Disregarding the tiny people's "warnings" as inconsequential to a being of your stature, you walk over to one of their taller needlepoint towers and slowly nudge it with the inside of your foot. The faint screams of thousands of tiny men and women ring out from the ground below, terrified by the colossal threat you represent and making you feel quite a bit like Godzilla. You push harder against the building with your foot, feeling the beams near the base of the tower snap as the tower begins to tilt sideways. The screaming below intensifies as you effortlessly push the tower completely over, and you watch with fascination as it rips off its foundation and falls down upon the vulnerable cityscape below. Your scientific mind ponders the loss of life this act caused.
As you stand there thoughtfully, a platoon of army men push through the fleeing crowds. They open fire in the direction of your sneaker, only to witness you lift the giant alien object off of the rubble and hover it over them them like a spaceship before you bring it down on the horrified men. It's obvious that their military poses no more of a threat to you than ants. Unfortunately for them, you tend to step on ants. You stride over to a nearby field that resembles a military base surrounded by a square fence. The fence doesn't even reach the height of your sneaker treads, although you flatten it anyway. Another foolish squadron of tiny army men pour out from a building and open fire. Could those bullets even reach your face in the sky, you wonder? Other men are simply aiming directly at your destructive feet, not that it matters. Even though their tiny bullets could probably get past your running shoes' mesh siding, you doubt they could penetrate the layers of spongy foam cushioning that house your feet. Their attacks on you are insignificant and inconsequential, but you still ensure they regret taking this course of action in their last few moments regardless by lifting your sneaker over the entire platoon and casually pressing them under your toe, then twisting side to side.
Remaining military personnel wisely flee from your vicinity, leaving the boundaries of the base or hiding within buildings. What to do, you wonder...
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