (desperately tries to free himself from his binds, thrashing about) AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

ME: relax Mr. Davis.. you are embarrassing yourself. that's clear scotch tape i tied you with. I didn't even need duct tape heh.

(reassuming punt position)

ME: and now Mr. Davis, any last words?

WARWICK: I-I- I wa..

(interrupting) ME: Christ, it was rhetorical Warwick. I couldn't give a fuck about your last words. (winding up punt)

WARWICK: no. no. NO! WAI-

(warwick is punted so hard in the head he and the chair fall backwards. a grotesque split welt already formed on his temple. i stand over him stomping his head into the floor over and over. the blood drops splattering my face and white shirt. gripping the bar for support and i stomp over and over and over. i stop and quickly pick up the chair with warwick still tied to it, and scream while slamming it against the wall until the chair splinters into pieces and Warwick falls into a pile on the floor.)

*CUTS TO BLACK*

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Real talk, I'd reenact the Battle of Endor. Take Warwick's little midge warrior fantasy and put it in the real world. Get the Midge, his midge family and other uppity midges and dress them up as the Ewok tribe, arm them with authentic weapons, sticks, bows and arrows, slingshots all that shit. For the Imperial Stormtroopers I'd hire the North Korean army.

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>almost stepped into some shit
>posts in the thread anyway
Based seething midge retard.