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 Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:09 pm
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! You need to meet this word count while doing the quest, so no going back to pad your quest to claim 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.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:51 pm
The mall was so big it felt like no matter how much work anyone put into securing it, there was still so much more to do. It was only worse around the doors where the most massive windows were. They were steadily building up a wall of mismatched blockades to combat that security flaw, but it was a continuous task.
Some days Sam was more ambitious than others.
Today she had her sights set on the soda machines downstairs. She was sure if she just shimmied them they'd move no problem. And they were heavy and sturdy enough that they'd provide great support. She pulled the plug on the pepsi machine and gave in an experimental push.
It didn't even budge.
She frowned and leaned her whole body into it. Her boots skidded along the linoleum, but with a screech the machine tilted slightly. Success! Kind of. It was like a mini success that told her more success was to come. She just needed to figure out a way to make it easier to move.
A glance around provided her with scraps of cardboard. She tore pieces off and slid them under the corners of the machine, praising herself aloud the whole way. She was so smart! Less friction, easier to move!
With the cardboard in place she tried pushing again. Miracle of miracles it actually moved forward this time, but no without a herculean effort. Still, the doors were only a dozen feet away. She just had to keep going. She pushed and pushed, and sweated more than she felt she ever had in her life. Changed rattled ominously in the machine as the corners snagged on debris and cracks in the floor. The worst part though was stopping every few inches to fix the cardboard.
She hadn't thought this through entirely.
It took what felt like hours, but finally the back of the machine hit the frame of the windows. Sam felt tired and gross, but she'd added to the security of the mall. She was gettin' s**t done.
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