Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27950421-20180110161958/@comment-28718853-20180129191346

After I spend a little time wondering who the hell would open a shop in a time like this, I take off down the street. I didn't know about everyone else in this town, but my friends and I had taken the time to prepare for this moment. When the monster girl invasion began, I remembered hearing rumors of a secret base buried deep within the western mountains called Newton Base. This base was said to hold healthy farming communities, professional medical facilities, and near limitless amounts of weapons and ammo. It was to be our destined location of solitude to escape the madness of the outside world.

It didn't take me long to reach my neighborhood, and just ahead I could see my friend Clarence's house. I saw another man running down the street opposite of me, and I had to duck behind some bushes when a Thunderbird swoops down and snatches him up. His terrified screams faded as the distance between us increased. When I was certain that they were gone, I pop out of the bushes and quicken my pace towards the house. The mamono were here sooner than we thought.

The door opens and I could see Clarence standing there, waving for me to hurry up. I dive in and Clarence shuts the door, locking it and slapping the board in place. "Did you see that!?" I gasp as I point outside the boarded up window. "Yeah, the sluts have already arrived," Clarence replies with a huff. "Is everything ready?" I ask, more excited than ever to get out of this doomed town.

"The Spearhead's all loaded up!" Clarence says with joy as he moves toward the garage door. I follow him through and see our mode of transport on full display. It was a station wagon that was reinforced with steel plates, grills on the front, and terrifying spikes on the roof to keep off boarders. Three loaded jerry cans were secured on the left side of the vehicle. Through the bars I could see a large assortment of food and water, enough to last us several weeks if the trip didn't take that long hopefully.

My other friend Ulf sits in the front passenger seat with his Vector K10 resting in his lap. An Ithaca 37 lay in between the two front seats. Clarence nods toward the Spearhead and says, "Hop in the back, the shotgun's for you."

I obey and squeeze myself into the back, pulling the shotgun from its resting place and checking it to make sure that it's loaded. Both of the guns in the car held a special type of ammunition known as Demon Realm Silver. The material was found to be able to effectively incapacitate any type of monster girl.

"Do you have a weapon for yourself?" I ask Clarence. "This," Clarence answers as he gives me a brief display of a USP Match. "Everybody ready? I'd prefer to get to Newton Base as quickly as possible?" asks Ulf.

"Quit running your motor mouth and we may get there faster," Clarence jokes as he presses a console button attached to the driver side sun cover and the garage door rumbles open. This was it. The start of our long adventure across the land.

The garage door continues to groan until it is right over us. Clarence springs the engine to life and drives the Spearhead out of the garage and onto the street. "Holy crap!" I gasp. I should have been scared, but I was actually quite excited. It felt like being in a Mad Max movie.

"Something wrong back there Herman?" Ulf asks me. "No no no, just...a bit eager for adventure is all," I reply. "Well, try not to get too excited Herman, it's us against the world out here, and we all need to have our heads in the game," Clarence cautions me. "But we're not playing football right now," I joke. Ulf chuckles and Clarence replies, "Same deal man."

As we move through the neighborhood, many of the houses seemed deserted. I wondered if some of the folks here have heard of Newton Base as well. A pair of screams erupted, and I could see a pair of boys leap over a fence and run towards us with their hands in the air, followed closely by two Werewolves.

I turn to Clarence to see what he was going to do. The driver presses on the gas, and the car speeds away from the duo, who soon get tackled to the pavement by the horny lycans. "Not enough room in here," Clarence replies casually as he makes a turn onto the main road.

"So, which route are we going to take?" asks Ulf. "My plan is the underground tunnel, it'll take us directly to the highway," says Clarence. "Hang on, won't that route be congested by emergency vehicles, and the most likely place that everybody would go?" I ask. "This town ain't that big, and I'm confident that we won't see many cars down there," Clarence replies as he navigates around a truck with two flat tires. "But, wouldn't it be safer to go down the road by the lake. Sure it's longer, but it's less populated except during the fishing seasons," I suggest.

"I'm the one in the driver's seat, so we're taking the tunnel," Clarence tells me with a hint of snarkiness. "Are you certain that they'll even let us through down there? I mean that tunnel's going to be pretty packed, especially during an evacuation," I say. "If they're smart then they would have already fled this screwed town. Screw following orders when there's an apocalypse going on," says Clarence. "But if some mamono catch us down there, then there could be very little room for escape," I explain.

"But the lake road, as you say, takes longer, and is much more difficult to navigate," says Clarence. "Yeah, but we have more room to avoid trouble should we run into any," I claim.

Clarence seems like he's about to continue the argument, but instead he shakes his fist and says, "You know what? Let's let Ulf be the deciding factor here.  What do you say Ulf, tunnel, or lake?"

"Tunnel, we'll reach the highway much faster," Ulf decides bluntly. I slouch in my seat and Clarence gives me a celebratory grin in the rearview mirror. "It's decided, and that's where we're going. Now sit in the back like a good boy," he says.

As we head towards the tunnel in silence, I peer out the window and spot a swarm of Harpies flying above in the direction of our once peaceful town. A huge array of mamono ran along the ground. Fortunately, none of them seem to be paying any attention to the Spearhead. That is, until I spot a white van moving toward us. It's windows were tinted, so I couldn't tell who was driving.

"Uhhh...guys, there's a van heading our way," I warn my friends as the van closes in. Clarence and Ulf take a brief glance out of the right side van. "What does that asshole want?" Clarence groans as he switches into the left hand lane to avoid a line of abandoned vehicles.

I continue to watch the van as it drives alongside us, separated by the automobile column. When we're clear of the obstacle, the van continues to close the gap. "What the hell is this whacko on about!?" Clarence grumbles as he honks the horn, but the van is undeterred.

This situation was becoming increasingly unsettling. Who or what was driving the van? Fellow people trying to escape? Bandits? Mamono?

"If this jerkoff gets any closer than I'm ramming him off the road," Clarence threatens as he tightens his grip on the steering wheel. "I'm not liking this," Ulf mutters as he raises his weapon toward the window.

My question was answered when the side door of the van slid open, revealing a Werewolf manning a harpoon gun and an Orc. "MAMONO!" I cry out. "Shit!" Clarence grunts as he veers the Spearhead away from the group. The van quickly closes the gap and the Werewolf shoots out the harpoon which pierces the door and gets stuck, nearly catching me in the side.

"We're hooked!" I scream. "They're not getting us that easily!" Clarence shouts as he floors it and speeds ahead. "Cut the line!" Ulf yells as he pushes open his door and fires at the Werewolf who is struggling to reel in the harpoon and tear off the door.

The Orc reaches for something out of sight and returns with a bag of some kind.

"Herman, help me blast them off!" Ulf screams as Clarence banks right to avoid an overturned semi.

"O...okay!" I say as I push open my door, only for the harpoon to tear it off and leave it dragging along the road leaving a heavy trail of sparks.

I take aim with my shotgun and fire at the two mamono. Both of them stumble and fall to the floor with their faces flushing red. The Orc drops her bag and its contents spill free revealing purple balls that were known as Demon Realm Silver bombs.

"Shoot the driver shoot the driver!" Ulf shouts as he focuses his fire on the cabin of the van. I follow suit, riddling the window with DRS bullets and buckshot until the van finally slows down, giving us a huge lead.

"Bitches took my door!" Clarence cries as he beats the steering wheel furiously. "At least we got away from them," Ulf says as he closes his passenger side door. "Yeah, but now I'm exposed," I say as I look out of my side at the passing scenery.

"Oh my gosh, we can't afford to lose parts like that guys! We need to do a better job of fending them off!" Clarence whines as he slightly eases up on the gas. "Will do OOF!!!" we're all jolted forward by a powerful slam from the back.

"That didn't feel like the van!" Ulf says as he opens his door once more. I glance up and feel a chill run down my spine. Pursuing us this time was a large heavy-duty pickup truck, and I could actually see the driver this time, a Werecat. Sitting beside her is a Youko wielding a crossbow. "This one's bigger!" Ulf shouts as he opens fire on the new challenger.

I squeeze the barrel of of the shotgun through the bars and fire, getting a good spread across the grill.

A Jinko appears on top of the cap and slides across down to the hood. I could hear her shout to her female comrades, "The top's too sharp, I need to tear the back off!"

I gulp as I pump my weapon for another burst. "Can this car go any faster!?" Ulf shouts as he pulls himself back into the Spearhead to reload. "Quit bitching and shoot them!" Clarence screams.

Never had I been so scared in such a long time. We were shaken by a light bump and I saw the Jink grab hold of the bars. "No!" I shout as I fire another burst. It scored a direct hit on the Jinko and she seemed to grow woozy from the effects, but she shakes it off and continues to maintain her grip. The Youko leans out of the passenger side door and yells something to the Jinko, who moves her head aside as a bolt from the foxgirl's crossbow zips past and strikes the rear windshield.

I pump my shotgun again, but groaning can be heard and the back door begins to shift. All of a sudden, the back is torn free causing everyone to yelp in shock.

"Shit!" Clarence screams as we finally enter the tunnel. The Jinko leaps forward and grabs hold of the right side of the car. "Their back is free, fire at will EJ!" the tiger announces as she effortlessly swings into my exposed side and grabs ahold of me, pushing me away from my weapon.

"You chose a bad day to be chased by me baby!" she coos, her breathing hard and rapid.

"Hold on Herman!" Ulf shouts as he takes aim at the Jinko, only to be brushed away by a hail of gunfire. I peek out back to see an Arachne firing a machine gun from over the top of the mamonos' truck into the Spearhead.

"How the hell is this happenuuugghh!" Clarence is silenced as his body goes limp, presumably from a DRS bullet. "Clarence, Clarence uck!" Ulf's cries of desperation are also eventually cut short. I am the last to feel a bullet strike me in the back of my head, and everything soon fades to black, my last view is that of the hungry Jinko.

I don't know how long I was out, but when I came to, I felt myself being held off of the ground by something. A quick glance showed me the Jinko staring at me with a lewd expression. My eyes shift to Ulf and Clarence being loaded into the back of the truck by the other mamono, the Spearhead against a police van of a roadblock, the front surprisingly intact.

"The car slowed down enough for there not to be too much damage baby. I have to say, that was a very enjoyable chase.  Shame it had to end so fast," the Jinko explains as she holds me up so that my face could meet hers. She pecks me on the cheek and adds with a lustful tone, "But that will be nothing compared to what I will do to you soon."

It clicks almost immediately, but I wanted to be certain.

"D...does that mean...?" I utter. "Yes, it does," she replies.

I remain in defeated silence as I'm hauled back to the truck. Here I was about to be on the most epic journey of a lifetime. Now we're doomed to be slabs of meat for these horny mamono. Oh well, could be worse.