Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34904368-20190526125836

(I think this has been done before but since they added the Bunyip and I want to add a twist...

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YsfYyWc_BfE

You and ten other men were paid by a shady organisation to stand guard around a patch of woods for a few nights a week. Apparently there was something “sacred” about the grounds and they didn’t want any monsters stumbling upon it. Each of you was given a walkie talkie and told to stay in a group, as opposed to spreading out, since the mamono around the region were particularly lusty. Nobody wants to get caught.

It’s twelve, you have the bare essentials, and you’d rather be anywhere but here. You don’t know anyone, everyone is bitching about the cold, and nobody knows when you can all go. Each person has one walkie talkie with two channels: the rest of the group, and the organisation who occasionally sends messages.

One of the men discovered something. An clearing apparently lit up by some heat lamps and camping chairs with the same logo as the organisation who hired you. Whoever these people are they sure got the better end of the stick.

In the clearing, there is a massive natural hotspring with twelve monsters sitting inside, also bitching and complaining. There is a Ryu, seemingly the leader, and a Lamia, Echidna, Oomukade, Unagi Joro, Medusa, Apophis, Bunyip, Wurm, Shirohebi, and Basilisk.

“Fuck me,”whines the Medusa, “this is boring as hell. No men, no entertainment, just a bloody hot tub. We don’t get paid enough for this.”

“Shut the hell up, we gotta stay here to make sure no hikers or any men pass through or we don’t get our money,” hisses the Lamia.

One of the guys looks back towards the group. Why the fuck did they send two groups, meant to keep each other out? You’re about to radio the organisation when a twig snaps.

Immediately, every monster snapped their heads towards the group. At that second, half of the men ducked while half of them screamed like girls and scrambled into the woods. The Ryu rose from the pool and, with a bolt of electricity conjured from her palm, turned out the heatlamps, the only source of light. You and the five who stayed were plunged into darkness.

WWYD?

(Basically eleven annoyed young gentlemen and eleven wet, naked, horny long mamono.) 