wonderful_logs | WEEK 2 DAY 7: MISSION

Mission: Pray for your survival. Riches await those who perform the Twelfth Labor of Heracles.
Time Limit: Very Long
Noise Plane: Solo
Wall Instructions: None. All reapers are to be on harrier duty. The ban on attacking players directly is still in place.
Wall Rewards: (If anyone puts one up anyway: 5 leu)
Reaped Rewards: Blast Warning
Mission Rewards: Lazy Bomber

[There seems to be a new reaper stalking through the streets of Cluj-Napoca, a familiar sight to a few eavesdroppers in town. The teenager looks no older than fourteen years old, his head covered in bandages. He doesn't seem to be getting winded as he parkours across the rooftops, slipping the streets and alleys of town when he can't, showing a swiftness fitting that wiry frame. Oddly, he doesn't seem to be attacking Players, despite the command that all reapers should harry...

Looks like the GM is cocky once again - there is no direct warning of erasure at the end of this Mission mail. In addition, reapers are still instructed to not attack players directly. You could probably clear the day without completing the mission, as long as you survived... but completing the mission would certainly get you significant recognition at the end of the Game.]

[[OOC note: At its basic, this is a repeat of last week's Day 7: Survive to win. You can also try to take down the GM, or fulfill the secondary mission conditions. Anyone who completes the second 'task' stated will get a Blue Blood Burns Blue in addition to the posted mission reward.]]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

What can I say? Sometimes it's better to be cruel to be kind.

[Fluttercruel's, like, the walking, flying embodiment of that phrase.]

Ah? Is that so?

[He's just kind of amused now, really.]

Duh. What'd'you think my cutie mark's for? Being a bucking model?

[There's an image on her butt. It's two hooves, as if someone's helping someone else off of the ground.]

[... this is sounding more and more like a twisted children's toy franchise by the minute.]

Well, it's a shame we aren't allowed to directly touch the Players today, hm? Otherwise I'm sure you would show them a thing or two.

['Cruel shrugs it off.]

Meh. They're still being challenged anyway.

Personally, I'm looking forward to seeing them run after someone that's likely faster and more agile than the majority of them.

Whatever floats your boat. We're only here because we're dead.

It doesn't bother you that this isn't wherever you came from before?

Oh. That.

[Fluttercruel slumps a little bit.]

...We're trying not to freak the buck out about it. Besides, I've died before this, so we can definitely fight our way out of here.

Oh? Well, good luck with that. Considering this Game was in an entirely different city last week and it will likely be somewhere else come tomorrow, it might be a little hard to find your way out.

[That... could be a bit of a problem. Transporting from place to place might hinder her escaping death.]

...Tch. We'll keep on trying to kick Tartarus in the face. Our friends are probably feeling horrible.