The Grand Tweet II: Finished

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SpoilerTIMES

a. poet,
mourning
for a LOST MUSE
he wails to the heavens

despair
and the attacks
of a glass
clone:

strike back,
shatter
like his
heart

"Hey," Conway said suavely to Baskerville Prime who he just found, "I need clones to throw into holes in spacetime. We could get out!"

"...alendurum kwaforACK!" Loquacious was distracted by the spray in his eyes. "You fool! You've disrupted the spell! It could do anything!"

"Do you own this house?" enquired the tree, "I will end you."
He grabs Dracula's cape!

The spell flew over Bob and went straight at Dracula, turning him into SUPER DRACULA.

"SEE, WE NEED TO TEAM UP!"

"DEAL" Baskerville made some clones for Conway. "But in return I demand your SOOOOUL."

"Nah i'm just joshing. just owe me a favour. 'kay?"

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Spoilerhello

nothing matters
to mourning nonentity

he attacks fearsome spectres
wordy wizard hostage in tow:

he will fight Dracula
for his Willow

"Agreed," Loquacious sighed. "I'll cast a banishing spell. Keep me protected."
Bob nodded, and Loquacious began to chant.
"Goawayvampire..."

Willow put her andriod's volume on max and did, like, that move her girl Fergie did in that Pump It clip y'check? The one with the hairflip?

Brad hangs on grimly.
"The floor is made of stakes!" he advises.

"I know this because I am a tree."
The bird flaps in Dracula's face.

"Sounds good."
Conway went to the graveyard again and told the clones to stand here, here, and here.That's when spacetime started imploding.

"Ok cool, i'll just sit here then..."

Meanwhile, a clone just got bit in half by Super Dracula. "Fuck, why does he expect us to be useful?"

Bob was protecting Loquacious when he noticed the tree... "I... need..." Bob tried to jump into the tree, dropping a pen on the floor.

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SpoilerPSOT

lyricist's weak arms
pummel
enhanced vampire
to no avail,

weakened
he lies down
before looming
death- BAM
bobpen
saves
him:

a- a new muse?

"Grab my hand", shouted Brad to Bob, unhelpfully.
An errant vampiric slap sends his sunglasses flying to the floor.
"No!"

"...anddontcomebackagain varuminos caractai..."
Suddenly, Loquacious heard spacetime imploding!
"Oh no! We've got worse problems than Drac!"

Some Glass Baskervilles swamp the Sunglasses "They'll go great with my summer colleeeectioooon!" They all smash to pieces. Predictably.

There are two Bobs now?
One in the branches and one on the ground?
Is this some spacetime thing?

"Ow, get off."

"I know what we need to do! I NEED TO GO INTO THE TREE." Bob leaps into Brad and sprays him.

BRAD TURNS INTO A NOGHOSTTREE.

Willow /BROKE/ a /NAIL/. "Oh dis nigga goin' DOWN!" Willow undid her earrings and shook out her bling, and whipped Dracula with her weave.

Fleeing. Very fast. Conway passed by a windghost, doing nothing. Wait, an idea!
Conway surfed towards the group on a dude made of wind.

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Spoileri will be your timeothyhour for tonight it seems

you could almost feel
the third dimension
fall into the second

taste it,
and weep

(poet calls to bob,
"I MUST LOVE YOU")

Ignored, Loquacious sighed. He would have to fix this himself. He ran to a window and saw the distortions.
"Donta blowupp universus..."

"I CAN'T LOVE YOU! I need to pilot Brad like a mecha to help willow defeat Super Dracula! We can't let him be a ghost!"

Baskerville Prime checked out the anomaly in space-time. "Cool."
He took a picture on his Iphone.
Then put it through Instagram.