Description: There's no easy way to say this... So...Okay. While there is running water, most people are a little phobic of it. There's no way to get water hot, and frankly, all the soap dispensers have been vandalized and hijacked a long time ago.
Yeah, that's right. Everyone stinks, and you need to cope with the unwashed masses surrounding you. Yikes.
Goals:
Step 1: SCAVENGE THE PARTS TO MAKE A MASK.
You need a mask that can cover your nose and mouth to use when the smell really gets bad. Unfortunately, all of the fancy gas and plaguedoctor masks are locked away behind the Arcade's prize counter. You're going to have to get crafy and make one. Good thing there are lots of clothes stores around!
Roll 1d8. If odd, you succeed.
Step 2: SCAVENGE THE PARTS TO BLOCK THE SMELL.
Wearing cloth over your nose and mouth will only help you out so much. It's time to get in touch with your inner tree-hugging hippy and embrace the thought of... potpourri. You're pretty sure you've seen both a florist and a tea shop somewhere in this mall.
Roll 2d8 until they match.
Step 3: PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER.
It's time to assemble your mask.
Roll 1d20 until you get a 10 or lower.
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.
Whistle While You Work: Did you know that it's possible to become "nose blind" to something if you smell it for a prolong period of time? When in doubt, grab a buddy and see if they can smell what you smell, or let them question your taste in potpourri. You will have to both roll for your own successes, but you know what they say: whoever smelt it dea- hey! Where are you going?
The area was quiet enough as Calab walked down through it. The Mall Rats, he snorted at the name, were busy with daily things. Several people were lugging heavy objects to any one of the Barricades (some others were trying to sneak off with bist for their own uses). Ever since the news that they might be getting out of the heck-on-Earth this town had become everyone had switched into high gear. Supplies were dwindling, food was harder to come by, water too. Drinkable water anyway. If they only knew more, their were a lot of 'if only' comments in his head. If only they could know if the tap water was safe, or if it could be made safe. As it was, the place was starting to stink more than even, with so many people rushing about and getting more sweaty than they already were. Okay, the smell was even getting to him and he was a teen-aged-boy who never cleaned his room.
He couldn't go nose-blind to this smell though, it was to ever changing and too ripe. Time to get a mask... make a mask anyway, the good ones were locked up in the Arcade's prize counter. Calab seemed to hold to the usefulness of the plastic bottle rubbish littered around everywhere. This time he'd grabbed a couple of 2 litre soda bottles, clear plastic and green tinted, as long as he could see through it he didn't care. He need to scavenge for the rest though, only the bottles seemed to be no hassle.
He needed... craft glue, rubber foam, a strip of elastic- none of it really high on anyones grab list, so he could probably come up with enough. He'd need some cloth because he highly doubted he could find any masks you used to cover your nose and mouth when sick, and something with a scent. Some scraps of tape and a children's stapler would come in handy. Beggars couldn't be choosers though and he'd work with what he found.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
He spent a good deal of time, all wasted, looking for several of the items in where they should have been. Obviously something he shouldn't have done, nothing was where it should be around here anymore. So Calab started over on his hunt for the list of items. He only needed a small amount of any of them.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
Alright! He'd managed around half the list, mostly the stuff to hold it together, ah well.
Now to find the stuff for the filter or at least a hope to overpower the stench in the air. Baby clothes? Well some of it was left.. those ones-ies make perfect makeshift replacements for a great deal of small cloth items. The smell of potpourri made him sick, the thought of stuffing the stuff under his nose was almost as harsh, yeah-no, he would find something else- anything.. tea was strong wasn't it?
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
Calab couldn't read any of the labels on the dried goods section, but that wasn't going to stop him from attempting to sniff out something he could stand.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
Calab coughed and sputtered as he tried to get the lid back on the last item quickly. The teas were turning out to be as bad as potpourri in his opinion.
The next tin-box looked orange.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
"Potpourri smelling! For the love of-" Calab didn't care that the last item didn't quite get closed as it landed on the shelf a bit roughly.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
By now Calab was wishing he had taken more languages in school, it might help in finding something in these tea tins. He had managed, but it had taken him much longer than he had thought it would. Yes, language classes. Like Chinese.. or Japanese.. or whatever the heck this stuff was imported from.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
With everything finally in hand, Calab made his way back to his base and began trying to follow the directions in his head that said 'this should work kid' that sounded frighteningly like an old man he knew before the Virus.
He marked and cut the first large soda bottle in the shape he was wanting, hard to do with no real knife or box cutter. For this to not cut him, plastic edges were sharp, he took some scavenged tape and wrap it around the edges until he feel like he'd got a good deal of it covered. Then came the first layer of thin cloth, a hand full of the best smelling dry tea he had found, and another thin cloth to make a pouch in the bottom of the mask. He took the scraps of elastic and stapled them to the sides, making the mask hands-free.
Calab looked over the item, he wasn't sure it would work, but it was better than nothing, he hoped in any case.
Now to test it.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 11:37 am
Calab tested his new mask by wandering through several know 'stink spots'.. and... well he couldn't say nothing, but it was a lot less noticeable.
Success!
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
