The Grand Tweet II: Finished

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SpoilerTEN MINUTES AAAAAAA

Dancing honeymosters?
it's the perfect time
for some
thrilling
dance moves

AND WILLOW DANCED WITH THEM

Space Dracula poofed in just as Loquacious wrote out the last word, HEREGOESNOTHING.
But nothing happened.
Space Dracula laughed.
Then...

Brad is too old for this shit and also a little confused.
"Are these the vampires?"
He stabs the ex(?)-evil king in the shin with his head.

Glass
In yo ass
Don't need no class when you rockin that snaz-zle
razzle dazzle, bling on my tassel
haters goin' down is just collaterazzle

Loquacious quickly added an exclamation point at the end. The ink glowed and the spell activated.
Now Space Dracula couldn't stop dancing.

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SpoilerOKAY FIVE MINUTES LEFT I AM THINKING THAT THIS ELIM IS GOING TO SOLARIS. DEATHPOSTS AND THINGS GO DO IT.

Baskerville managed to find himself in the throne room "This place makes no sense!" Then he saw Loquacious' spell. "My god...it's beautiful."

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Spoileri have to write a transition pause thing aaaaa

thumpin disco/Xtasy
running from popo/so taste-y
honey, honey, bleeding from my spleen
but u's the only something i've evah seen

"Evacuate the dancefloor, I'm infected by the sound."

- Cascada

Beats rippled through the hive, sending chunks of debris flying wantonly.

Following the light of a magical disco ball, Brad locates Space Dracula.
"Quick! Someone drive me through his heart!"

"The Hive... has made a decision!"
Conway stared at Bob the Pen, and the dancing honeybeasts started hustling towards him.

"NO, I WILL!"

Bob lunged over, grabbing Brad to stab Dracula.

"NO, I AM FUNKY, NO!"

Space Dracula Funkslpoded and he and Bob died.

“Awesome! You know what I need a lie down.”

And so the battlers were frozen for the night and would resume battling soon.

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Spoiler applause. SO much applause.

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SpoilerOkay due to everyone being exhausted this battle is now on pause and resumes same time tomorrow. You are all wonderful. I genuinely do need to lie down.

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SpoilerI'm almost glad that I don't have to do this anymore because while it's been fun OH GOD WHY IS IT SO MUCH WORK.

*clap clap clap*

Solaris I am so pleased with this. You've truly managed to capture both my hatred of ghosts and my love of punching things. I especially liked the part where I died by exploding a bunch of vampires in space.

I'll thank you the only way I know how.

You've broken my streak.

QUARTER OF AN HOUR UNTIL THIS IS BACK ON AGAIN.

EVERYONE PREPARE YOURSELVES.

“Okay where were we? Oh that’s right you were killing each other.”

The battlers unfroze and they were as small as microbes.

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SpoilerIt’s the ETFA Round and this round is MICROBE aka THE FIRST ABANDONED EAGLE TIME ADVENTURE WOO!

Woffs suggested it so blame her for my self-indulgence.

Willow looked at the petri dish, and saw only brilliant opportunities for flagellum-whipping. "'Sup y'all."

"This is absurd. We should return to a proper size."
Loquacious began chanting. "Makus biggerro..."
Then a paramecium began consuming him.

Lucidity returned to Conway. "What the fuck happ- ow, my head."
Conway fainted. Again.

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SpoilerIX TO THE RESCUE

smaller than small,
(mini)malist
is promptly attacked
by bacteria

he placates them with poetry,
begins riding microscopic fauna