[ she had kind of expected to crush him too... but after she knocks into him she stumbles a bit, managing to avoid toppling over by some hellish miracle. she doesn't turn around for a second helping though, and instead keeps running toward a few planks of wood that have washed ashore. ]
[ as her newest mortal enemy she immediately starts trying to smash them, which proves to be no small feat, but she does eventually manage... her tentacles taking them and hurling them out of view. there. mcfucken perfect. if she can't see them, then they're no longer a prob- ]
[ nani the fuck. ]
[ stares at the sand or, more specifically, a crab. ]
Re: Day 222, evening
[ as her newest mortal enemy she immediately starts trying to smash them, which proves to be no small feat, but she does eventually manage... her tentacles taking them and hurling them out of view. there. mcfucken perfect. if she can't see them, then they're no longer a prob- ]
[ nani the fuck. ]
[ stares at the sand or, more specifically, a crab. ]
[ snorts in its face as a big fuck you to it. ]