- The Task Itself:
- Melly wrote:
Gran Voyage Type: Story
Gran Voyage Name:For the sake of the people
Gran Voyage Location:Water Seven [Slums]
Level: 2
Gran Voyage Description: Before Melissa arrived at the slums of Water 7, they where a ragged torn down criminal wasteland, the beautiful girl of snow has completely changed them. By taking from criminals, slavers etc who had docked there, they have managed to build upon the foundation fate dealt them, with ships, weapons such as guns and swords. Materials and money they slums slowly became a place people wanted to visit, now boasting seahorse racing, food stalls, clean water, unique boat like buildings, boat houses and so forth, the people view melissa as queen, even though she stated payment she did not expect it, though these people knowing there was no punishment gave small donations to the Slum Queen. Marines tried to take the slums, marines tried to hurt those within but Melissa saw to it that they did not return or so she thought. Little did she know a core of marines led by ....... [Rank and marine completely up to NPCER]. They are heavily armed ready to lay siege to the slums if she does not surrender and hand herself in. A fight is about to be had one that they may not survive.
NPCing: Heavy Npcing Please
[Note: those in the slums will fight on Melissa's side]
Rain danced down from the heavens, drenching all that fell within its clutches. The watchers of the slums sat within their towers, four sniper rifles in the hands of one person within each of the tower, accompanied by a further two people each with their own rifles, though these did not hold scopes. One of each would also have binoculars salvaged from many a ship as well as a radio which served as their communications to the main base. Defenses had been fortified since Melissa's last run in with the marines and with the arrival of the news coo, or well the information within which had been passed to her by the many occupants of the slums, they knew that sooner or later the marines would come. She had already decided to take the fight to the marines, to save the people of the slums having to fight. Though when this was brought to their attention they rallied against her. It was there home too after all and in the end, they persuaded her that they were ready to not only die for her but to protect the place that they built together. Yet five days since the information within the coo was made public, and the marines had still not come. Perhaps all were empty threats?
The slums had been peaceful since her return, her arm had begun to heal nicely allowing her some decent movement within her left arm, though it would flare up every now and again. Her outfit of choice today was simple, small black flats with long knee-high black socks, a small black plaid skirt, a white blouse and a mustard yellow sleeveless vest, a red and yellow ribbon tied around her kneck and of course the signature ribbons parting her hair at either side. Her shotgun strapped to her back, the young devil fruit user was ready for action. She was not the same, since coming to the slums she had grown so much, not just in maturity or in likability, but in power as well, she felt it, she felt stronger, having something to protect like she did. "So Moira, if they come your sure you know what to do?" Melissa asked as she took a bite of the toast sitting in front of her. The old lady simply smiled in return. "Yea yea yea, I know what I'm doing Melissa. Getting the non fighters and kiddies to the underground bunker, them workers finally done finished it under over turned boat in the square, been a long six months tae build it mind, olivia's there now putting in the last ae the supplies" Moira said with a gleam in her eyes.
It was midafternoon and the rain hadn't stopped, but that didn't mean anything right? Melissa had been back and forth between the bunker helping drop of supplies, it was only when fate intervened did she realize that surely if there was a god he was on her side. As she entered Moiras for what felt like the fiftieth time that day, the radio buzzed to life. "Come in frost witch, Eastern tower, marines spotted leaving the business district, twenty of em no thirty...." "this is Frost Witch, its time, send the signal" and with that she dropped the radio, from the towers a fire began to erupt from the top, soon all four towers had their beacon lit and the people of the slums began to evacuate. Those whom where not fighters would head towards the bunker, while those who had training in some shape way or form would gather in the square, around one hundred people and Melissa herself, half the people where armed with guns, rifles or basic flintlocks, while the other half had swords, daggers, and even a single Trident. Each had one grenade to use. Compared to the marines they were under armed yet they had the advantage, they had set the scene. The slums were ready for them, home field advantage. "this is it guys, spread out, kill what you can but if you need to run, run. Try not to die" Melissa said, shotgun in hand. With a chorus of "YES MA'AM" the group dispersed one hundred people getting into position, hiding in buildings, behind objects, quickly tightening the wires which held cans, anticipating ready for the sound of snipers to fire when the marines got in range. Melissa remained in the center of town, waiting for the gun fire to begin, her breathing heavy as the rain pounded down upon her.
- NPC Information:
Howdy to whomever takes this. You have free reign of the marines and their weapons [just try to keep it within the level 2 band please. The marines are aware of Melissa's snow powers [though not so aware of her leg fighting style]. This is also generating the prompt of water 7 so your also free to bring in the seakings based on the prompt information whenever you feel like it. I hope we both have fun and plz dun kill me straight away XD also doriki [3] allocated to Strength and Power