So, we've escaped immediate danger, but what's the plan now? Acquiring effective weapons to fight the demons sounds like the best idea, lets go where we can get some:

C) ask the police officers to take you to the nearest military base

Those soldiers will probably be in communications with the rest of the military and probably have a better idea about what we are facing. And, if heavy weapons wont stop them, the base should have a chaplain!

A bunch of guys(10 or more) with machine guns could take down a demon in my universe. In other people's universes, I don't know.

C. Military Base.

MoP - C
maggotheart - C
Austrobogulator - C
SirEyeball - C
HomerSimpson - C
Sachys - C

Mmmmmm.....weaponized beer...(C)

:-)

C

Sprry - just woken up after a good snooze - didnt sleep for about three days!

Brains?

BRAAAiaiaiAIIAIAIAIAIAIAINNNnNnNZZzZzZ!

Even though I died and am out, I am still reading and enjoying this thread.

Great game, monkey!

A. seems a little silly, as we may have to make another fuel stop on the way - or a toilet stop, or a some-other-thing stop. Regardless, the other two options aren't going to be good enough, given that we cannot defend ourselves against demons :( and so far, almost half of the group has succumbed to demon attacks.

So, I'm going with A. it's imperative that we find some demon destroying weapons.

I'm glad you are enjoying it. I wish my writing skills were better though. I'm not a good writer and the game would be a lot more entertaining if I was a good writer.

But is it possible to get demon destroying weapons? Is it possible to get your hands on machine guns, RPGs, anti tank weapons, battle tanks, attack choppers, bombs, missiles etc? Those weapons are not the kind of weapons you can buy at a store. They are 100% guarded inside military bases.

Austrobogulator - A
SirEyeball - C

Homer looked around.

"Woo-Hoo! I've died and gone to Heaven! Heheheh....stupid belief systems based on the concept of an afterlife predicated on the quality of one's deeds...."

But it ever so slowly dawned on Homer that he was not, in fact, dead. After all, the need to pee in Heaven shouldn't feel so urgent.

Homer looked about the deserted store.

"You could hold up here for a long time.", his brain said.

"I told you to shut up!", Homer roared while smacking himself on the head with the bat, "Ow! Stupid symbiotic relationship."

It was true, though. He had beer and snacks aplenty. But...he didn't have Marge. So, Homer donned his hocey mask, filled a nearby Hello Kitty knapsack with some beer and beef jerky, held his bat in one hand and golf club in the other and set out of the happiest place he had ever known in serach of Marge...

(B)

Count me in.

The game already started... It wouldn't be fair to the other players if I let you in. You can join in for fun though but you can't win the game.

HomerSimpson - B
SirEyeball - C
Austrobogulator - A
MoP - C