Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31845764-20170720052919/@comment-27346571-20170725000235

I sneak out the window of my cabin just in time to see someone fire a cannon at the kraken, but miss. They missed, but the kraken didn't as it grabbed the ball and flung it back at them, launching them off the ship and into the sea. Even worse, I see the dorsal fins of either Mersharks or normal sharks go to where the guy sank. I sneak my way to one of the life rafts as a Mershark jumps onto it, cracking the old wood instantly. I jump back in surprise, and fall on my ass.

"We're all doomed! " Someone shouted as they jumped off the ship, straight into the arms of a mershark. My ideas failed, so there was only one thing I could do.

"Men! I know we have not been on good terms since this morning, but you can kill me later. For now we have to fight the kraken together!" I say as my men half-heartedly cheer. I open my coat and take one of the six flintlocks from it and fire at the kraken. I manage to hit a tentacle, but only make the kraken mad. I put the flintlock back in my coat and go to grab another one, but the kraken swipes me with a tentacle, almost knocking me off. I manage to catch the railing and pull myself up, but a Mershark jumps onto the ship and flops around. I go to kick it off as it starts raining, and I see lightning in the distance. I smile to myself. During my brainstorming, I thought that this could turn for the better if a storm came. I'm snapped back to reality as the Mershark that got on board almost bites me. I punt the bitch back into the ocean and smile, as I only have to hold out until the storm arrives. I take my second flintlock out of my coat and fire at the kraken, missing her, but hitting a Mershark in the water. I put that flintlock back and take out the third as it goes off in my hand, shooting me in the other arm. I shout in pain as another damn Mershark hops onto the ship. I punt this one harder than the last but it bites and grabs my leg. I put the third flintlock back in my coat, take out the fifth (they're setup in two vertical rows of three on the shirt under my coat, and since I shot my self in the arm, I can't use the fourth and sixth so the fifth one is the easiest to grab,) and fire at the Mershark, wounding it enough for me to escape it's grasp. I put the fifth back as cool rain poured onto me and the sea got dark. I breathe in deeply, smile again, take off my jacket, and open my arms.

"Come and get me, Thunderbirds! I'MMMMMMMMM READY!! " I shout at the top of my lungs as lightning strikes and I'm carried off by a Thunderbird. This was the best scenario.