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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 10:52 pm
AMITYVILLE Amityville: The sheer volume of students makes it hard to navigate around the established school facility. The outskirts of Amityville are mostly abandoned, though everyone knows the goods lie around the foundations of the school, mostly next to the spacious outdoor gym, the front gates, and the auditorium area. Students occasionally linger around, some wary of your presence, others more than willing to help. Rules:- This RP is possible with students! - Roll a 100-sided dice each time you post. Match your dice roll to the results below as to what you find. Make sure to RP out the post. You can work with someone else as well, so each of you can obtain max 10/15 items (depending on your job class) - You can also invite students to your RP. Students can come into your scavenging RP to help/ ask questions/ etc etc as long as they are invited the conventional means (ie: through a PRP etc etc). IF you make your thread an ORP that means you're in theory allowing any students to snoop at what you are doing! If you are making it a solo, that means Amityville students are not allowed/ do not see your thread. Students cannot collect supplies, but they can try to provide helpful hints about the school/ make conversation/ try to assist carrying supplies/ etc etc. Students are still not allowed on the Lost Clan reservation though, so after they get to the Amityville gates students will have to stay at the school. - Once you are done collecting supplies, you can point claim here- 1- 10 Solid bricks - 11 - 20: Gnome Cement - 21-30: Large wooden door - 31- 40:Reinforced Metal desks - 41- 50:Shatter-proof glass - 51 - 60: Ripped curtains - 61- 70: Thick cable wire - 71- 80: Large round pebble - 81 - 90: Pliable adhesive - 91 - 100: Slightly used garbage bin.
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keiifuu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
25
Total: 25 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 10:55 pm
Senga was by no means thrilled to be here. No, not at all. The foreign atmosphere of the area weighed heavily on his conscious, making the young executioner something of a walking, talking, breathing stormcloud as he dropped to the concrete wings flaring outwards and giving a tentative flap. He could not see anyone around, and some part of him was both glad for that and unnerved all at once. It was not as though Senga was antisocial, but these students and creatures of Amityville... they were weird. He'd only encountered a few; the wolfos first, and the strange reaper as well. But that had been enough to give him a taste, and a rather unpleasant one at that.
Despite his irritation at the notion, Senga had left his pelt behind at the reserve, tucked safely away in the War's communal tent. He trusted his surviving brothers and sisters enough not to touch it; and if they did, well... Senga shook the notion from his head and shivered, remembering all at once just how cold it felt without the fur to protect his skin. He had not bothered with another set of clothes, and the skulls on his hip rattled hollowly as he mapped his bandaged torso with light fingertips, feeling wounds still healing from battles back home that felt fresh in his mind and difficult to remember without the voices screeching in the back of his head.
"That won't do," He rumbled quietly, hushing the static as much as he could; which was, to say the least, not at all.
It was another attempt at scavenging today, only this time he was alone. Iyari was off somewhere sharpening weapons or plotting world domination, and Jaida… well, he never knew what the blue jay was up to really, when she wasn’t around him trying to chat his ear to death. Fluffing his wings, the horseman shuffled forward, beginning to scour the area for things to stuff in his sack and drag back to the reserve. It wasn’t a job he preferred, or even liked, but there wasn’t much else to do, and as much as he loved his clan-members the reserve was getting too stuffy for his taste.
Senga folded his wings and stared critically at the outskirts of Amityville. Sadly, he wasn’t exactly sure how this was much better. The young executioner gave out a quiet scoff. Hopefully it would all go smoothly.
Ha, yeah right.Tsunake oooh, sorry this took so long! q A q
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