House Of Avenues (Episode Twenty-Three)

They took on the set of incapacitating values, an antagonistic device for the repulsion from former loves she returned her kind she would not give never relieved to leave they took their attraction like the affection of brighter stars than they had like the reach of mutual gravity if he confessed and let her surrender but they coerced a regular diversion and it made them insatiable, they knew in past incarnations and made that scarce fire into a storm in the wake of a raw daybreak. He wanted an expenditure for the torrential avarice from their pulping hearts of her orientation ,when he makes his bet whenever he accepts the tone and momentum of obtuse barbiturates, and when she so politely excused going her highway what did he have to do in their menagerie, the cursive speech she wanted for a reflex the consonants that sustain them. What they could do when they spoke in fatigued timbres when she met him at point did they reveal each other. She got her to him to bring a belief and to look in his eyes what she wanted to mean her words when she touched and his implosion that felt their occupation this time in his light requests her and feels her residence of her life and if she can exceed the concussions brought on by their lucid dalliance, WHAT ELSE COULD SHE PERFORM?!?!?!!!! He could not bring himself for her intensity he liked. When she slept watching her breath come and go he didn't know what could've done with the life he testified for the supernal combustion shared in her conceptions, his intentions to covert his languages concerning them and when she finally kissed him, the announcements from the Bus Stop loud & clear he finally felt the limits of himself breeched he could not forget that last obscured viewpoint she left him.
///A veracity of corrosive engineers who forge their chivalrous scarabs in tree houses and Jolly Rogers. Who blamed them? Who said they'd do right when the entendre gets a grip from the sworn conclusion of conversions that compels off to the adverse. They induce the definitive aspiration finally able to deduce the prophetic jive forward to the crowned conqueror Our Lady Of The Lions Paw her beast and glory her forever wanton painted figments that adorn of the night roaming in our terrified delight along the deepened entrances of City Foundations and secret passageways of oblong oddly wrong peoples depending on stations and all night they fill ornery decisions. They rolled into like OptimumPop and made fair share of the damage they had an indication of how to distribute appearances.///

Cecil wonders what Time he emiTs locating his superposition.
Dante: ~Thought about that would happen, flux contamination on the broadband~
DukeOfLords: ~We pulled through and the action got nice. We saw how we do time.Now, Stretched and spread we re-lived at certain entrypoints depending on the emotional relativity of the event~
A fact not unnoticed by the rest the Jump.Crew steadied at their center.
MasterOfFaces: ~Floods of density rich formations bleeding in receptions, we have an active Psi coagulation resulting disarray may occur, we shall increase our corpulent logos!~
The depth of notion the precision of Cecil Debord, Quantum Detective in his beat he exits the unnecessary expenditure that has to get him in from his essence when he gets to doing his astral trix Cecil oft times finds him and those exteriors what else could a guy do taking these eclipsing prescriptions?
Dwaddling at the resorted force they dealt The Men Of Ubiquitous Reasons a language like rhododendrons in Far/Drive
Kid Icarus: ~Look! Our now will soon arrive!~
They hit it running at the vanishing point algorithms on the ship/lifts and out they steady for the resolution reaching the drop/point: Infiltration techniques:
DukeOfLords pulls her amethyst fists on the shock troops flips the lid getting her kicks dominating the curiosities knuckling and clasping hooks on blubbery extensions thissping as she dodges she renders herself with assassinations Debord and Dante run the gamut gunned at, Cecil pulls the conductor and gets with it, The Minions converge and up the ante where Dante comes in blasting off the wall the fluorescent sheen from the incisors of inquisitors double jointed surgical elite on a wave of mortification the first horde starts Dante & Cecil get fresh dropping the soldiers.
Phantom code duster Philemon jack/dives into the channel his information dosing the terminal a strange intelligence races out to him he meets an aggregate of memes and perspectives the presence sequences for contact.
:::∞:::√Ω:::CORRUPTING THE RECLUSE:::THE INSTINCTUAL SELF WHAT ADVICE DECLARED INTO EMOTIONAL LATITUDES REBOUNDING THE VORTICITATIONS THAT ACCOMPANY SUCH MODIFICATIONS BUT WE GENERALLY AGREE ON THE CONTRACT:::غ÷†:::WE DIVINED ON THE WHOLE OF OUR LAW WE DINNED ON CLUCKING DERVISHES SNIFFING AT THE HEMS GIVEN TO DEROGATORY STANDARDS::::::::
STIMULATING THE SPOKEN MERIDIAN ERUPTING IN THE HOLY HARLOTRY OF INTOXICATING EXPRESSIONS INFERNAL DEVOTION DIGGED UPON HER BELLY AND RIBS KISSED UPON HIPS AND KNEES:::WE SAY WELCOME YOU MIGHTY! LUSH AGAINST OUR ABDOMEN AND SWILL OUR GUSTO WIF JOYOUS BURN LET HERS FIRE SWIFTLY AND SHE WILL BRING OVER THE OCEAN INTO AN UNDONE ORDER:::∞º/\:::‡ ‡ ‡::::DO/NOT THOSE KINGDOMS FRAIL IN CONCEPTUAL DETAIL THAT REVEALS THE MULTIPLE DISTANCE OF OUR EXPERIENCE:::<√º= ∆\ø>:::AS ALL TOLD TO BEGINS EVERYWHEN TO NOWHERE IN PARTICULAR:::<.µ.∞>:::INSIDE MOMENTUM INSTANCES OF EVER FRACTIONAL TO OUR BELIEF AND THE MEMORIES THAT DRIVE THEM:::Ω/\º:::
Philemon: ~The rising collective invaded the Logosphere from our Drop/Warp in the admitted distance of polygonal surfaces, easing the perimeter speed to get to the exteriors including the portion of dialect acutely pronounced so we can satisfy the choral seizures imploding at NOW and a series of emotional voltages~

MEANWHILE:
Sensory surrounding reference duel attack forms like MasterOfFaces DukeOfLords quick/trip regions infested with cephalopodic myrmidons razoring SHOOSH! they rope and hurl. Bullet belts TAT-AT the attack slinging scimitars these Gentlemen Of Odd Proportions vocal squalls dementia freeze of digital static.
MasterOfLords: ~ ~
Hit their sheilds up the intake deflected a shatterer shriekback they give forth and congregate their defense landing squarely torqued witches with blades taking out the intrusions watch dem split Lords & Faces tops the doppelgangers bring the noise of her Psi/TroniX big aftershocks do in formation abrupt points at any given moment so she reverses her and clips the vowels sound like coming entropy.
MasterOfFaces: ~Such men return in kind, we concentrate what exceeds the bright apertures.~
DukeOfLords: ~As if they had a chance with the way ourselfs worked it with a ferocious grace.~
Like another advance she did an upswing to take the full/\force of extending sentences. She does an extenuating vision to increase her expertise aggression encountered at