1 The legend of Dakuman! [Bouncer mission -- Private | Invite Only] Wed Apr 27, 2016 6:25 pm
Dākuman
D-rank
- Spoiler:
- Mission name: Bouncer: Local Party (Repeatable)
Mission rank: D
Objective: Be a Bouncer
Location: Sunagakure
Reward: 80 Ryo
Mission description: A local party has applied for a bodyguard, more so of a bouncer just to make sure nothing gets out of hand.
Mission details: 600 words minimum, Nothing of consequence happens, a drunk kid starts a fight, but its easily break-upable.
Mission time. If he was to make it out of this shit hole of a village, and put this place behind him, then he needed cash and weapons. To do that, he needed a hustle, something that would bring in plenty of cash. He could always go back to stealing from people and picking pockets for ryo, but that was what landed him in prison the last time. Not that he cared – the place wasn't bad. Three meals a day and cot to sleep on. But the lack of 'freedom' was irritating. No, he did not want to go back to that place.
He would have to do this the legit way – for now. No stealing and killing unless he was one hundred percent sure he could get away. But for now, he would have to put in some work – he still knew remembered some skills from his time in the Sunagakure no Sato Ninja Academy. Perhaps he could put them to use, and probably earn money that way? Given his status as a criminal, he was dishonorably discharged from the Village Shinobi Corps, but there nothing saying that he could not register as wandering ronin and make some money for himself. Besides, all of his records that contained his information under his family name – a name that died with his grand parents. His mother never married, and she'd never named him. Hell, for the first few years of his life, he thought his name was 'Boy'. It wasn't until those prisoners took to calling him Dākuman – Dark Man – because of his personality that he ever had a name of his own. He did not mind the name, and even stylized it into being Dākuman X, on account of not having a proper last name either. Something about being called Dark Man X seemed just right....
He would have to find something, anything to bring in some cash. This shit hole inn room in the slums of Sunagakure was just not cutting it. He wanted out of this place, out of this village and to leave the bad memories of it behind. But to do that, he needed cash, and so, it was off to the mission request board to register until a new name.
~An Hour Later~
It was easy enough to register under his 'new' name – the receptionist merely assumed that he was some strong headed kid looking to prove himself and be mysterious at the same time. Little did she know, but Dakuman had zero time for this kind of shit – other kids his age might have been up for parading around like peacocks and trying to impress the kunoichi with their shit tier skills, but Dakuman had better things to do with his time. Impressing some random THOT was not on the list of shit he had to do on a daily basis. Some random THOT was not going to get him what he wanted right then – not unless he took up pimping. Being a pimp was something else he had no patience for – and the thought of being one was a bit sickening.
Armed with his new registration card and R.I.P, [Ronin Identification Passport], Dakuman made his way over to the mission postings and began to browse through them, contemplating on what to take. There were several missions that looked interesting, mainly to do with dealing with roaming gangs and bandits. He wanted to take them, but had no weapons in order to fight with. While he had no problem getting down and dirty with his hands, it was almost guaranteed suicide to run up into a bandit hideout without something sharp and pointy to stick into people.
Finally, he settled on something that seemed simple enough; being a bouncer for some kind of party that was happening later in the evening. The party was apparently happening in one of the more upscale districts of the village, a part that Dakuman knew very well. He'd been through that section many times, breaking into homes an businesses to find something to make a profit. Perhaps he would make more of a profit tonight beyond just what he would be paid for being a bouncer at the party? Time would tell. For the moment, he had to get ready for this party. While it did not start for several hours, it would be best to get over there and check out the situation before hand. There was really no use in going into this mission blind.
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