GRAND TWEET V: it's over!

"TURN OFF THE GODDAMN MUSIC!" Vera rips out the speakers from the ceiling.

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Gravedigger senses... tingling. This blasphemous establishment is hiding something. Wonder if someone knows the way to the basement.

Suddenly, an affront to her entire species rings into her eardrums. She leaps onto the flying metal thing.

"LEOPARDESS. I'm a leopardess."

Did my time, took my chances. And that was the last that they played. As they neared the ceiling, they passed within a few feet of Veera.

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"WRONG CHICK HARVARD!"

Catarath slowly tromps across the factory floor, slamming into several poorly-signposted signposts on the way to the basement entrance.

"No worries - I got this." The song continues to play from the cockpit's speakers. Went the distance now I'm back on my feet...

Shelena gave her most charming smile.

"Sure thing!"

Then she charged up her fist with fire and smashed the windshield.

"YO HARVARD! HOWS THE BURN?"

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"Whoah, whoah, WHOAH! Jimmy, shooting needed!" The drone drops, powering its engine back up as it veers off towards a cascade of liquid mint

The basement door swings wide, revealing the pristine factory's gloomy, loamy underbelly.

Catarath raises the shovel and gets to work.

Vera climbs over to the damaged wall and starts launching kinetic pulses at the wall until she breaks through.

Before the jet could spiral out of control, she backflipped off the plane and landed on a conveyor belt. She popped a mint in her mouth.

"Looks like someone needs to... cool off."

"It should -not- be raining cats and dogs! Don't let go of that button, Jimmy my boy!" Reginald spins around to try to aim at Veera.

Just a man and his will to survive

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Unearthed coffins and skeletons litter the basement.

"Just as suspected. A Class Nineteen Graveyard Violation. Capitalism strikes again."

Vera goes out the hole in the wall, and climbs to the roof. She runs to the base of the smokestack.

"Oh you are not serious!" With its gun abruptly stopping, the drone does a loop around the conveyer belt, then turns away. "Well fine."

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"Okay, now that that's over with, just what is everyone up to?"

Harvard Guy fell from the sky next to her. She only glared.