Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31749612-20170927023924

You had never liked loving in a town or city. The taxes was horrible, people were rude, everything was corrupt... So! You decided to buy a cabin far in the woods and live there.

To be honest, you loved this cabin. You now enjoy to hunt, and yes, you still do have a T.V...

Though, mamono were always bothering you... Being a single man, alone, in the woods, they were always after you. But you always got away. 'Cause you're jus tthat good.

Anyway, your cabin has two rooms. One very large room that acts as a kitchen, living room, and bedroom. Then you have a second room, which is the bathroom. You do have a phone, but it has very poor reception and you barely use it.

You, for safety reason, always keep your gun loaded with Demon Realm Silver bullets beside your bed, since killing mamono is forbidden. However, you only have so many bullets...

One day, as you were sitting on your couch, watching some news, you noticed one of your stalkers, a Werecat, staring at you through one of your windows. When she saw you notice her, she quickly pulled away.

Immediately, you got up and hung your blanket over the window. This has happened a few times already, but it's still weird.

This reminded you of the many mamono that wanted you badly... For some reason, however, they'd never break into your cabin. You have no idea why, but you weren't complaining.

Sitting back down, you let out a sigh. Everything seemed normal once more... Well, that was until you heard a voice outside your house. It was feint, but you heard it.

Standing up, you walk over to one of your windows and peek outside... What you saw sent a chill down your spine. Standing not that far away from your cabin were the eight mamono that wanted you rather badly...

First off, there was the Werecat. Then there was a Lizardman, who you had beaten a few weeks ago. A Centaur, a Lamia... The one that you think wanted you the absolute most, a Slime. Next, there was Dark Elf. You were especially careful around the Dark Elf. There was also a Holstaur and a Weresheep...

They always tried to persuade you to 'do it' with them, they were always trying to not be foreceful... But you always turn them down, and because of this, they were losing patience.

Gulping hard, you see that they're trying to divise some sort of plan... But you can't hear what they were saying...

You only had four bullets left in your rifle as well... Well, this was the moment.

WWYD? 