• Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
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  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
  • Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set
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Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set

Tony Eats (9,700 Pieces)  | Brick-Art Mosaic Set

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  • Precision-Engineered Bricks for Perfect Clicks
  • Detailed High-Quality Instructions
  • 9,700 Pieces
  • 36 Baseplate (16x16 Stud) Canvas
  • 9,216 1x1 Round Pixels Tiles
  • Finished Dimensions: 78.4 cm x 78.4 cm

 

Behind the Bricks, Part One...

    Tony Malone staggered down the dim alley, his oversized clown shoes slapping the wet concrete with each step. His face, smeared with white makeup, was twisted into an unsettling grin. He wore a neon pink suit, the fabric stretched tight across his muscular frame. But it wasn't the costume that made people nervous €”it was the smell. A pungent, nauseating mix of cannabis and decay clung to him, even as he laughed under his breath.
    His hands, stained yellow up to the elbows, dripped with something that was definitely not paint. The eerie, silent laughter echoed around the alley as he approached the dumpster. The body inside €”a butchered mess of flesh €”was his latest victim. €œAhh €¦ another perfect meal, € Tony chuckled, wiping his yellow-covered fingers across his lips, savoring the taste.
    The laughter echoed through the alley, too loud, too manic. €œThis one had a nice kick, € he muttered to himself. €œSpices, blood... mmm €¦ € He reached into the dumpster again, pulling out the remnants of what had once been a man. The yellow stuff on his hands seemed to stick, almost alive, pulsating with an unnatural glow.
    Suddenly, Tony froze. His gaze shifted from the body to something in the shadows €”eyes. Watching him. He was not alone.

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