| Crayons |
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| Crayons: the colorful menace. While their achievement of a multicolored solidarity may be an inspiration to us, it makes them even more formidable. Enter the Solar Death Ray. Drawing on the power of the sun, the Solar Death Ray struck down these enemies of humanity. The crayons stood together, and they melted together. Yellow, the ringleader, held on the longest, but in the end he too yielded to the power of 112 suns. After the death ray was shut down and the crayons were removed, a surprising amount of waxy viscera spilled onto the ground. The crayons had been more severely damaged than was initially apparent. I peeled away the paper uniform of the green crayon to show just how much had been liquefied. While I was pleased at how easily the crayons were dispatched, I was a bit disappointed that I had failed to learn the location of their rebel base. |
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