WEEK 2 DAY 7: MISSION

[wonderful_mods]

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.]]

Comments

[reaper_sport]

[Took someone long enough. To be honest, he thought the zebra and her nerdy friend would be the first in. Casual as ever, the GM tucks up one leg and leans against it as he regards the player.]

Ah, our first Player drawn by greed to the gates of Hell. Bravo, bravo.

[sunnydwithagun]

I don't know if I would call it greed, but I can only assume so much if this is hell. After all, I'm still keeping an eye out for Cerberus.

(Hooray for metaphorical speak and a reference to the mission in the same sentence. Quite a kid, isn't he?)

[reaper_sport]

[...Really? What did this Game think it was pulling...]

Well, Cerberus is said to rest right outside the gates of Hell, so... have you checked outside?

[He sounds a bit annoyed. Did this kid get born with no sense of metaphor?]

[sunnydwithagun]

(He kind of has one! It's just mixed in with derp. And both like to show up at random times.)

That depends on which part of this town you consider Hell. Coincidentally, I wanted to ask you about that. Ask you a few things, actually.

[reaper_sport]

Get in line.

[This was all gonna be questions for the rest of the night, wasn't it?]

[sunnydwithagun]

(That's what happens when you end up looking so suspicious. And you know, the whole GM thing. Sorry bro.)

Is there someone I should wait for to go first or are you just looking to take a break after running around?

[reaper_sport]

Maybe I don't want to deal with Players unless you think there's a reason I should. Rhyming zebras were bad enough.

[sunnydwithagun]

It's inevitable for the GM to deal with them, isn't it? Especially if the mission revolves around chasing him down.

[reaper_sport]

I suppose.

[Of course, by then he's stalled enough for two more players to accost him...]