In the beginning, Stormbringer fought a Bear. The Bear had a chainsaw for one arm, a badger for the other, was on fire, the badger spit acid, there was a tiny man trapped within the Bear's orbit and, clutched in its mouth, was a female, bipedal cow. And Jack said unto Diznan “Lo, that dude hath kicked the shit out of a pretty wicked Bear. Let us follow he and the cow he rescued from its jaws.” And it was good.

And so it came to pass that they happened upon a flock of sheep and Stormbringer uttered unto the three “Sheep are pretty rad. Let us chill here for a while.” And so they did. And, for a time, it was good. They had many adventures with the sheep that lead them into battle against both demons and giant crazy dudes. And they also found the supply of wool that was never ending to be soothing to the touch.

But after some time the leader of the sheep revealed himself to be a snake and he said unto them “Behold! I am a snake! Cower as I consume all among you! And sell the clothes, trinkets and treasure that you have worked for!” and he reveled in their folly and did indeed sell their clothes to add to his large stocks of treasure.

Also the snake's best friend revealed himself to be a Penis.

Stormbringer said unto the snake “That's fucked up, dude,” and the snake, in response, put a crown on his head, held his breath and did the closest thing a snake can manage to stamping his “feet.” Stormbringer and the snake launched into verbal combat, scrawled across the Great Slate for all to see.

The Penis flopped about.

On their back and forth went until Stormbringer was ultimately victorious and the snake cried until the Hand of the Devs reached from the heavens and wipe the Great Slate clean.

And so it was that one year and several months after they began their time with the sheep that Stormbringer left the flock. Before joining him, Diznan slung stones at the snake and the Penis for about one hour. The snake told Diznan that he pitied him for no longer desiring to have his time wasted and his clothes stolen.

The Penis flopped about.

Stormbringer and Diznan wandered for some time before they heard it told that the greatest army of the land had set out with the intent of felling a great demon. Diznan spoke unto Stormbringer saying “They say that this demon intends to enter our world through a bath house with exceptional lighting and rape our men.” “Don't you mean our women?” Stormbringer asked and Diznan answered him by saying “Didn't I just speak unto you the location that the beast has chosen for entry unto this world?” “Oh,” Stormbringer replied and so they set off to lend their hands to the war effort.

Time passed, the demon was slain and Diznan and Stormbringer both took joy in the company of their new found friends, yet still missed those they had left behind. And Stormbringer said unto Diznan “Let us go back and start an army of our own, inviting those we've fought alongside in the past and giving a home to many of the sheep we left along with the great snake. We will from this day be known as 'The Crazy 88!'” Diznan paused and stared at his hands. After a fortnight he removed his shoes and still another fortnight later finally responded saying “But there aren't really 88 of us.”

“I know,” Stormbringer replied, “I just thought it sounded cool.”