Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170827153824

It was late at night and you were tied to the chair, facing out of the windows of your office at several large balloons that drifted above the city you were in charge of.

A Cheshire Cat wearing white facepaint, red lipstick, and green hair appears at your side and whispers in your ear, "Isn't it wonderful Mister Mayor?"

She twirls across the room and whispers in your other ear, "In ten minutes, those balloons are gonna be spewing gas that makes everybody feel good."

You knew what she was talking about. The balloons were eventually going to produce great quantities of demonic energy that would take up the streets of the city in minutes. The Cheshire Cat pops in front of you and leans forward, clapping her paws together. "And you get a front row seat!" she beams as she spins around your chair like an experienced ballerina.

"That's not going to happen!" comes a strong and stern voice. The Cheshire Cat looks up and her grin grows ever wider. You crane your neck to see a masked Werebat wearing black latex and a belt containing several gadgets hangs from the ceiling.

"Ah, glad to see you could make it!" says the Cheshire Cat, no trace of anger in her voice. The Werebat drops to the floor and asks, "This is going too far, do you have any idea how many people are going to be affected by that gas?"

"All the better to spice up the party am I right?" the Cheshire Cat asks as she leaps to the other side of the room and pulls out a dagger made of demon realm silver along with a revolver that contained six demon realm silver bullets. She aims them both at the Werebat and asks with a wicked grin, "Shall we dance dear?"

The Werebat is silent. She takes a boomerang from her belt and hurls it at the Cheshire Cat like a frisbee. The Cheshire Cat ducks, and you feel your rope bindings come loose. The boomerang returns to the Werebat, who catches it with one hand.

You could now get up and make a run for it if you so choose.

WWYD? 