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Paintball:
Among all of the equipment and sports gear that lie around ready for common use on the playing field, there is a section squared off for another test that the faction has created for new members. It's simple enough - you're given a paintball gun with a silencer on it - this is important, because guns are too noisy to be fired out in the open field, even if it's still protected by the electrified fence. It might attracted too much unwanted attention.

A crudely made mechanical device pops up cardboard cut outs of what looks like were once poster advertisements of various people. There's a busty woman smoking a cigarette and leaning on something that might have been a car. There's a young man in jeans that hang too low, trying to look like James Dean in a black and white photo. There are several of these cardboard people, most of which are only from the midsection up, that pop up at random times like Whack a Moles. Interspersed between them are similar cutouts - except these have been altered. The skin has been colored to green, eyes have been blackened or reddened, and blood seems to have been drawn everywhere. These are the infected. It's your job to shoot them. And only them.

The test isn't necessarily a chance to practice your shooting skills - it's meant to test your ability to make quick decisions, and a crude attempt to lesson friendly fire casualties. The cutouts pop up fast, and at random, making for a hectic challenge; so it's also a stress test.

Step One:
Roll 6d6 in one NON-RP post. Each dice is considered one cutout, in the exact order they are rolled. Even means it was a human, odd means it was a zombie.

Step Two:
In your next post, roll 6d6 again. Each dice is considered the shot for the cutouts in your first roll. The first dice tells you whether you hit the first cutout, and so on. Even means you shot it, odd means you did not shoot.
-You must roleplay each cutout individually, although you may do them all in this one post. Just describing what you hit is enough.
-This post in total must be a minimum of 300 words.

Example:
-I roll 6d6 and get 5, 6, 3, 1, 5. This means I have a zombie, a human, a zombie, a zombie, and a zombie, in that order.
-I roll 6d6 again, and get 6, 3, 5, 1, 2. This means I hit a zombie, I did not fire at a human, I did not fire at a zombie, I did not fire at a zombie, I hit a zombie.

IC Modifiers:
-Your character might be wary about shooting anything (This is your roleplay choice based on your character). If so, you are allowed to choose to change one of your six shots to a no-shot, each time you do this exercise.
-Your character might be trigger happy (This is your roleplay choice based on your character). If so, you are allowed to choose to change one of your six shots to a hit, each time you do this exercise.
-You may not do BOTH of these each time. Just one.
-You may choose to do neither.
-The choices you make do affect your end score.

Rewards:
For every zombie you hit, you get 1 bar. For every human you did not shoot, you get 1 bar. For every human you hit, you lose 1 bar. You cannot get negative numbers, so if your third shot hits a human and you are at 0, you remain at zero. If you get a -1, then a 1, however, you end up with 0. You may do this once a day.

- - - - -

zombie -- zombie -- human -- human -- zombie -- zombie

Athena looked at the gun, disenchanted. Paintballing was fine, but she wasn't really...into this when the goal was to practise for reality. It sort of took the fun out of it.

"Who even made these targets," she muttered, giving them a sidelong glance, lip curled. "I cannot believe I'm playing paintball in a prison during a zombie apocalypse. This feels like a bad joke."

[ Zombie - Zombie - Human - Zombie - Human - Human ]
[ Hit - Hit - Hit Miss - - Miss - Hit - Hit ]
[ 1 - 1 - 1 - 0 - -1 -1 ] = Net 1

Athena put the butt of her gun into her shoulder and, unbeknownst to them both, wished for the exact same thing. "I'd rather we firebomb them to hell, but yeah I guess."

A target popped and she squeezed the trigger, a ball of bright green paint slopping over a zombie's face. A muscle beneath her eye twitched. "Al, right? Seen you round."

She snarled, and in it was frustration at being pent up here, of all places. Here, next to where her sister's shambling corpse might still linger. Here, where she walked by every Thursday for years, to get to the ward.

"No," Athena said, and another crack as the gun fired, a target painted violet. "Athena." She wore no apple pin, no doubled cuff bracelet, inmate outfit. Brown eyes slid towards him, and they gave him a once over, clearly judging him and finding him wanting. "I'll pass. Besides, it's just reflex, for better or for worse. You'll see here in a second."

She startled at the compliment, or at least she took it as one, huffing a bit of a laugh as he landed a good smack on a busty chick.

She held her fire on her human-- also a bust chick, this one a redhead-- and grinned. "I guess. Cut up enough people and hold enough hearts in your hands and the world feels a lot less like a big deal. But, still. I guarantee you I'm gonna miss, now that I've bragged. Watch."

A zombie popped up, and she missed it by a mile, wincing. "Yikes." Athena smacked the side of her gun suspiciously, rattling the ammo in its chamber. "Are bad reflexes what got you caught up in this place? Before the walking dead, I mean."

"Don't insult me," Athena muttered, firing and, unfortunately, hitting a human. A caricature of he-man, massive pecs included. "They don't have to worry about keeping anyone alive. I'm a nurse. I work with transplant surgeons, mostly. Spend all day in ORs."

Al didn't give her much to go on, so the urge to give nothing back was mighty tempting. But she had no outfit already, so she already stuck out. "My sister was in the psych ward next door. I was visiting on day zero."

And the last shot hit another human. Woops. Well, the good thing is that she could shoot. The bad thing is that she couldn't differentiate between...anyone.

"You say that like I can magic up supplies to do anything about it out of thin air. All I've got on me is a hair tie, a potato, and a red herring, honey. None of those things are very absorbent."

Athena put the gun down with a sigh, and stretched, her back cracking. Sometimes, she felt like she had the body of someone twice her age, from all the double shifts she put in over the last ten years. "All the more of a fool for getting caught, then."

She went to return the gun, and kind of seemed loath to part with company she didn't immediately want to scalpel in the eye.

"C'mon. I haven't done my second 'designated duty' for today. Let's go do laundry, you filthy animal."

Laundry Day:

Need to keep clothes clean especially with all the blood and other bodily fluids. Hygiene is important. We want to reduce the risk of infections for any injuries we have, right?

You only need to do one laundry load.

Roll 3d4. Look at the results for each die and add it up for your final score. This score will determine how well you've done with the task. You also must write a minimum of 300 words for this quest to be considered finished. Your reward? Come clean clothes and bars.

Dice 1 - Amount of detergent
1. You threw in half the bottle. More means cleaner right? +1
2. A little too much detergent was used. +2
3. Not quite enough detergent was used. +2
4. Just the right amount for your load size. +3

dice 2 - Amount of bleach
1. HALF THE BOTTLE. IN NOW. +1
2. A few drops should do, right? +2
3. Some extra was spilled into the load. +2
4. Half a cup. Just perfect. +3

Dice 3 - Amount of fabric softener
1. Time to make this the softest thing ever. Use half the bottle. +1
2. Just a little bit should work, right? +2
3. Full cup of the stuff! +2
4. You followed the instructions and put in the right amount. +3

Results:
8-9 points = Nice clean load of laundry! Fresher than pine. You earn 2 bars for this perfect load!
5-7 points = You did a decent job of it. You earn 1 bar for the task.
3-4 points = Using that much of the chemicals has caused the laundry machine to overflow with soap and bubbles. The good news is the stuff is now cleaned. The bad news is now you have to mop up the place. You do receive 1 bar for your efforts.