The molten titanium doesn't react to your disgust - it's beyond hearing or caring now. It just keeps boiling and screaming, lost in its own torment.
Bubbles rise and pop constantly. The sound is terrible - like a dying engine mixed with shrieking metal. The puddle has started spreading more aggressively as the heat increases.
There’s no saving this anymore… nothing left that could even recognize being called "nasty." Just endless, mindless agony playing out in liquid form.
OH BOY, I LOVE MINDLESS AGONY!
*runs over and starts trying to lick up the molten Titanium*


















