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Joe sat at his desk, drawing onto a piece of paper with the pencil in his hand, he was drawing a smiling face. Split into two puzzle pieces. Or at least that was what he was trying to draw, the former U.S. president had the artistic ability of a purple crayon.
Suddenly Beat (from unbeatable), burst into the room.
Throwing Joe Biden out of a window, launching him into the beach outside.
"What the fuck!" Joe Biden yelled as he flew through the air, and then groaning when he made contact with the sand.
Beat looked out at the president from the shattered window, sticking her tongue, and raising her hand to her forehead, making a L shape.
Joe Biden glared up at the young woman, shaking his fists in anger, and dusting the sand off of his suit.
"BIDEN BLAST." He shouted, a beam of energy erupting from his hands.
Beat just barely dodged out of the way, the blast launching into the room, ping ponging around and around, spinning faster and faster, until a tornado filled the room.
Beat jumped out of the room, which was now demolished by the twister.
The tornado sucked up the two characters, and they all died. (I have to go)