Collaborative Carnage

Mutation 2: Something Purple This Way Comes

by Purple

Purple's jaw dropped open as he saw the, well, lump come down around the other adventurers. He shook himself out of his astonishment and drew the sword Doombringer and his King's Sword of Bashing. He ran to the lump wildly swinging. The swings, which should have decimated the lump within seconds, did nothing. Nothing at all. NOT A DAMN THING! His eyes began to glow red and he began to foam at the mouth. He swung faster and harder, to no avail. The lump was unaffected.

Someone then said, "Oh, Purple, come away and let the mages do their work."

He looked and saw it was Jack'Al. He grumbled and resheathed his swords, the scabbards of which were on his back. He glared icily at Jack, and backed away from the lump.

There was a long silence. Then, Nikkin broke the silence.

"Now what?" Nikkin asked.

R O A A A R A R!Purple

A Mud Runner ran past Nikkin, Grand Fromage, Gonnard the Great, Purple, and Jack'Al and impaled Pepin's house. Pepin ran out and exclaimed, "Oh my!" and immediatly fainted. Nikkin raised her bow and shot an arrow into the Mud Runner's buttocks. It roared in pain. Gonnard shot a Matter Bolt, and hit the Mud Runner in the spine. It slumped, dead.

Purple went over and lopped off its head to make sure it was dead.

"You can never be too sure with these demons," said Purple. "They might be alive just when you least expect it."

"Now, how did it get up here?" Nikkin asked.

Purple shrugged. Gonnard drooled. Grand Fromage ate cheese. Jack'Al beat up a Barney doll.

"HEY! YOOHOO!" yelled Purple. They all looked up. "How did that Mud Runner get up here?"

"Uh...it teleported?" said Grand Fromage.

"Ah, yes, it teleported. Now, where's my medicine...nurse!" said Cain the Elder.

"Cain! Shut it!" yelled Griswold.

"Shut the fuck up, Blacksmith!" yelled Cain in reply.

"Don't make me come over there!"

"Try me!"

"Fine!" Griswold went over and chopped Cain's head off with an axe.

Everybody just stared. For a long time.

"What the hell are you looking at?!" growled Griswold.

"Nothing," the group said in unison.

"Well, that was interesting..." said Purple.

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