Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170106200703/@comment-30895326-20170107043503

I book it to try and catch up to my friends. When I catch up to them the one who came running from the horde first looks over to me and smiles at me.

"You sacrifice will always be remembered." I have no idea what he's talking about until he kicks one of my feet out from under me, causing me to trip. I land on the ground on my stomach and watch my so-called "friends" running on ahead.

Before I could properly get up, the army of Trumpart all "run" past me, none of them seemingly interested in me. I let out a sigh of relief, thinking that I have gotten away with not get captured.

"Are you okay?" I hear a feminine voice from behind me. I look back and my heart sinks; standing behind me is one of the Trumpart that was chasing us. She reaches out a hand towards me and I flinch thinking she is about to grab me. It takes a few second before I realize that she isn't trying to grab me, but just holding it out to me. I grab her hand and with amazing strength, she lifts me onto my feet.

"Those cowards, using you as a scapegoat. My sisters will teach them," she says putting on hand on her hip and her "shovel" on her shoulder. "Well, aren't you gonna run? I want a proper chase. I'll catch you with my own skills. I'll give you a ten second head start."

I kinda just stand there a little confused. But then she starts counting down loudly and I book it. She's definitely an interesting one, and she seemed actually concerned about me when I tripped. Maybe being with her wouldn't be so bad. These thought, however, are short lived when I sudden feel myself being taken off the ground. I look up to see a very stacked Harpy with pink feathers looking down at me and smiling.

"Hey get back here, he's mine!" the Trumpart yelled from the ground chasing after us. This can only end well.