how does cornflower die?

[Wylder Treejumper]

She doesn't. At least not that we hear of, and I assume that means it's of old age.

You should read the story I posted.

No, you shouldn't. Sorry, Ungatt.

Why not? it was hilarious!

Hilarious, yes. Good reading? Not so much. I winced at the start, but I was laughing by the end.

[321tumbler]

What's the name of the story?

[321tumbler]

What's the name of the story?

[The Shade]

Here it is... 

Nah, a sneaky weasel came in the abbey one night, and creeped through the window, drew his dagger and.......

Was confronted with the abbey warrior, Matthias, who proceeded to beat his brains out with the flat of his sword, with each blow, shouting another word. "DON'T! YOU! HURT! MY! CORNFLOWER! OR! ANY! OF! US! EVER!" By the time Matthias had spoken the word "Cornflower" the weasel was already dead.

Ah object!

Here, HeadInAnotherGalexy, let me continue the story in a way that will make you happy:

Matthias all of a sudden felt a sudden rush of pain, causing him to fall to his knees. He turned to see three arrows sticking out of his back. He was put out of his misery by another arrow that thudded in his neck. Cornflower screamed. A huge wave of weasels were in the abbey! And they all had daggers and bow and arrows!
Cornflower started running. She could feel arrows zipping by all around her. An arrow caught her in the footpaw, which made her yell "FLICHEYE ATTACK!!!!!"
Constance came running into the room. "What in the name of Martin is going on arou-uggg!"
The big Badger fell dead, twenty-seven arrows sticking out of her.
All of the commotion brought all the Redwallers out to  Great Hall, were all the weasels were. Instantly, a quarter of them fell to the ground, looking like pin cushions due to all the arrows.
A rather tall weasel, who appeared to be the Flicheye leader, stood up and yelled "We Kille 'em all, make 'em alle dead, oof!"
He fell to the ground, silenced by a stunning blow from Basil Stag Hair. But as Basil brought his foot down, he was surprised to find that It was full of arrows. "Why, those bally weasel chaps have ruined by best fooagggg!!!!"
He was instantly silenced by sixteen well-aimed arrows.
The Redwallers fought the Flicheye the best they could, but they were no match to the weasel's great numbers and all there bows and arrows. Abbot Mordalfus was about to yell retreat, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was filled to the brim with Flicheye arrows.
The Redwallers tried to get to the front door of the Abbey, but those who didn't pull back in time were each hit with dozens of arrows. They then knew that they would have to fight on and try to take as many Weasels with them.
Cornflower, who looked more like a pin cushion that herself, came up to Tess Churchmouse, who had only been hit six times with arrows, and said "Tess, take all the Dibbuns and take them out of here! We'll distract the Flicheye while your at. Now go!"
Tess, who had been hit with another three arrows while listening to Cornflower, ran off and collected all the Dibbuns. Thanks to fates, none of them were hurt. They then ran off out the main Abbey gate, but halfway through the lawn, she realized that she was missing a young Otter from the group. "You Dibbuns, stay here!" She yelled, running  back into the Abbey to get the other Dibbuns. She returned a few minutes later, though she had been hit with a lot more arrows when rescuing the little Otter. She collapsed to the ground, then yelled "You Dibbuns, run into the woods! I'm not going to make it, I've been hit with too many arrows. Now go!"
The Dibbuns ran out the main Abbey gate. Tess watched them until here eyes closed forever.

Back in the Abbey, the Flicheye had done there work. There wasn't one Redwaller alive. The Flicheye leader, as much as he was banged up from the battle, smiled over his work. Redwall was his! Though, it wouldn't be called Redwall anymore; It would be called Flichwall! And to think, he would be high ruler over it!



I know, its a eye gruesome, but hey, its an idea! What do you think, HeadInAnotherGalexy? What about the rest of you guys?

[Cornflower MM]

*Gasp* You made a topic to decide how I die? Just kidding...

Anywho, REVIVE!!!!

[The Skarzs]

*Breaks Corn's neck*
Does that answer your question? A troll came out of nowhere and broke her neck: it's that simple!

[Cornflower MM]

Hey!

[The Skarzs]

Or she probably died of old age, wrinkled, toothless, senile, and bedridden.

[Cornflower MM]

I think I like that explanation better....

[The Skarzs]

That was also a prediction how you will die, only you're going to have cancer.


I doubt Cornflower would be killed by a vermin.

[Cornflower MM]

EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?!?!

[The Skarzs]

*Whistles innocently*

This is turning into spam.

[Cornflower MM]

No kidding, Sherlock.

I think that as smart as she is, she probably died of old age, peacefullt holding paws with Whatshisname.

[The Skarzs]

Matthias.

[Rusvul]

I think somebody shot her with Magic Missile! HHHHHH! You're Cornflower MM, for Magic Missile! FORESHADOWING! OMG!!!!