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When he does finally return to the team's residence, the burly troll sneaks loudly into the kitchen, grabbing a bag of snacks before quietly stomping into his room. With the lights off and his trideo viewer on, he rests on his thick, floor-bound mattress, and watches the exploits of his fantasy heroes, using their strength of body to conquer their foes and save the day. Punches are sparse, while grappling is commonplace, and with heroes and villains alike deciding to wear as little clothing as possible, Bruce's mind is further saturated with ideals distant to the cyberpunk world of modest ruin he survives in day after day.
Did I mention how much I love Bruce? It's only been less than twelve hours.
Did I mention how much I love Bruce? It's only been less than twelve hours.
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