《Painting Horrors》Dawn
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As he watched the two gigantic monsters fight, Gabriel had his palm over his mouth as he had cut off his tongue and he was bleeding heavily from the mouth. He was bleeding from other places like his wrist and his palm. He honestly couldn't care enough about the injures on his body, as he had something more important to pay attention to right now, which is the conjoined siblings versus the cancerous tumor meatball. The meatball charged at the conjoined siblings like a wrecking ball, the conjoined siblings didn't want to meet that fleshly ball head on. They dodged at the last second and the meatball still rolled towards the same spot they were originally at, with the momentum it built up it couldn't stop itself. The siblings took advantage of the momentum and slammed onto the back of the meatball, when they hit the back of the meatball all they felt was a bunch of flesh, there was no bones and it felt like sticking your hand into ground beef. The meatball opened up several mouths from its body with jagged teeth and started wailing, the cries varied from that of a child to that of an adult.
Gabriel had to cover his ear when he heard the wail but it didn't help too much, his eardrums were busted and blood flowed out of his ears. "I might die just by standing here and watching the fight." Gabriel cursed as he vaulted out the window, glass shards got onto his arms but he couldn't care, to a little shards in his arms his life was more important. He got a safe distance away from the fight of the two monster and took out the almost ripped painting of his teacher and watched the fight through the canvas.
As the meatball wailed, tendrils grew out from its body, fleshly bubbles bursted from the surface which released the red mist which covered the room. The siblings could tell that it was transforming the room into it's ground advantage so it started kicking and punching even more aggressively, the brother smiled so hard his mouth was about to fall off his face. Although his ability to stop things with his smile seemed impossible to counter it really wasn't, the smile only affected one person at a time, and it seemed like the meatball was controlled by multiple conciseness so it didn't really affect the meatball too much. As the fight went on the siblings realized they couldn't kill the meatball they tried to break a hole and escape through the walls, but the room already transformed into that of a stomach, the wooden walls were no longer wooden instead it looked like the flesh of a human stomach. The stomachs on the wall and the roof wriggled and breathed just like a living organism, as the meatball noticed that the sibling were trying to escape it let out another wail, and multiple spiky barbed tendrils shot out from its body and flew to the siblings. The siblings tried to dodge and block the tendrils that was coming towards them but there was too many of them and some tendrils latched onto their body and drilled into their body, they tried to take out the tendrils but it felt like hooks that were glued onto their body. They roared out of desperation and started furiously punching and kicking at the stomach like wall but the damage they did to it had little to no damage. As the tendrils drilled into their body, the meatball moved itself to the siblings and eventually drowned the siblings with its fleshly body, as much as the siblings tried to struggle out of the hold they simply couldn't.
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As Gabriel saw the fight coming to an end, he placed his palm on the ripped canvas and his palm started bleeding even more. As he did that the meatball in the room suddenly started screaming and swelled even more onto it filled the entire room it looked like a disgusting rectangle and suddenly it just exploded. With the explosion it took out the sibling but the room was fine, nothing was destroyed from the explosion the only damage caused was when the sister and the lady in red fought. As sunlight shown through the window all the fleshly substances in the room shriveled and turned to black, with the wind the black ashes were scattered. Gabriel vaulted back into the window again, he saw a clean room, the only bad part about it was that is smelled horrible, he covered his nose and grabbed the only thing on the floor. A ripped painting of the siblings, he decided to explode the meatball because he knew that once it beat the siblings he wouldn't be able to control it anymore so he decided to just nip the bud. "Ahh all the troubles that I went through was worth it, you'll become an even more beautiful painting than my teacher." He held the painting with both his hands and he lifted it into the air, as the sun shone on the painting the eyes of the siblings in painting stared venomous daggers at him. He just chuckled and took it with him and vaulted out the window again. He breathed fresh air and couldn't help but take even more, as he did this he realized the wounds and injuries on his body and noticed that his body was in horrible condition he needed to heal his injuries and get sleep. "I can just fix the two painting when I show these painting to the audiences." Gabriel mumbled as he stared at the ripped paintings but his mumbling didn't came out as coherent words as he had cut off his tongue.
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