WEEK 3 DAY 3: MISSION

[wonderful_mods]

Mission: Spread holiday cheer to the town!
Time Limit: Long
Noise Plane: Solo
Wall Instructions: Neku, the Flutters, and Kreutzer are explicitly assigned to wall duty, other reapers may man key walls around town as desired. Wall-clearing requirements must involve cheering the reaper in question up somehow.
Wall Rewards: Whirlygig Juggle
Reaped Rewards: Aqua Ghost
Mission Rewards: Adamantite
Bonus Reward: Love Me Tether

[It seems this week's GM is pretty easy-going, as this is another simple mission... it seems that spirits are still somewhat down amidst the RG, to say nothing of the Reapers. Obviously, one or more of them need to be happy to clear the mission. But which ones?

Strangely, all phones will get a second mail a few minutes after the first, though it's a little different than the mission mail... it actually seems to be in a somewhat stylized script, and reads quite differently.]

While those in this Game are carrying out your mission, there is one grinch who seems to be quite intent on befouling the name of this town and perhaps all of Christmas! Perhaps if you could find it in your heart to spread a little Christmas cheer to that snakey soul, Santa might have an extra present for you!

Ho ho ho~!

[This... doesn't seem to be part of the mission, but is it a prank? Santa does live in town...]

[[OOC note: Just like W2D7, you get a secondary mission! It's not gonna be easy, though, and the Reaper in question definitely did NOT agree to such a thing...]]

Comments

[suicidoll]

(The Reapers most suitable (note: feeling down) for the job were chosen, apparently. Just goes to show that the higher ups really are paying attention.

Telling him straight out won't be fun, so she'll just be indirect. You're a smart boy, Josh; you can figure it out unless you already know you cheater)

They felt I needed it and there's little I can do to change their minds; perhaps they felt I didn't celebrate Christmas often enough back home.

[leggierissimo]

[Oh, he has no doubt that they are. He's seen it firsthand.]

Hm. You're really that much of a Scrooge? What a shame.

[He knows the real reason, though. He overheard. Yes, he is a dirty cheater.]

[suicidoll]

(But of course. After all, there was that whole Shibuya thing that took place some time ago.)

It's not as if I don't want to celebrate it; it's more due to a lack of proper company. After all, you're meant to do more than just exchange gifts with them.

(First clue right there since it's supposed to be all about friends and family and stuff. Not like it means much since he knows already)

[leggierissimo]

Well, different places do have different customs.

[Finally, he hops down off of his little perch on the rooftop, gliding down to the ground.]

But, I'm not quite sure you can really exchange gifts with a dog in the first place.

[suicidoll]

(Ooh Josh, you're so graceful~

Ah, he already knows. Not like she told everyone about it, but she didn't try to keep it a secret either.)

Not in the conventional way, no. It's much more...immaterial and not quite something that can be wrapped with a ribbon.

(Ignoring the fact that Kreutzer herself wears a hair ribbon at all times. She frowns.)

...I didn't have enough time to give it a name.

[leggierissimo]

[He tries~

For now, he opts to lean against the wall of the building, folding his arms across his stomach. It's only a dog, so it isn't really something too terribly important. Not in his eyes, anyway.]

At least we know now that animals apparently don't transfer with us. [Pause.] There isn't really anything stopping you from still giving it a name, I suppose.

[suicidoll]

(The dog meant a lot more to Kreutz than just being a pet. Kind of her first foray into being responsible for another/making a solid friend/other such cutesy things she lacked in her backstory. You know, the usual.)

I suppose...but it wouldn't feel quite right if I did so now. As strange as it may sound to ask a dog for its opinion on a name, I feel that would be the better option; I feel I would be lying if I didn't ask.

[leggierissimo]

[Learning these sort of social skills is a tiered program, really. Starting small, moving upward... Though typically, people learn these things in childhood.]

Well, there's always the chance to start over. Maybe with something that will actually be able to make the transfer, this time. [He means people, Kreutz.]

[suicidoll]

(But people are complicated ;_;

Typically yes, but sheltered children don't usually get the experience to match the knowledge. She's pretty much like that.)

That narrows my options to those part of the Reaper's Game and the few RGers who are brought along. At the very least, therein lies possibility.

(And she even has a few friends! Granted, most of them aren't human, but it still counts. Still...)

Even then, I'm left reaching for faith. Not just for starting anew, but for the dog's well being...the best I could do was provide temporary shelter and food for three days after last week...today's the third day.

[leggierissimo]

[Don't make him break out the tiny violins, he will not hesitate. :T

Don't worry, Kreutz. You're hardly the only sheltered child here.]

It's something, at least. Be glad you even have that - this Game is odd enough as it is.

I'm sure in a place that big, someone will take the dog in. People bring in strays all the time. [It's just a dog, though - he's never been much of a dog person. There has been one exception.] There isn't much sense in worrying when you have no way of doing anything about it.

[suicidoll]

(Don't you dare, Josh; she's being sincere for once and sarcasm will not be appreciated.)

I doubt I'll ever understand the mechanics behind the Game; I'm still wrapping my mind around death and what comes afterward. It's interesting how lively it is, isn't it? They say life is a dream of the dead, but where does that leave us?

Being unable to do anything about it is exactly why I'm worrying. I took responsibility of its life and only made it this far...(She shrugs.) The "love and lost" proverb comes to mind and frankly, I'm tired of losing.

[leggierissimo]

[Alright, fine, he'll pull them out later.]

It leaves us to dream the living, unable to wake up. Some of us, anyway. [He smiles, waving a hand.] It really isn't that hard to get the hang of, once you know all about it. It's been two and a half weeks now - you should at least know a little.

[Hm.] Keep up that attitude and you'll just end up stagnating, you know.

[suicidoll]

Perhaps I do...but it's somewhat clouded by how unexpected The Game was. Then again, one can't fully plan their death and what comes afterwards, so there's not much excuse. I may be focused on the wrong subjects.

...But is it really so simple to just move on and stop dwelling in the past? To just let go?

(She should know the answer to this, but sadly, Kreutz is a girl who likes to be in control Especially since she seldom gets the chance.)

[leggierissimo]

Rarely do people ever expect the Game. Only if you're capable of seeing it from the RG, and even then... [Shrug.]

It isn't easy, no. But that's the point.

[suicidoll]

...Such supernatural abilities are beyond my own. My eyes are only human.

And I suppose faith is the way to move on from such things?