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 Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:14 am
Quote:  [ Quest 1: Coffee Brewing: ] The first item on your list is to brew some coffee. Thankfully there are a few brew-o-matic 5000 somewhat neglected machines to one side of the facility. After scraping off the cobwebs and slime, it is almost as good as new! The second you get the machine running, there seems to be a mad scramble and then a lineup somewhat forming of people wanting coffee- Create a PRP thread and title it [QUEST PRP ] Coffee Brewing (PLAYER NAMES HERE). - Next, write your introduction posts to your team having gathered their wits and gotten ready to do the process. When you are ready, have your team start! If you are a multi team you can have one person doing the sales on cash, and one person brewing, or two people brewing and making coffee etc. If it is solo mode you are all on your own. Roll 2d6 to see what order comes in (combine the first 1d6 word with the 2nd one), and it is up to your student to creatively figure out how to make it with the machine (feel free to rp as needed, basic supplies are in the fridge such as curdled blood milk, etc etc). First 1d6: 1. Blood 2. Slime 3. Invisible 4. Ichor 5. Skeletal 6. Cobweb Second 1d6: 1. Latte 2. Cappuccino 3. Iced Coffee 4. Tea 5. Milk 6. Soda - Remember that the quests below are just MECHANICS. It is up to you to breathe life to them, to interact with other players and make things meaningful! Once you have done THREE orders you are done! Mark quest as finished!
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:34 am
SKELETAL MILK Purple, narrowed eyes looked around from their place behind the counter, mouth curled into certain distaste. Why was she here? She had simply appeared in this place, nothing more. Then walked around a little before finally finding something that she thought could help her— but as it turned out just seemed to be a large waste of time. She really thought this would be interesting, but now, here she was, standing in front of the cash register, pursing her lips before opening time.
"C-collect reports. Clean up stuff. Send reapers their coffee."
Imbere dimly recalled what the reaper had said before shoving a paper in her hands and disappearing in a rush. She had narrowed her eyes at the paper before considering her objectives, those of which only one was a viable option. But she didn't come here to work— Of that she was sure. But for what? Only time would tell. And she hated wasting time. Pulling the apron onto her body, she tied the knot behind her before waiting behind the counter for the place to open.
And with a startling beep, the doors burst open.
Imbere thought this would be a relaxing job. Nope. The first reaper that came I immediately demanded something in a rush, looking tired and drained, before Imbere could even say anything. Imbere wrinkled her nose in confusion. The reaper sighed exasperatedly. "Couldja-give-me-some-skeletal-milk?" He said, pronouncing each word carefully. She sighed deeply and rolled her eyes. "Alright. Gimme-a-sec." The Nix responded with the same tone, narrowing her eyes at the customer before turning around and pursing her lips. Maybe she should've aquatinted herself with the kitchen first...
A little bit of shuffling around did it, but by then her buyer was growing impatient, and a line of people had started sprouting from behind him. "Hurry up!! We don't have all day!!" Imbere gave an internal groan and brought a smile to her face, not forced at all, more serene. "You'll get your coffee in a moment!" She said charmingly, and the buyer stopped complaining, huffing and looking away. She then turned around, bright face melting off completely. She was not in the mood. Soon she poured the bone powder into the machine, then poured the milk into a different part, adding a small amount of blood to make the taste fresh and good. After it poured into the cup, Imbere picked it up, s.liding it onto the table counter. She charged the man and thankfully, he left with a pleasant smile on his face.
By that time there was a mountain of people waiting for her. Imbere internally winced, pulling a smile onto her face as she received the next reapers order— no ******** up. She'd do this right.
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:52 am
SKELETAL TEA "One skeletal tea please." Said one dapper young lady when Imbere had already been working(and standing, urgh) for a couple hours. She had taken many breaks to get a few bottles of water and down them whenever she could— this place was making her feel positively parched. Eyeing the woman up and down, Imbere turned to the counter and pulled out the bone again. "Mmmn... Tea tea tea tea— here we goo." She pulled out the baggie and slid it into a slot of the machine, taking a cup from the side and quickly sliding it into the machine, pouring some bone into it. After it was done, she stirred it carefully as the hot tea could easily burn her and dehydrate her. Imbere placed it on the desk and the woman paid, leaving Imbere to move to the next person. Dear Skeleington, this was repetitive!
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:03 am
COBWEB CAPPUCCINO The last reaper of the day. Imbere rubbed her legs and looked to the empty bottles on the floora round her, practically littering the floor all over. She yawned a little, giving him a small smile as the reaper with the large square glasses and the fedora pursed his lips, thinking of an order. "I'd like an... Uh, Cobweb... Cappuccino? Is that how it's called?" She turned away and rolled her eyes. "Yes, that's how is called. I'll make it for you after you pay." One man had asked for the order and swiftly disappeared with it, not paying! Imbere was going to slam his head in but he left too soon!! She was not going to make that mistake again.
The man paid and the student with the dark skin and colored markings promptly turned, looking for the packets. She quickly made the cobwebs into a delicate foam of web, quickly brewing the drink with the machine and pouring the foam on the top of the milky, delicious mixture. Handing it to him, Imbere waved a little as he left, seeing the place almost completely empty save for a few loiterers around. Exhaling, Imbere pulled off her apron and dropped it there, rubbing her eyes. Right now, she was going to go drink a ton of water and sleep. Also eat. She was tired out of her mind...
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