Hank raised his sword.
Deimos sighed. “We’re really doing this.” madness project nexus hacked party mod
From below rose a boss the mod had simply labeled . It was a massive, glitching skeleton made entirely of discarded birthday cake, melted ice cream, and the broken dreams of every sober person in the facility. Its eyes were two spinning disco balls. Its roar was the sound of a kazoo being stepped on by a dying clown. Hank raised his sword
The final blow came from Hank. He grabbed the propeller off his beanie, jammed it into the Crasher’s skull, and kicked it into a vat of punch that had mysteriously appeared in the center of the courtyard. The punch turned black. The bass stopped. melted ice cream