November Catch All

[tempredmental]

🧙 WHO: Keith, Open
⚔️️ WHAT: November stuff
🕒 WHEN: Throughout November (haha)
🗺️ WHERE: Around and about, depending on what prompt it is.
⚠️ WARNINGS: Each prompt will be a thread, so I'll note warnings on the threads

Links to top levels:

Lettuce Guarding

Magical Flu

Fear Gorta

Paralysis Cure

Sleep Demons

Floor Is Lava

DoppleDinner

Comments

[rustyhonesty]

[Jean is dodging killer tomatoes because he doesn't want to get eaten by a tomatoe, thank you very much. What's up with the vegetables this month.]

I was trying to help out, but the spell got out of hand. Ugh-

[Did you know punching a tomato feels gross? It does.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith was finding that out, but he also found that slicing them with a blade was easier... if still just as messy.]

You think? Maybe just a little out of hand. [His snarky sarcasm snapped itself free from the restraints he'd only recently learned to keep it in, doing that ugly head showing thing like it normally did when he was stressed.] Any ideas on how to get them to stop cloning?!

[rustyhonesty]

[You know what, he deserves that so he'll let it pass and won't snap back even if he kind of wants to.]

Maybe killing the original would help? I don't know.

[tempredmental]

[That was actually kind of a thought. Thankfully, Keith's panic response to the idea of clones hadn't kicked in, yet, especially considering the idea of 'killing' the original.]

Maybe. [Keith tried to peer through the incoming crowd while still defending himself.]

Do you remember which one was the original?

[rustyhonesty]

Yeah, just haven't been able to reach that on yet with all these clones.

[But with Keith here...]

If you cover me, I can deal with it.

[tempredmental]

[Keith nodded.]

On it. Just point me in the right direction, and I'll help clear a path.

[It was gonna get messy, and more like a tomato puree in here than anything else, but... here went nothing, right?]

[rustyhonesty]

[Jean gives a quick look around before looking straight to where the tomato was.]

Straight through there.

[He points pretty much straight ahead from where they're standing.]

[tempredmental]

Got it.

[Yup. Keith was on it. His sword skills definitely came in handy when it came to making tomato salad out of these guys, fending them off Jean as they moved forward to take out the "prime" tomato.]

[rustyhonesty]

I'll use animal magic to get to it faster so when you see a hawk, don't slice me, okay?

[Jean kept his eyes focused on the tomato in question. Once they were close enough he transformed into a hawk to close the remaining distance and grabbed the tomato with his talons.

And what do you know, the cloning stopped... just the angry remaining tomatoes still remained.]

[tempredmental]

Yeah, yeah. I'll know it's you.

[Well, that was squishy... He didn't envy Jean having to sink his talons into that. But, he also still had to focus on the remaining tomatoes. At least they weren't still multiplying!

Sauce 'em!]

[rustyhonesty]

[It didn't feel very good on his talons, no, but it was easier to do this than try and kill the thing without a weapon. He remains a hawk to help get rid of the rest of the angry tomatoes. Since his talons were full of tomato juice anyway....]

[tempredmental]

[Thankfully, it wasn't much longer before the rest of the vengeful vegetables (fruit? both?) were taken care of, leaving behind a mess of tomato juice, seeds, skins, and stems. It was absolute tomato carnage, and Keith and Jean were covered in it.

Keith shook one of his blades to get it free of the remaining tomato guts.]

I think I'm going to avoid tomatoes for a while now. [Squish squish... he wandered around, trying to find something to help clean up with.]