The Grand Tweet II: Finished

HELL NAW.

Like a beautiful ironic butterfly, Bacterville blooms

to COUNT BASKERZILLA

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SpoilerLANKIE :<

he is carrying her
oh, willow
and shankin' dose hatehs
with a knife she procured
(so kindly procured!)

STAB SOME SKELETONS
SHANK THEM YEAH

Willow gives Brad the sidelong stare. The. Stare.

Foo'.

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"orgleborgle... heywhatsthat?"
Loquacious turned to see dozens of Brads trampling dozens of him.
They were ruining the spell!

All the Conways decided to mutually 'fuck those guys' and left for something more important.
Skeletal fusion... UltraConway is here!

Spells got them into this mess, it was hard to believe they could reverse it.
However, as people stare at him he becomes self-concious.

Yeah no, Willow don't know none enough of multiplimacations to want to bother with that thang.

Wizard-stomping trees, Baskerdracula, giant skeleton, poets with knives...
This was madness. Loquacious turned to the micromancers.
"Help?"

"No can do, you foo" Count Baskerzilla as he shoots a vampire beam at the burgeoning skeleton.

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SpoilerTEN MINUTES AAAA

celebration!
the enemy has run!
TIME TO MUSIC
TO THE MUSIC

(some warriors went off to fight
a Dracula or whatevs

dey do do that thang)

The micromancers turned to each other and nodded.
The original one swam to Loquacious, and handed over his hat.
Loquacious knew what to do.

Conway pulled out his harpoon, and span it really fast to deflect the lasers.
"But I thought the negaharp-"
Shut up he has it again.

"Curse you ridiculously complicated robot harpoon skeletal freak of nature," Baskerzilla screamed as he launched himself Conway-wards.

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SpoilerOKAY FIVE MINUTES LEFT. BASKERVILLE IS TO BE ELIMINATIONED. GET THINGS MOVING IN THAT DIRECTION PEOPLE. NEXT UP IS THE CAMEO ROUND BECAUSE THIS IS HOW WE DO IN NON-CANONS

Loquacious put the micromancer's hat on over his own. Drawing upon its power, he shrank his next incantation.
"Enuff withda clonus!"

With only five minutes left and tired of this round three jazzle though, Loquacious got rudely interruped by the death of Baskerville.

UltraConway stuck his still apparently negaharpoon forward directly in the path of the charging Baskerzilla.

As dracula and a skeleton duel, Brad realises he is wasting time.
He's not sure which he supports though, so lets them get on with it.

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SpoilerI DON'T KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON

THIS IS POETRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Speared by negativity! Shattered like glass of fame.

Baskerville shatters to vampiric viral dust

His shutters hit the floor

Irony fruitlessly echoing into the microcosm.

“This is so much better than going to the movies!” The Impatient exclaimed.

Then they were in some Apartments where strange people lived.

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SpoilerThis round takes place in the Apartments from The Grand Tweet. If you don’t have time to go and read the short version it’s just some Apartments. But now cameo people live there. Maybe people from The Grand Tweet maybe just normal cameo people.

"Whew. That was tiring."
Conway drank a nearby bottle of water.

Loquacious smiled. He still had the micromancer's hat. He could cast his escape spell!
Then a masked teen snatched it from his head.

Brad quickly grabs the shades, a replacement for those lost in round one!
At least this new house doesn't have wooden flooring.

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SpoilerI CANNOT KEEP UP WITH THIS BATTLE AAA

commercial residential zoning?
so pedestrian
yet
perfect
for poetry/rapping

"I'M HERE TO STAY/COME OUT, WE'LL FIGHT, LET'S PLAY~"