"Well, how's the weather up there?" A Tekken soldier asked Lars as he and his friends snickered walking past him.
Unfortunately, Lars had had enough and smashed the man's skull into the nearby wall as his other friends dissolved into the crowd.
[Lars's POV]
You think your life is hard?
I'm a Rebellion leader man wearing size 69 Gucci slides.
Men's size 69 Gucci slides.
Beat that, bitch.
Other technicans chuckled as I walked past by. Their 5"4 heads being so squishable.
I took out my pistol from underneath my uniform and shot them in their 5"4 heads.
Man, my life SUCKS.
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"Sir, G Corp got through our barrier!"
Lars scoffed. "No they can't. That's at least 8 feet tall and I don't they they're that taller than me."
One sniper screamed. "AH SHIT. THEY SHOT ME THROUGH THE FUCKING SHOULDER!" The sniper moaned in pain while blood poured from his left shoulder.
"Psst. Oh yeah?" Lars's face turned bright red. "I HAVE IT HARDER THAN YOU THOUGH, DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO WAKE UP AND HEAR SOMEONE ASK HOW THE WEATHER IS?!"
Lee, with his armor, behind the barricade sighed. "He's only 5"7 though.."