Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35427643-20180702043323/@comment-11882399-20180703141856

I cannot use a short sword. Leather armor slows down my ponderous muay thai skills. Which, unfortunately, will do jack squat against a six foot tall she-minotaur heading my way full speed. A gorgeous, thicc, black-maned, dark skinned and fit she-minotaur.

....wait.

WAIT.

This is not Konosuba. And everything looks too untragic to be Re:Zero (Rem best girl).

This ain't MonMusu either.

That means it was the chief goddess trying to do me a bamboozle.

And I shall not have that.

With lightning movements I free myself of my pants and countercharge yelling "PROGG RAEPS!" at the top of my lungs.

The squishy, soft impact and the almighty roll in the hay that follows is so epic it will be sung for years to come. By Jam Project and Dragonforce.

Six years later, I have twice the muscle mass due to mamono mana infusions, two beautiful twin daughters, a cave home (minimalist, but comfy) and a loving horned wife who, to this day, thinks my name is Progg.