|dethklok

Deathclock is looking for a bodyguard, and you're one of the candidates. How did that happen? Good question...
It all started when, either at a concert or while signing autographs, one of the band members was attacked again. Yes, it happened often, they were used to it, but Charles didn't like it at all. He considered it too much of a risk and that servants shouldn't always be relied upon, so Offdensen gathered everyone in the hall around the table, discussing the new bodyguard's employment.
Charles: You see, we need a bodyguard for your own safety.
Murderface: Fuck, this is bullshit! Can't we stand up for ourselves?
Toki: I think it's really cool!
Charles tapped his pen on the table, quieting the conversation before continuing.
Charles: Be that as it may, I have already compiled a dossier of the best candidates, please review them, all the information and photographs are inside the folders... And I ask you, do not choose solely based on appearance.