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The room fills with an overpowering stench, as the walls and floor become coated in a concoction of unimaginable proportions. The once-white exterior of Baymax is now transformed into an unrecognizable brownish mess as it ruptures with a seemingly endless stream of waste material.
Streams of vibrant brown matter erupted from every joint, propelling Baymax skyrocketing into the air. With each explosive propulsion, cries of laughter and astonished gasps echoed throughout the city. People on rooftops scrambled for cover, while others could only stare in amazement, their mouths agape.