[ WP ] A nightclub doorman does n't let you into the venue , and uses his weight to keep you out . Little does he know , you 're not here to party .

`` Look man, just step aside eh?'' 
 He was huge. Heck, huge would be understatement. If a rodeo bull can fit in a sleek leather jacket and baggy khakis, he'd look like this guy. I was irritated, however, and I am not about to let this sack of muscles hold me back. `` Beat it, missy.'' he smirked. `` Go back to selling cookies to grannies or something.'' 
 
 `` Step aside, and you wo n't get hurt.'' I lowered my voice as best I could. But he just laughed. I sighed. Oh well, I tried. I backed away slowly. `` Oi, what're you schemin' kid?'' his eyes trained on me, now standing several meters away from him. 
 
 Should be here right... about... now. A man across the street trips on a protruding manhole cover, and ends up on all fours in the middle of the street. The lights turn green, and a car roared ahead, just barely avoiding the man. It swerved out of control, and struck a fire hydrant, spewing water over the entire club area. The bouncer was drenched, but I was pretty safe from the spray. A loud explosion overhead as a transformer overloaded. The blast severed a lot of live wires. One of which, landed right next to the bouncer. 
 
 I crossed my hands on my chest as he screamed in pain. The smell of burning flesh filled the air. He squirmed and shivered and shook uncontrollably as lethal amounts of electricity coursed through his body. Urine pooled beneath his feet, and I could smell a hint of excrement as his bowels unloaded themselves from the shock. I sighed again. `` Tsk. Told you.''
