[You can almost hear something snap in Stan, a whole new wave of old rage welling up and taking over. Despite what Bill said about his pleasure for pain, Stan needs to get this one out. It's one thing for Stan to have dealt with this triangle over the years. It's another to be reminded of the time before then, of the manipulation of his twin.
He grabs Bill by the collar and hefts him off the ground, reeling his right arm back in preparation for the punch. The gem in his tightened fist suddenly begins to glow, forming a pair of shining obsidian knuckledusters around his hands. He aims right for Bill's disgusting little grin.]
BILL IS THE WORST
He grabs Bill by the collar and hefts him off the ground, reeling his right arm back in preparation for the punch. The gem in his tightened fist suddenly begins to glow, forming a pair of shining obsidian knuckledusters around his hands. He aims right for Bill's disgusting little grin.]