[IC] your oc helps the oc above

Brandy would probably want help with her pub! However, there are some rules to the bar (feel free to check her profile). Be mindful - shifts last all night, and fights can break out!! 

Mung Bean quietly lapped up tea from a unsupervised cup. At least, he thought it was unsupervised. A flock of eyes peered down at him, watching his every move. He'd make a delicious snack for the owls watching him. However, he wasn't visiting the Librarium for pleasure. Today was all buisness. He has a little volunteer hat on. Next to his little loaf body was a very large stack of papers and two ink pads, one red and one green. Today little Mung Bean was in charge of book processing. It was up to him to make sure everything was accounted for. If a book was registered with the Librarium, green paw stamp. If it was new and had yet to be sorted, red paw stamp. Sadly, he wasn't very good at his job. Too many children wanted to come up and pet him or ask what he was. Some adults even called him a paper weight! How rude! He drank some tea on his break with the tall woman who ran the Librarium.

He very eagerly awaited for a feather to fall from her wings. Sadly, none had. Mung Bean had not yet curled up in the lap of the large woman yet. Her hands were quite clawed. Perfect for scritches. Poor Mung Bean, he was on duty. He must remember! Work Mung Bean mode activated! He turned from his tea and attempted to read the documents. That's when he realized something very important; he couldn't read.

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As the man turned away from him, Mung Bean saluted hum. Such a brave soul off to war amongst his fellow felines. MungBean settled in for a long day of staring at people until they realize he's alive.

( ^   mung bean is so funny )

Jüri was not sure precisely how or why he'd found himself in a cat café. Frankly, he hadn't known such a concept existed... he'd just wanted coffee, saw the word café, and went inside. And so he sat, evidently impassive, as cats rubbed against his legs and sniffed his arm. He liked animals, cats included... and so he allowed himself the pleasure of stroking one of them, an orange tabby that purred and kneaded the couch beside him. It was certainly an unconventional situation, but the healer was content: he had coffee and cats, what was not to enjoy? Sure, his clothes were getting covered in cat hair. But he was willing to make that noble sacrifice. It was then that he noticed something across the room.

A black cat, absurdly round, was attempting to jump onto one of those... cat towers. Cat trees. Whatever they were called. The giant scratching posts with hiding places in them, and such. Jüri observed quietly, unable to avoid smirking with amusement. Mung Bean, full of determination, continued trying to reach his target, but he was simply too round and could not jump high enough. He observed this for a while, assuming that the poor thing would simply give up after a while. But it did not. Feeling a bit like he was being irresponsible for not helping, Jüri sighed and stood, walking over to approach the little black critter. He leaned down, scratching the cat on the head and behind the ears.

"Here, kitty," he said softly, before gently lifting him up and setting him comfortably on the cat tree that had been his goal. Yes, there was his good deed done for the day. Meanwhile, a flock of cats had followed Jüri across the room, and were now rubbing on his legs... it seemed that, despite his apparent stoicism, he was popular among them. If only he could adopt a cat one day. Ah... seeing something in his peripheral vision, Jüri whipped his head around to look at a cat that was imminently sticking its head into his cup of coffee.

"Hey, get out of there!"

np: lots of possibilities !! mr. jüri here is a healer, he heals using magic through his touch! so you can help him with something relating to that: calming down a patient (his bedside manner is not good), getting a patient away from danger to somewhere safe, or even helping with something his magic can't easily fix (for example, a dislocated shoulder or broken limb would need to be set/fixed manually; his touch mostly heals open wounds). jüri may also get hurt in the line of duty since he works in war zones etc so you could help him if he's gotten injured. feel free to come up with something yourself too!

It was the middle of a raid; an infamous drug cartel’s hideout was located inside a dense forest. Due to an ambush, Cayden and his squad failed to move to their following location. The sounds of screams, explosions, and gunfire filled the forest; Cayden's squad was holding on but the number of cartel members are increasing. Cayden ordered a retreat and used himself as a distraction to help his injured squad members retreat; some of his men wanted to stay but he encouraged the remaining squad members to retreat as well to provide more protection for the injured. Cayden held the line and provided enough time for this squadron to retreat; he was left alone, but that didn’t matter as long as his squad was safe.  

The onslaught of the cartel members continued and Cayden decided to retreat as well. He threw a smoke bomb making it difficult for the cartel members to track him and he easily slipped by unnoticed. He was retreating towards their previous checkpoint when he heard a scream; Cayden stopped in his tracks and ran towards the source of the scream. The source of the scream was coming from inside the cave; as he came closer Cayden prepared his gun and anticipated the worse. Cayden entered the cave and he was relieved by what he saw; he saw a man clad in white, providing treatment to four other men. He was clearly a medic, and the injured ones are members of the other squadron; it seems that his rough treatment caused some pain to one of them. Cayden relief was suddenly cut short as he heard the sounds of the cartel members nearby. “Hey, mister listen, we need to get you and these guys to safety.” He requested “I can carry two of these unconscious guys; while the other two and you can just follow my lead.”

NP: He needs help with all sorts of things; household work, training, catching bad guys, maintaining/fixing his motorcycle, and more. Feel free to create your own tho! :>

V (Dun worry! I love it!! He's so sweet and wholesome, mah hart- ( ；∀；) )

He tilts his head back and looks up at Cayden, amazed at his height and also at how muscular and masculine he looks. In Japan, he didn't run into men with tattoos often, as it wasn't a respectable thing to have and criminals often had various kinds littered on their arms. His friends elsewhere also didn't seem to have any ink, ranging from the sweet and helpful J, to the louder and prouder Ferrin. Which.. made meeting someone with such a unique mark all the more exciting. "Uwahh!" Blue eyes glimmer with interest. "Tamako is not used to seeing.. anyone with patterns like that..!" He points a quick finger to Cayden's arm, then reaches his hands behind his own head to tie up his hair, all the while giving him his undivided attention. "You are named.. 'Cayden'.. yes? Tamako thinks 'Cayden' looks strong. Tamako can help him pick up the small things, but he cannot lift very heavy things, you see." 

With his hair pulled up and out of the way, he places his hands on his hips and puffs his chest out. "But..! Tamako will help Cayden clean this.. mess for the.. 'volunteer' work so that the city may be.. 'clean'!" 

[i am so sorry i straight up was just like ok they can do volunteer work LMFAOOO.]
@ np: he needs help. he just always needs help doing smth

It was a beautiful afternoon in the big city, and the scent of delicious food filled the city; It was finally lunchtime and Seth is off from work and is quite excited to visit his favorite diner. He loves all the chaos that encompassed the city, the bustling of the busy crowds, loud heavy construction work, and the towering buildings that touched the sky which was a sharp contrast to the humble greenery that adorned the city. Navigating the city is confusing but it was second nature to him and it didn't take awhile before he was slowly approaching his destination when he came upon a lost tourist? He wasn't sure but he was quite suspicious. The man was tall and had frost blue eyes, combined with his pale skin and white hair made him have a ghostly appearance. He seemed to be looking for someone or something.

"Yep, that guy isn't human" he deliberated. Seth had an innate ability to differentiate which ones are mortal and those who aren't, the suspicious man isn't a mortal but at least he didn't give off any malicious intent, yet. He was apprehensive in providing directions for him but he eventually yielded as he felt that he must interact with the suspicious man in order to get a better understanding of the situation. "Hey, over here!" He called out "You seem to be lost, you going somewhere specific?" The suspicious man took notice of Seth and with a calm tone, he explained his situation. He needed to see someone and their address was written on a piece of paper. "Hm, this isn't too far from here" he responded. "Just go straight passing two blocks and take a right, you'll get there." The suspicious man gave his thanks to Seth and went on his way. Seth didn't feel anything wrong about him, he was indeed strange but it wasn't anything malicious. "Eh, no point in thinking about it too much, I'm on my break."

NP: You can help with his paperwork, recommend him good places to eat, or catch cultists for him to consume surrender to the proper authorities. But feel free to create your own! :>

     Cults were starting to piss Adrien off. He pressed his back against a run down wall as a few cultists roamed around, trying to find him. Those bastards were summoning demons that attacked people on the other end of the city. He'd already taken a couple of them down and was able to interrupt them from calling the third one out, but they didn't take too kindly to it. 

     Who knew they were freakishly strong too?

     One was within range. Adrien poked his head out to fire at them. Got him. The other one fired back, though and grazed his arm. He hid against the wall again, hearing the remaining two get closer. He took off, thankfully dodging bullets while gaining some dist--

     He hit what felt like a brick wall. Grunting a curse, Adrien rubbed his chin and climbed off his ass to see what had happened. It wasn't a wall, but a man! One who didn't seem fazed by getting ran into. He was dressed well-- too well for a place like this. That man seemed to only be focused on the cultists, though, and before Adrien could register what was going on, the one with the gun had been taken down! What the hell?

     That left one cultist left. "We should leave this one alive," Adrien said. It'd be good to get this guy to tell him where the others were or why they were doing what they were doing. The strange man said something, and though he couldn't see his face at the moment he knew there was a smug ass grin to match what he said. He may not be as young as the two knucklehead hunters Adrien mentored, but this guy was a brat just like them.

     He was the first to move, lunging at the guy who seemed to fight with a dagger. Those slashes were fast, enough to give him a few cuts, but he dodged the fatal ones and was able to tackle him down. It felt like this shouldn't have been that easy, but something told him the other guy had something to do with that. Speaking of, it looked like this guy's job specifically revolved around the cult. Adrien, however, was reluctant to hand him over. "Just who are you? What is your job?"

     In the end, that man left with the cultist, and all Adrien got in return were more questions. 

He hunts vampires down so you could help him with that, or help him find any information on the vampire that took his daughter!

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It's a middle of the night, the moon is shining, the star is sparkling, and the blood is flowing high. Adrien, Jimmy and Riley are hunting for vampires, and they're headed to the forest. Riley has a Enfield rifle, and Jimmy holds a frying pan, standing behind Adrien while looking for vampires to deal with. Surely enough, they have reached an end of the road, surrounded by trees, and bushes. As the trio got stuck in a middle of the nowhere, in the forest, they began to hear some snarls and growls, and this isn't some sort of animal, but monsters, and that will be vampires!!! Suddenly, all 8 vampires comes out from the bushes and trees, trying to attack the trio but thankfully, Adrien, Jimmy, and Riley has weapons than the vampires using claws and fangs. Adrien shoots 3 vampires with his pistol gun, Riley shoots 2 vampires with his rifle, and Jimmy just bonked 3 vampires with his pan, and then Adrien shoot three of them again with his pistol. It won't last long, because more vampires are coming, around 7 to 8 more. Nevertheless, the trio have wiped out almost all of the vampires, except one, and they're sneaking around the trees. Out of nowhere, the vampires jumps out from the tree, and slashes Riley's arm, causing him to drop his rifle and fall, screaming in pain. His arm bleeds very bad, and Adrien managed to shoot the vampires in the head. "Holy crap, RILEY!!!" Jimmy goes to Riley immediately, checking Riley's arm. Riley cries very hard but no one, except Adrien and Jimmy, can heard them, given that they were in a forest. "What should we do sir?" Jimmy ask Adrien. "We'll take him to the nearby hospital or at least a clinic, for now, we're safe but they'll be more of them so it's best to go now". "Bu-but, what about those bodies?" Riley points the dead vampire bodies to Adrien, but they didn't care much about it, it's important to care about Riley's arm right now. Adrien lifts Riley, Jimmy carries Riley's rifle and the trio goes out from the forest. Man, that was horrifying.

NP: You can help Jimmy and Riley doing their schoolworks, exploring around Burbank, or  whateer you wanna do, do anything. Go wild.

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How annoying. It was no surprise that Dos' client would end up in a place like this, a city bustling and densely populated. It seemed to be a rather desirable location for the wealthy, for the powerful—and wouldn't you know it? That's what Dos could offer to others should they form a pact with him. Though, in exchange, their lives were forfeit after however many agreed-upon years.

He hated it here; God, how he hated it here. It was much hotter than what he was used to, not when he preferred to stow himself away in the snowy mountains. The twin-tailed beast was out of his element.

During his search, he came across Jimmy, a child. Dos wrote him off just as soon as his eyes landed on him, intending to leave and continue his search elsewhere when—

The kitsune placed a firm hand on Jimmy's shoulder, yanking the teenager back and right out of the path of an oncoming car. The driver, not paying attention to their path, continued on. "Watch it," Dos's voice was thin, filled with annoyance for the youngling who could have gotten hurt had he not been around.

He wouldn't linger; this place was only pissing him off every second wasted here. He wouldn't exchange any more words with Jimmy, just going about his way.

NP: Dos eats people who signs his 'contract' if you will, you can help point him in the right direction- its usually someone very wealthy, or in power.  On another hand, Dos often helps out his sister, so helping her get out of any situation (she finds herself in trouble more often than shed like to admit) you will in turn be helping him as well, and is a rare occassion he'll actually be thankful to someone.