Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20181119111547/@comment-28027028-20190422160210

I watched the city fall to panic and chaos as I worked. Hammer and nail and hours of assembling both. Men ran and women have chase mid-transformation into what was thought to be hellish abominations. Still I gave no heed to the panic and none paid attention to me yet. "Wonder what everyone's problem is?" I asked to the open air.

Finally my construction was done and I sat out a folding chair behind my creation. I wooden booth that had a sign up top that read "Ready and Willing" on it. On the booth's counter I had raging mushrooms and potions made from distilled Manticore Venom, essence of High Orc and raging mushrooms. "Ahhhhh what a lovely day! Hope it's productive!" I quipped as I threw a sign onto the bottom of the booth that read "Now Open" on it as I awaited the business rush.

5 days later. The booth lies in ruin my door has been ripped off its hinges and I now happily sit at the feet of a tall Hell-Jinko and her growing tribe of Hellhounds Hell-Jinkos and Hell-Orcs even a couple of Hell-Ocelomehs. "Ahhhhhhh this is the best thing that's ever happened in this town!"