It's that time of day. Everyone is beginning to line up to receive their portions for the day. Oversee the process and make sure everyone gets what they need. No more. No less.
Step One: Dealing with disasters Roll 1d6. This is a random event that happens during the ration distribution. RP out how your character handles it.
1. Someone suddenly vomits after eating. 2. A fight suddenly breaks out. 3. One person came to pick up their rations, but then left it on the table. 4. Someone trips and drops their portion. 5. After everyone has finished, someone comes in late, past the designated time to receive rations. 6. Someone's trying to steal some food from someone else's plate!
Step Two: Cleaning up As always the cafeteria is a mess after everyone's all done eating. Time to clean up. Roll 1d100. This translates to about how much you've managed to clean the place.
Rewards If you've written at least 300 words for this rp, you get 5 bars! AND If you managed to clean up at least half of the mess (50 or higher), you get +3 bars OR If you managed to clean up 90-100% of the mess, you get +7 bars
kuumeii rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-6)
Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 11:00 pm
Literally after moments of becoming an officer Kaethus had been put back on duty in the kitchen despite having just come out of it. It didn't seem like anything too bad, at least not at first. People were eating their rations, Kaethus overlooking and serving as they came past. Obviously with the end of the world thing they weren't the happiest bunch in the world, but some were more tolerant than others. But they all seemed like they were behaving...
"What did you say?!" A loud booming voice echoed out across the mess hall and Kaethus turned towards it. A larger, more imposing man stood over another and they were at each other. At first it was menacing, staring but then a punch was thrown and Kaethus felt his heart sink. "HEY!" He called out and marched to them.
From far away the two looked like normal sized men, but this close up they were both taller than him and trying to punch when he slid between them. What was it Aaron told him about diffusing anger? It completely escaped them and he shot out his lanky arms to push against them, just enough to separate them. "Not here!" He yelled at them in a voice he didn't exactly recognize as his own.
"If you got a beef or a problem, take it to the Club." His eyes wandered from one stare to the other. "You really want to embarrass yourselves with everyone watching." He looked out blankly and the men looked with him as the eyes reflected back. Internally he was screaming since he'd never done something like that before, but he felt it was right at least.
"Go on, then come back. And don't give me any buts!" Kaethus was stern, channeling his inner Aaron as he did and much to his surprise the men agreed, walking out to a better location which left Kaethus shaking and scratching his head.
"Jeez."
And this was just his first day!
OOC
Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal backround mostly in pickpocketing and shoplifting.
After it was over Kaethus wiped the sweat from his brow and stared at the mess, taking a broom and dustpan out to get some of the discarded bits of rations up. He was still thinking over the fight, his eyes blinking as he zoned out of himself, his hands idly sweeping.
Somewhere in his mind he'd gotten entirely distracted and shook his head, turning to leave. If only he'd actually noticed what he'd left behind. Only 1/4 of the room was actually cleaned and the other part... If they had more rats then they'd surely know it by next meal time at least.
Kaethus felt he deserved a good rest afterward.
Loot +5 bars!
OOC
Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal backround mostly in pickpocketing and shoplifting.
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