Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34163681-20181221045739

(inspired by It's Raining Men)

You and some other men are thrown out of a plane with only boxers,  overcoats, and umbrellas. The plane was mid-flight when you were thrown out. You signed for a marriage interview the plane was hosting, but was never informed that being forcebly thrown off the plane was part of it. In fact, the seats are taken by only men. The operators later tell the women to the interview will get the men as they drop or when the men landed.

As the umbrellas open out of sync, some are floating and others are still falling. Some of them are taken by harpies. The rest will be either crashing or floating towards the Earth.

You open your umbrella with some difficulty due to wind resistance. However, you did manage to open it before you hit the tree line. The umbrella lifts you a bit before you crash into the trees. You tumbled through branches before hitting ground. Though there is pain for the moment, you decide to stand.

As you look, some of the men started running. All the women, all mamono, pick up their fair share or fight over it. Knowing this, you decide to ditch the interview. However, a blue woman with blue skin comes to your direction.

Her hair is spiky and tied up into a long ponytail. The kimono is navy blue with light yellow edges. She has an eye patch on her left eye. She's even brought a nodachi. Her expression is cold and gives fear.

That woman points at me with the pummel of her nodachi.

"You're mine," she declares.

Suddenly, a hellhound punches the woman out of the blue from the woman's left. The woman was flung from that single punch.

"He's mine, you tsurara-onna bitch!" The hellhound yells.

Now you're not sure if you wish to leave or help the tsurara-onna. You could leave and botch the interview, ore proceed with it.

Wwyd? 