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Grolm 13th, 578

20210327 Arguably-Evil Plant Army to the Rescue!

by Jesse Devonshire

So, I asked Mother Nature to grow all the plants in the area into one huge thicket (with clear spots only where the non-flying members of the SNAFU Posse needed to go, of course). It worked! With a Bonus!
 
I hadn't thought about Bruthazmus carrying the remains of the Plant-based-Lich Master Farvald Kerner in his rucksack. The Evil Seed grew back a whole new body. Coincidentally, this was after I had asked a little Druid's Helper to go bring the whole plant army over here to smack some demonic hellbovines and hellwoolies. Just as the army was arriving, I managed to bring its leader back to life to direct the final (hopefully) battle in this war of hellish posessing demons versus unnatural (and a few barely-natural) plant monsters. Also, he's the only one who knows the magic ritual he was working on to ban demons from the Sarsparilla Ranch forever, or at least for now, and I am fully on board with doing that right now.
 
So my priorities were: Get the demon prince or king or whatever killed. Get the plant army over here to fight the HellBovine army, which was already here. (Oh, and this was after Sephia lured most of them away.) Get MFK's ritual going like real fast. Get me healed. I guess those are in reverse order of importance.
 
Let's see, what happened next...
 
MFK was now Naked MFK, so I gave him his head-of-the-arguably-evil-plant-army robes I had been borrowing since his death. I felt a little bad that I had sweated and bled all over them during the fight already. I brought NMFK up to speed. I grabbed and drank my last healing potion out of the pocket since it wasn't his anyway.
 
He cast a plant-healing spell on me and it worked really well! Sometime soon I need to ask Brother Sun to check me out and see if I'm turning into a plant or anything. Not the weirdest thing I need to look up when I get the chance.
 
Then the nearby HellHand, Mystery Mullins, attacked Formerly Naked MFK with that painful HellBrand thing that nearly killed Princess that time, and his green blood splattered all over his robes, and I didn't feel bad anymore because it covered up my blood really well. He won't even notice.
 
So FNMFK turns to me like nothing happened, and says I should Summon a Swarm of Oatman Crawler Scorpions on every mammal that opposes him here, or words to that effect. Smart guy!
 
So I start doing that, (bye bye Bessie!) and I find most of them are in the plant growth or on the other side of it, but I know where the mostest opposed-to-FNMFK mammal of them all is, the HellCalf Demon Prince. So I had to do some running to get to him. Oh, that's when I summoned the Druid's Little Helper to call the Arguable Evil Plant Army, not earlier like I said ... because FNMFK would want me to do that because he obviously couldn't do that because I saw he had turned into Really Furious FNMFK and was smacking Mystery and HellHands and stuff and then disappearing into the ground to heal himself and popping up again as fast as dandelions and fighting some more and disappearing again.
 
Cool trick.
 
Oh, so while RFFNMFK was gone healing underground, I signaled the well-fed Topiary Rex to come join us and grab a bite of HellCalf and I ran into my magical Fog Cloud. Are fog clouds supposed to get that big? That's another thing I need to look up some time.
 
So at some point in there Wrong Way found me and hopped on my back, and we formed a Two-Fisted Eight-Legged Justice-Machine like we used to when he was littler. It freaks people out, especially when you walk up to them in the fog.
 
And we covered the DemonKingCalf with angry Oatman Crawlers, which was not the worst thing that had happened to him today because Bruthazmus and Lee Chung and Miro were doing what they do best - damage and irritate bad guys at the same time. DemonCalfPrince had already lost one of his weapons. I don't know if it was "Fun" or "Games". (He names his weapons. Nothing insane about that, is there?)
 
Oh, and I noticed some arguably-tactical teams of blood-cabbages and briarseed children descending from the north to (hopefully) attack the remaining HellBovines.
 
So here comes the good part.
 
Miro complains that he can't see the DemonCalf leader of the HellBovines because of my plant thicket everywhere. I say, "He's right... there!" Lightning bolt. BLAM!
 
Miro put two spells together into one and did this:
https://youtu.be/AU0CO_d9XPA?t=343
 
...except more lightning based instead of comet-based.
 
So... BLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAMMMM!
 
Methurgh, the demon prince of the HellCows is down.
 
While I call yet another swarm of Oatman Crawler Scorpions, I have to ask, "Is the play 'we kill him' or 'we bottle him'?"