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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.]]
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.]]
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And then, once he connects the dots, he just starts to laugh. It's a little bit of an unhinged laugh, a laugh of someone who just had a weapon dropped in his lap.]
You know, I'd wondered what was so special about a grumpy pony... now I know. So do you keep her in line, or the other way around?
[If no players noticed him... well, that was one of his contingencies anyway, but now at least he'd be entertained while he waited the rest of the night out, and without getting outplayed by the other reaper. After all, Rei was no idiot - he knew when he was outclassed.]
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Oh, come on, I can totally show him up!
Fluttercruel, no, it isn't nice.
...Fine, but you're no bucking fun.]
Um... We both try to help each other...
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[Rei hasn't forgotten Joshua, but, well. Any excuse to keep from answering questions that could be used against him.]
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I think they're those things Spike has. I'm pretty sure Old Man had some, too. You know, on their legs, attached to their feet.
Oh. Okay.]
Um... We don't have any toes.
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Hooves. Whatever. Definitely a piece of work, you.
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I've been trying to become a better pony...
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Perfect for this Game, I think.
[THERE'S a backhanded compliment if he ever gave one.]
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'Shy modestly hides behind her mane.]
...How are we perfect? We've... only just stared...