Warwick Davis

Personally I'd starve Warwick Davis. It should not take too long given his size. Make him stick thin and so feeble. Then I would feign pity and serve him a plate of delicious char siu meat, with rich, sticky sauce, perfect pancakes, refreshing drinks... go all out. Give that little bastard a banquet. Watch him greedily devour the meat. His lips, teeth, and fingers sticky with the sauce as he throws manners and decorum out of the window in a mad rush to satiate himself. Then, when he's satisfied and feels thing are looking up, I shall reveal he has not been feasting on char siu pork but... char siu Harrison Davis. Yes, I will have ensured Warwick Davis greedily gobbled up the flesh of his mutant son that I butchered after growing bored with torturing him. As the tears well up in his eyes and he refuses to belief me, I shall let out a truly evil, bone chilling laugh and upend the contents of a box I'll have near me; it will be the mangled remains of his son. His legs gone, his skin flayed, castrated, eyes missing, his fingers and arms broken, and head twisted around. That is what I would do to that little bastard. The louder he screams and cries in anguish, the louder and more evil my cackle becomes. Hell, it may just kill me because I'll be struggling to breath as I'll be laughing so hard. I will then loop the footage of his son being raped by a dog, tortured, and then butchered by me 24/7 at maximum volume. This is the fate that awaits you, you vile little goblin.

This image tells you why Warwick's black little heart is filled with some much bitterness and insecurity. He has to see women like this all the time and accept that not a single one of them will ever EVER willingly view him in a sexual light. A normal beautiful woman would NEVER have sex with him unless he paid her hundreds if not thousands of dollars. Warwick is the ultimate incel, in his tiny shoes you'd try to get Yea Forums shut down too.

Warwick Davis

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Imagine strapping a bunch of bottle rockets to Warwick Davis, I wonder how many it would take to make him fly. Just hearing him shriek in pain as the bottle rockets one by one burn his midge skin to a crisp than throwing sticks of salted butter at him before unleashing a swarm of starving chihuahuas on him to eat the burnt up butterd midge. It must suck being a midge.

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god i'd love to lock them in a room that's exactly the cubic space of all of their body masses added together for an entire year. imagine that, an entire year of bodies pressing against bodies, forced to assume the same position for three hundred and sixty five days. the room would have a glass roof, giving their eyeballs the allusion of hope when in reality, there is none, and they know that they have to wait out the 365 days i promised them.

every breath one of them take tastes like the salty skin of a dwarf brethren. in order to sustain life there would be tiny holes on the sides of the room for oxygen. i would also occasionally press little morcels of food through the air holes, always ringing a bell before. but once i have them classically conditioned to salivate at the sound of a bell i would start ring the bell without feeding them. two, maybe three times a day they would start to salivate uncontrollably and writhe in discomfort & hunger. imagine the shit and piss that would fill their pants for 365 days too.

oh, and the best part? as December 31st rolls near I would whisper through the tiny airholes, dropping subtle hints about their true fate. eventually they all knew what i was going to reveal. when the time came i told them that i lied about them only being in there for 365 days. this is a message that nothing in life is given to you and that this world is survival of the fittest. the human race has grown soft by allowing these sub-humans, sub-animals infact to obtain power within our society. i am returning the message to them, something my ancestors knew in their hearts, that because i am the physically stronger being i shall have utter control of their destinies. upon hearing this they cry and plead but it is no use. these dwarves will remain in that tiny little room until the day they die.

>police capt: is this about you..being a dwarf?
>dinklage, unphased...
absolute kino

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IM WARWICK DAVIS AND I HATE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU

Wardick Wavis

We nee a God Tier leprechaun movie with Alien invaders

midge

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you have to admit this was kino

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actually a fantastic read, the pastas have been getting a little stale lately but this is really good

ohhh my god i got quuuuaaaaaaaddddddssssss

Did she know he was there?

Sweet musical kino, this is beautiful

More. I must know how Warwick went from being this brutalised victim to this guy in a position of power in the present.

please more this is fucking kino

He can headbutt her to orgasm.

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Warwick becoming this supervillain is a kino development. We reap what we sow, and Warwick's wrath is coming.

user please continue this I want to know how warwick managed to survive. 11/10 kino

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What are some midge kinos

>Have sex

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You can just hear his squeaky voice.

“WUH-HAAAAAY THANKS RICKY!”

well done

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this is amazing