Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20170927033844/@comment-30700719-20170927230315

I look around. "Jesus, this happens every time..." I dash straight towards the nearest SUV, using it to jump into the air. I take off down the street. "I guess I'm just asking for it this time...I mean, walking in broad daylight without a girlfriend on fucking Valetine's Day..." I look up and spot my Hellrauser waiting in the clouds above. "ICARUS, keep that Rauser up there for now. When I give the signal, bring it down here."  An arrow bounces on the ground behind me. Looking over my shoulder, the Cupids are bringing out bigger, more powerful arrows the size of shovels. I turn down an alleyway and jump onto a dumpster, then pulling myself up onto the roof. "Hmm. Maybe I should get one. It'd spare me all this running." I think for a moment, never stopping. "I'd be just as tired out on this day. Wouldn't really make a difference." I swing on a streetlight and touch the ground again, rolling with the fall. Some couples look up as I run past, then get fuckin' trampled by the mob of people on my tail. I fling out my hand, and a purple-coloured device appears in it. The spring fires, sending a sharp metal hook flying through the air into a nearby building. It sinks in, shallow but strong, and the second phase activates, pulling me through the air to jump onto another building. "Longshot for the win!" I attach it to my chest and keep running. "Say, that idea's really starting to look good. ICARUS, send me my salvation."  The Hellrauser's engine suddenly cuts out, and it falls straight towards the ground. At the last second, the engine fires, and it shoots across the city like an arrow, the swept-back wings and the symmetrically-jagged fuselage cutting through the air. I smirk, confident of my victory over the agents of Eros. Suddenly, an arrow as gray as lead and BIGGER THAN A FUCKING SPEAR buries itself in the roof in front of me. I peek over the edge of the building and see about seventeen platoons' worth of Cupids, Houris, and Apsaras. I pull my head back as a volley of arrows whizz up over the edge of the roof. "Are you guys trying to turn me into a pin cushion?!" The only answer is another spear-arrow arching through the air. I sigh and turn to the north. "Well, it's been fun. Actually, it's been fucking exhausting. So fuck off, all of you. And if you refuse, I'm happy to do it myself." I fire the Longshot straight up, just as the Hellrauser flies overhead. I get pulled into the cockpit and grab the controls, flying away at maximum (and only) speed.