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Quest #1: Barricade the Entrances
Description: Unfortunately for survivors, the mall was built to let people in instead of keeping people out. There are numerous entrances and exits scattered around the mall, and that doesn’t even include the direct entrances and exits some stores have. Everyone agrees that a lock isn’t enough. Rather than have the worst happen, everyone is encouraged to scavenge and locate what they can from the mall and use it to help barricade and block off entrances. At least one entrance has been barricaded and set up to use as a main entrance and exit. The rest need to be reinforced.
Goal: RP your survivor finding something to help barricade the mall. It can be a table or chairs from one of the many stores, or even one of the stands out in the middle of the mall floor. Have them add it to a barricade. There are barricades that lead directly to the mall, as well as barricades within stores themselves.
First time doing this quest? Please write a minimum of 100 words for 1 Arcade Token.
Repeating? Minimum word count jumps up to 300 in order to claim your 1 Arcade Token.
Feeling wordy? Go above and beyond the bare minimum for additional tokens! These token bonuses do not stack, so you can't write 100 words to claim 1 token, then add 300 words to claim 2 more tokens.
Stumped? Now’s a great time for your character to reflect on the crazy things that have gone down. Maybe they’re upset and need to calm down by nailing things into the barricade. Maybe they’re feeling creative and think the barricades could use more color and decide to go crazy with some glitter glue. The only requirement (aside from the word count) is that your character is doing something to improve the barricades protecting them and everyone else from the infected.
Whistle While You Work: Doing stuff alone is fine, but you don’t have to solo! Feel free to play along with some friends as you work together. The word count can be spread out throughout your total posts for the day.
Description: Unfortunately for survivors, the mall was built to let people in instead of keeping people out. There are numerous entrances and exits scattered around the mall, and that doesn’t even include the direct entrances and exits some stores have. Everyone agrees that a lock isn’t enough. Rather than have the worst happen, everyone is encouraged to scavenge and locate what they can from the mall and use it to help barricade and block off entrances. At least one entrance has been barricaded and set up to use as a main entrance and exit. The rest need to be reinforced.
Goal: RP your survivor finding something to help barricade the mall. It can be a table or chairs from one of the many stores, or even one of the stands out in the middle of the mall floor. Have them add it to a barricade. There are barricades that lead directly to the mall, as well as barricades within stores themselves.
First time doing this quest? Please write a minimum of 100 words for 1 Arcade Token.
Repeating? Minimum word count jumps up to 300 in order to claim your 1 Arcade Token.
Feeling wordy? Go above and beyond the bare minimum for additional tokens! These token bonuses do not stack, so you can't write 100 words to claim 1 token, then add 300 words to claim 2 more tokens.
500 words = 2 Arcade Tokens.
600 words = 3 Arcade Tokens.
700 words = 4 Arcade Tokens.
800 words = 5 Arcade Tokens.
Stumped? Now’s a great time for your character to reflect on the crazy things that have gone down. Maybe they’re upset and need to calm down by nailing things into the barricade. Maybe they’re feeling creative and think the barricades could use more color and decide to go crazy with some glitter glue. The only requirement (aside from the word count) is that your character is doing something to improve the barricades protecting them and everyone else from the infected.
Whistle While You Work: Doing stuff alone is fine, but you don’t have to solo! Feel free to play along with some friends as you work together. The word count can be spread out throughout your total posts for the day.
And to think he used to admire the excessive glass design of the mall. It wasn't until the first time he started helping the group set up the barricades that it dawned on him that having all these doors was probably the most inconvenient thing they had to deal with in the entire mall. Never mind no running water or electricity--they wouldn't die if those things never actually came back--but if those damned zombies (or whatever they were) actually managed to get past all these damned doors that were everywhere then they were all screwed. Every man for themselves.
So there he was again, putting in his day's good deed for the group in helping barricade the lot of them into the mall. It wasn't that hard, really. Just grab whatever he could find that was sturdy and add on to whatever barricades are already set up. He spent a good portion of the day making his round around the mall and, when he found a small-looking barricade he would grab something nearby--a loose chair or a bench, even a table sometimes--and shove it to add on to their security. It made him feel better and more useful, at least, which did wonders for his mood.
It was during these times, when he was on his own, the he allowed himself to recall his life before all this...nonsense. It was ridiculous to think that he, along with Leiah and the rest of them, had gone an entire month in this mall with barely any food and water, no bathing facilities (and he was seriously about to lose it), surrounded by who knows how many of those things just outside of the mall's numerous doors. He had a life before, just like all of them. He had a job, a person he loved--who, thankfully, was still here with him, but things were infinitely better before all this, regardless of how complicated it got--and even family that he primarily ignored but sorely missed now.
He wanted to give his brothers wedgies and noogies. He wanted to go swimming. He wanted to back to work as a barista even though he'd sworn a thousand times that he would rather quit than work another day in that stupid coffee shop. Now, whenever he passed said shop he would heave a sigh and wish he could go back to one of those mundane, run-of-the-mill sorts of days that ended peacefully at home. To think he always used to complain about how his life was so boring...
Hah! He'd take boring over this any day.
As the thought came to him he passed by an entrance that was sorely lacking as far as the barricade was concerned. It held up for the past who knows how many days with just an empty bookshelf and a small table, but it wouldn't do. Not on his watch, anyway. With a sigh he started looking around in the nearby shops, first in a shoe store. It was devoid of all shoes and life, but the racks looked pretty sturdy. He grunted as he tried to move one, and when he couldn't get one to even budge he glanced down and noticed that the damn things were bolted to the ******** sake..." he muttered, running a hand through his messy brown hair before he started walking around. Shoe stores normally had loose benches and stuff, which would help a little but it was better than nothing. He found a couple stacked against another emergency exit, and he cursed again before turning and making one more round in the store. Nothing there, so he moved on.
Three clothing stores, a candle shop, a candy shop, and a linen store later and he finally found something he could use. A large table in one of the backrooms; it looked like a lounge of some sort, but the emergency exit in there was plenty secure so the table would be great if he could drag it out and get it to where it needed to go. All without a trolley, and all by himself.
Thank goodness for being a gym rat.
Drew set to work, slowly but surely working the table out of the room, then out of the store and eventually out into the halls of the mall. It was empty in his particular area, which wasn't entirely odd but still a bit surprising considering there was a good number of them and everyone was good about making their own rounds and being useful to the group as a whole. He was...sort of...looking for help, but as he would probably not find anyone for that anytime soon he got to dragging. The legs of the table made a loud groaning sounds as it was pulled across the now completely scuffed up floors of the mall. The man worked up quite a sweat, which would make him stink to high heaven later because of the lack of showers, but he was helping and had good reason for it.
Better safe and stinky than unsafe and....well, still stinky. It'd been a month.
All in all it took him about fifteen minutes to get the table to the right door, and with a final shove and exaggerated grunt he shoved that table up against the shelf and flimsy table, completely satisfied with his work. For now. He needed more for later, and he could alert someone else to try and gather some chairs from some place else to add on to this particular barricade, but for now he needed a break. So he wandered away and found a far wall, one that was far from any doors or windows or people (he wanted to not smell anything much, if that was alright) where he could sit and catch his breath.
OOC
Character's name: Andrew "Drew" Hale
Character's faction: Mall
Character's journal link: [ click ]
Character's survival stats: [ view ]
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Medium build, 6'1" and a lean 159lbs. He sports light skin (that's more prone to tanning but he can still get sunburns if he's not careful), chestnut brown hair that he keeps short and only haphazardly styled, and light, hazel-brown eyes.
Character's faction: Mall
Character's journal link: [ click ]
Character's survival stats: [ view ]
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Medium build, 6'1" and a lean 159lbs. He sports light skin (that's more prone to tanning but he can still get sunburns if he's not careful), chestnut brown hair that he keeps short and only haphazardly styled, and light, hazel-brown eyes.
