Shank A Bitch 3 Day Six: The Handsman Cometh (10/71 Alive)

Spotlights converge on Pharmacy, standing on the opposite end of the S.S. Whalenaught.

Thumping whale-techno starts up as she strides down across a rigging tightrope, sunglasses bathed in the light of a hundred WHALE FIREBREATHERS performing on either side of the ship. The sky lights up with the CELESTIAL NARWHALS bursting into colorful celebrations, one image constantly reflected in their astral hides.

Her approach to the stage is heralded by a series of captioned images flashing onto a screen covering the Whalenaught's conning tower.

"Pharmacy started sprouting these weird mutated limbs for some reason. It was probably something in the water."

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"Pharmacy and Truegreen established a ceasefire line at the Marinara Trench after an ongoing period of stalemate. The truce appeared fragile, however, as both sides of the DMZ saw significant coral buildup. Pharmacy was expected to make the first move, once her footholds over the Ranch and Worcestershire Trenches were secured."

It is only when she steps onto the wreckage of the podium and turns to face the crowd, however, that the source of the CELESTIAL NARWHALS' excitement is revealed in full. Surely the commander of such an armada is the WHALE DUELS' true champion?

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"Pharmacy unleashed her super form! - It is obviously that of an unnaturally large, levitating narwhal (Monodon monoceros), one of the more majestic examples of the order Cetacea. Unlike an actual narwhal, my super form actually has teeth. And a jetpack."

Her awesome show of force concluded, a Celestial Narwhal swoops down and whisks Pharmacy off the Whalenaught.

Knocked out of its booth by sheer terror, the Herald scrambles back into its seating before announcing...

CAN ANYONE TOP THE NARWHARMY? GOOD LUCK TO...

SCHAZER!