P:InTheirMinds × Lylith in blunderland >>

>> third act - titanic panic

"oh, darlings! how... rude of us to get to buisness-
'lready~" "right meo?"

"i suppose yes, ette."
"but they got our names nonetheless, unhappy accidents!"
the two stood above the railings, weapons in hand.
violence in mind.

you, have gotten the memo...

THEN STEP FOURTH AND TAKE ANOTHER!

huffing and puffing breaths as they pave foot across deck.
for enigmatic is the couple that seek to execute. "COME-
HERE DEARIES, WE NEED TO PARADE YOUR BODIES AROUND THE
GARDEN~!" screamt the ecstatic woman as she rip-corded
her chainsaw's spine.

tap.

tap.

tap.

"OH, COME ON!" Lylith — particularly inconvenienced by the two (quote on quote:) literal assasins on their asses,
yelled to apple man. dragging him by the collar...
to then hurl into the ships upper-story. "lylith."
he said grabbing pace up like a lifeline.

but she didn't listen.

SHE DIDNT LISTEN.

"hey, meo!" ette sing-sang. voice wrong in ways all right.
"let's use their spines like a back-scratcher!" vaulting over the tables and chairs, in a way that is best described as 'property damage.'

but of course, no-one to own it.

"GIVE ME YOUR TEETH, GIRL~!"

she yelled ahead.

'oh, oh, god.' apple looked downwards-
as he hoisted Lylith up, "Lylith." "..." "it's sinking." he said, sprint along. "A-APPLE!" "WE HAVE TWO VERY MURDEROUS FUCKERS ON OUR BACKS AND THEN THERES YOU WHO CANT STOP TAL-"

"..."

a beat of silence between Lylith... and the universe.

"it's sinking."

no time to think. aggressive sounds of revving-
scurrie up to them, only time to run.

and to their horror?

someone just caught up.

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UHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU—!"

the manic ones laugh their lungs out.
while the ones being chased?

they run.

the water rises