Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35836714-20190529193716

(This Wwyd is inspired by the MG Roulette series written by Iron-Beast. Look it up if you find the concept in intriguing or if you want more info on how the e-mail is supposed to look like. All of his storys are in his pastebin account at https://pastebin.com/u/Iron-beast )

You are normal single University student with more free-time at the moment than some homeless poeple have. In order to not rot away like a vegetable you decide to visit one of your friends, who suddenly called for your help in a matter that he described as "very strange" and "ohh god please come help me".

Now normally he is the kind of guy who dismisses all kind of supernatural stuff immediately, but when he mentioned a "monster" woman all of a sudden you just had to go and see for yourself. And sure enough 5 minutes later when you arrived at his appartement you heared a lot of noice coming from within.

Without further ado you entered the residence expecting an angry ex-girlfreind throwing a tantrum, but what you didn't expect was seeing your friend trying to retain a monster which looked like a fusion of a 10 out of 10 girl and some kind of black furred dog. When your friend noticed your presence he tried to get through to you, only to be overthrown by the  mad dog lady. She didn't even care that you were there when she started riping his clothes to shreds.

You didn't want to leave your friend at the mercy of this "thing", so you tried to step in and with the both of you you even managed to get the overhand. Well truth be told she was stronger than you and your friend combined and restraining her was only possible, because she didn't seem to want to hurt either one of you.

The final strike was made when your friend seemingly extinguished the raging flames coming from her eyes with a bucket of water. After that she became pretty chill and once she explained where she came from my friend immediately knew how this situation came to be. It was an email from the mysterious masked magician, who promised those girls a "husband" or something.

To be frank all of this sounded like a fanfic of an 18 year old teen, but the "Hellhound" in front of you was a good enough evidence to support the whole story. With the situation calmed down and the clock showing 23:34 you knew that you didn't want so "disrupt" the newfound merry couple any longer, so you packed your stuff and went home.

Right as you wanted to lie down and sleep over that whole crazy day you noticed a notification on your phone. It was an email with the title 3M's MG roulette.

Wwyd? 