- Job Description:
- Job Title: Kidnap the Noble
Player Requirements: 1-3 C ranks minimum (2 D ranks can take this)
Job Requirements:30 posts of 300 words minimum (or 9000 words overall)Job Location: Shirotsume
Minimum of 7 rolls
Must roll the boss
Job Description: Kidnap the noble (gender is up to taker) and take them to the drop zone to be held for ransom. They are they key to funding dark guilds and gaining an upper hand from the other guilds. Your job is to take them from their home in the middle of the night and take them to another mansion hidden amongst other homes to be delivered to the hostage takers. From there you shall be rewarded.
Weak: Overnight Butler: Just a butler who works at night. Be aware, he hits for C rank damage and will clean your clock if your not careful. It takes 4 C rank to take him down.
Normal: Overnight Maid: Unlike the butler, this maid used to be a martial arts student and can deal 1.5 C rank damage per hit, able to hit twice with each attack that hits. She is a sturdy foe and is defeated with 6 C rank attacks.
Strong: Noble Guard: A guard whom had served fro years with this family. They are a skilled swordsman and use a sword and shield to fight. The shield can take up to 3 B rank spells or weapon strikes to destroy it, the sword deals B rank attacks and is durable enough to take 1 B rank spell or attack to destroy it, and the guard himself can take 4 B ranks before he's defeated.
Boss: Personal Bodyguard: This guard is of the same gender as whom you make the noble. They are potent in every form of combat and very hard to beat. It takes 5 B ranks to beat this guard, and they will use anything around them as a weapon, only dealing D rank damage at best with those, but B rank with their bare hands.
Reward: 8000 jewels Double C rank exp.
Her combat boots thumped against the ground as she walked the decimated streets of Shirotsume after the raid on it. Bodies lay strewn across the sidewalks and roads, blood coating the stone and staining it a dark red against shades of grey. Blood splashed up from where she stepped in puddles, staining the ashen-grey skin of the servant of Death. Dots of it speckled her legs like polka dot tights covering her skin, decorating it with the mass destruction of a town. A smirk played across her luscious lips and red eyes, cracked with black down the cheeks, darted across the surroundings. Stray people ran in her wake, taking quick glances toward her before bolting down alleys to hide from her wickedness. Laughter filled the death-drenched air, breaking the silence that echoed through it and bringing out the sound of ill wretchedness.
Fiery dots caught sight of a person sprinting across the street not that far out from where she was walking the streets. Blades glinted in the brilliance of the sunlight, as if in slow motion, wrapping around the woman who was running. The woman screamed from both surprise and pain, as the blades hooked into her skin and ripped at it the moment Marceline pulled the whip back. She was spun around, blood spilling out into the space around her and she fell to the ground, unconscious from the grievous wounds. Marcy did not stop in her walking and when she reached the woman, this was where she paused to look down at her. A boot came up and harshly slammed onto the lady's head, crushing the skull, splattering brains and blood over the road. As sick as it was, the grin never left those pale lips when the Shirotsume resident was slaughtered before her eyes.
Marcy glanced upward, once again running her gaze over the genocide that had been created here in Savage Skull's name. Upon looking over what had been broken and massacred, she noticed that a single building still stood tall and proud. The simper on her face was replaced with a scowl, her face distorted in a look of disgust at a mansion of all things existing on the premises. Her boot slammed back onto the ground and she started walking toward the mansion instead, the whip scraping against the stone. When another person dashed away from her, the same thing happened to them as the lady she had recently killed. It came up into the air and snagged around the man's neck, hauling him to the ground and yanking him toward her. A loud snap could be heard as the neck of the man was broken, then a tearing sound followed after as the head was ripped off.
Fist pulled close to her sides, the Savage Skull Coming Storm built up death energy into the palms of her hands. Sparks of the energy flew off the orbs as they grew in size in her hands; when she placed them together, the energy let off in streams. Three streams flew out from the amassed orb and into the body of the two she had killed and one that had been slaughtered by the onslaught of falling debris. The bodies rose on their own, standing to their feet as if they had simply woken from their slumber they had fallen to. Once again, that laughter filled the air, her face contorting into a sicken look of happiness as those who had died rose to life. They ambled toward her slowly as the energy finished off and absorbed into their bodies, in which she began walking. "The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends and where the other begins?" she called out.
Where she walked, the world crumbled around her, her "pets" the only things that did not injure at her touch. Ramakrishna ran and spun at her side, yipping to gain her attention, though quickly stopped and bounded forward. He charged off into the grounds of the mansion as they approached it, chasing after squirrels and rabbits, tearing into their flesh. Bursts of shadow spilled off from his body as he attacked them and swallowed them in a matter of seconds. Marcy sauntered up to the doors of the mansion and with a single touch of her hand, the doors crumbled into dust. "Ding dong!" she shouted out her presence, laughing as she did so, "I know you can hear me, open up the door, I only wanna play a little. Oops, I guess the door is already open, I guess I can just walk right on in and make myself at home, don't you say?"
The building was awfully quiet, enough so that it made Marceline wonder if the place was vacant or occupied. No one had responded to her caterwauling, perhaps they were hidden in a safe room somewhere in the house? First step into the house and the floor began to creak and crack with each step that followed after the starting one. Wood crumbled to dust, glass shattered and broke, spraying across the ground as that, too, turned to ash. "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection into the eternal life. . ." Tendrils of her magic ate at the walls and disintegrated what the mansion was made of, slowly crushing it into nothing. "Life asked Death, 'Why do people love me, but hate you?', and Death responded with, 'Because you are a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth'. . ."
Footsteps below her could be heard, but she paid no mind to them as she wove her way through the home. It was only when she caught sight of a slender figure that her entire being slowed down and became silent. She sneaked close to the opening, and with a flash of her whip, the blades cut deep into the skin of the nobleman and dragged him toward her. The man cried out in fear and pain and that grin appeared on her face, where she wrapped her snake-like hands on his arms. Skin began to peel away on him and she hugged him close, petting his hair that fell from his head in seconds. "My new little toy," she purred out, covering his mouth with her own lips and pulling him along the hallway to the outdoors.
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