#HappyHotelCamp ❝ Gyahaha! Isn't this such fun, Scissor Hands?! Go on, fly a bit higher, I want to see just what havoc I've wrought! I'm sure it looks stunning from up above! ❞

#HappyHotelCamp ❝ Phew! I hate to say it, Scissor Hands, but it looks like they dodged every last bullet! I'd love to know who that driver is. I bet he's handsome as Hell, haha!! ❞

#HappyHotelCamp ❝ Go on, my crustacean friend!! Show them how it's done! ❞

#HappyHotelCamp Al suddenly felt a tingle rush through his body. His ears also twitched. ❝ Hoo! It sure does feel like somebody wants to kill me! ❞

#HappyHotelCamp Alastor could see that not far ahead of them was the vast, open wilderness. If he wanted to do any more true damage, it would need to be now. ❝ Well! Time for the finale, my friend!! ❞ And so, he just unloaded a full 300-clip gatling round into the city below.

🎙 Oh my actual hell, haha, you guys really are wild tonight. I'm just watching this all go down like

🎙 Oh! I can finally post these drafts I had.

❝ ScIiiiIIIisooOOor HaaAAaanDs, dID You SUDDEnLY forGet How tO TURN off THe BLADes?? ❞ #HappyHotelCamp

This Alastor has his own plans! There's a river nearby, and he somehow pulls an entire yacht out of his ass. It fits! Barely! The riverbank is overflowing, but who cares!! #HappyHotelCamp

“HOW DO YOU PULL A YACHT OUTTA ‘YER ASS??” #HappyHotelCamp

She watched while everyone scrambled to try and make living arrangements for themselves. ...... There’s just... so much happening. #happyhotelcamp

#HappyHotelCamp After a wonderful, restful night of sleep in his cushy water bed, Alastor takes a step outside onto the deck of the yacht to get some fresh air. ❝ Haa...! The smell of death and rot in the morning. Don't you just love it? ❞

#HappyHotelCamp Luckily for him, clowns are afraid of water! His yacht has been completely safe this whole time. As a matter of fact, he hasn't paid any attention to the outside world. Oh, no — he'd been inside, sipping on Bloody Marys, and reviewing old episodes of his show!

#HappyHotelCamp Alastor steps out of his humble yacht-shaped abode, sipping a frozen margarita and looking over the carnage on land. ❝ Ahh, what a beautiful sight to behold on this lovely morning! Oop — brain freeze! Haha! ❞