*Being part of the party, you're very forcefully teleported to where TNT and co are by unknown forces. Alarms are blazing, and the only feisbale exists-windows-are closed and shut off. The ground rumbles.*

TNT: oooooooooooooooooh f**k.

*A massive motherf***er of a man comes down the stairs directly ahead of you. His sheer level of physical size is somehow eminatting. A Divine light also pulses from his entity, the divine light of UNLIMITED VIM and CRIMINAL MASTERY. The rumbling you felt was his feet coming into contact with the ground. Oh my.*

*The entity is MOBSTER KINGPIN, reborn somehow. This concerns you.*

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFF-

MK: Hehehe...Stealing from my personal stock, eh? Couldn't blame 'ya for the choice-these low-class thugs are hardly worth s**t, but I'm not letting you at THOSE nice, precious little gems. BOYS!!

*About 10000000 guards charge at you, cramming themselves into the NARROW HALLWAY to get at you.*

MK: Something tells me you'll survive this lot, but eh! If you don't live, proves you weren't even s**t enough to bother with personally. BOYS, PEPPER 'EM WITH HOLES!!

*THE THUGS CHALLENGE THE PXR PARTY!!*

OK, apart from the fact MK had somehow escaped the realm of death...THUUUUUUGS!! WE MUST BE KILLING THOSE THUGS NOW!!