Suddenly, a terrifying roar emerges from a small hut in the marsh, arriving at the ears of the various combatants - "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SWAMP?!", comes the war cry, as the beast of the swamp walks towards @ghid. I flee the area, fearing the clash of titans about to ensue.
I consult my lawyer
I continue to exist, being an American and therefore unaffected by the loss of France.
I smash Rukah’s head with a watermelon
Ouch!!! For that, I pelt @Wekua with fresh tomatoes.
Yoinks! I boomerang a cucumber at Rukah’s throat and it does not break
I am knocked out by the cucumber!
The Tomatoes have severed my arms. I burrow into the soil like a worm
I sit on the ground, knocked out by @Wekua’s cucumber.
I consume the cucumber, as I am now a worm. @Rukah has no more food
It doesn’t matter, because I am an amalgamation of lewa swords.
Also I regain consciousness and shoot Wekua with a potato gun.
i pull out a piece of toast and some butter. spreading achieved.
I eat @Rukah’s potato in mid air and start dabbing back and forth as hard as I can
I seamlessly transition the last dab into a slap across @Enbeanie’ face
Well that didn’t work. I throw the potato gun at @Enbeanie and resort attacking @Wekua with my usual tactic: hurling hundreds upon hundreds of lewa swords at him!!!
I scream.
Having successfully spread, the curse of the were-Cordax is lifted.
However, I bite DuneToa, infecting him.
I starfish and all of the swords stick in my body. I then waddle over to @DuneToa and force feed him the lewa swords as he screams
Haha! Now DuneToa is suffering as well!!
restored to my original form, and now more powerful than ever before with this mighty tuber-powered firearm, i begin raining down starch upon @wekua for his various misdeeds.
I choke on the swords. @Wekua receives metal fragments in his eyes.