Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20180417015909/@comment-33398500-20180629065339

This... well, this is awkward...

As I looked across at the gates, behind which the holstaurs, minotaurs and occasional hakutaku were seeming to be shoving at the gate in an attempt to force it open, despite seemingly being restrained. “What are you talking about?” I asked him. “...mamono can listen... they think... why wouldn’t we be able to talk to them...?”

“Oh, I didn’t mean it like that...” the manager then told me. “...they have a thing where, in order to get the mamono properly ready to chase, they umm... starve them... not food-wise, but they leave them for a few days... sometimes even weeks, with no way to give themselves pleasure, long enough for even the most caring holstaur to turn into a rabid beast...”

This point was accentuated by the holstaurs and minotaurs smashing away at the gates “Come on, boys! Open the gates!” they shouted toward us, looking as if they might knock the gates over on their own. As I looked over the group, I then spotted someone... different: a purplish-haired holstaur, whose horns ran along the side of her head. Although, she was behind the others, so I couldn’t see much more of her, though she looked as if she was ready to rip down the entire arena to get to us.

Looking across at her curiously, I realized: this was a mistake.

The very instant I made eye contact with her, her gaze became fixed on me, able to see her actually point at me. “Ohohoho, our special guest seems to have picked one of the contestants out before the run even began! Good luck, friend!” the announcer called out. “...and just remember, ensure you keep running, because, given the way the girls are prepared before the event, there’s NEVER just one when you get caught...”

A collective shudder seemed to go through the group as each of us knew our fate should they catch us, considering they were barely keeping the girls from climbing the fences. As the alarm then went off, I didn’t waste any time, going out of the area full-tilt, trying to keep at the head of the group as we started off. I knew I wouldn’t be able to out-sprint the rest of the guys the entire way to the airport. I didn’t know the distance would be that far, but now, it was too late to turn back, and I had to go, driven on by the dread of being turned into a meat-toy for a group of sex-starved mamono...

Especially that purple-haired one... that look on her face as I ran by the gates... was unsettling. She looked as if she were going to fade through the crowd and grab me right there and then, even restrained as she was.

As I continued on the way out, I could swear I saw some manner of lilim behind the crowd, smirk plastered to her face as she watched us... though she looked as if she had been watching ME as I ran by...

Why did I seem to be drawing attention!?

As I continued, unsure how far I had gotten, as the guys running still seemed to be rather civil at the moment, considering the mamono hadn’t been released yet, especially in the starved state they were in.

However, as I heard a loud buzzer in the distance, I realized: that must have been the signal. Especially as we could hear a rumble of hooves in the distance, the mood in the crowd turned into a panic as I continued to move. I wasn’t able to move any faster than I currently was, already having a burning in my legs even as my body pushed itself to attempt to move more quickly. “Out of the way!” one of the five guys shouted, pushing me aside as he continued along. These guys clearly trained better than I had, and I seemed already to be falling behind, headed back through the group.

“Not good... not good...” I started repeating to myself.

However, hearing shouts from behind us as the sprinting mamono had begun catching up to the group, I forced myself to move more quickly “Don’t wanna get raped... don’t wanna get raped...” I started repeating to myself, attempting to force myself to keep moving, though it didn’t seem to be helping my pace any: there was only so far my body could go...

It was at this point that something strange was happening... near the back of the group, there was shouting, the crowd moving to the sides, and yet... the sight of charging purple was getting closer and closer: that holstaur from before was already moving THROUGH the group of guys! Why was she just IGNORING the others!

That’s when I realized it: that purple flash was making a bee-line right toward me! Outright horrified of what such a mamono might do if she caught me, I continued to try to move faster. However, the others seemed to have caught on to what was going on “Sorry my friend, but not letting the bull demon catch US!” one of the guys then said, before pushing me back, several pairs of hands now joining in on this, feeling myself falling back as she advanced.

“No! No! You dicks, stop pushing!” I could only call out in frustration, as what felt like a wave of demonic energy pushed closer and closer to me. The instant I felt a female hand grasp my arm, it was all over. The INSTANT she caught me, she practically flung the two of us to the ground, the other runners moving around us, terrified of the holstaur that now caught me, with myself unable to even protest, as her lips locked to mine in an instant, frighteningly fast hands seeming to remove my clothes from existence as she lowered her hungry form atop of mine, lewd grin across her face when she separated herself from me.

Then I saw her again: the lilim from before, watching the two of us with a downright creepy look of fascination on her face “Definitely gotta keep making these~” I heard her bubble, before a minotaur’s face filled my vision, several others visible in my peripheral vision as the minotaur’s lips claimed mine, and cameras began rolling.

That’s the game...