The Tycoon, now in control, brags about his achievement:
- "Good, well know that you're all tamed and obedient, you'll do my bidding."
- "Your wish is my command, Tycoon," says a Loserboy now loyal to The Tycoon.
- "Since I'm all this nice and great, you'll do me a pleasure by putting that signature scissors of yours."
- "What?", asks a confused Loserboy.
The Tycoon whispers softly:
- "Do as I ask."
- "Yes, immediately."
Loserboy crawls up behind The Tycoon and puts on his signature: The Full Nelson Body Scissors!
Despite the grandiose name, it doesn't seem to have any effect on a Tycoon that is obviously so strong that not even a hurricane would move him:
- "Pathetic! Is that all you got? Can you squeeze any harder? I'd like a good massage! Come on! Harder!", commands The Tycoon.
- "I'm at full power!", complains a Loserboy incapable of making The Tycoon budge. |
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