SECURITY SCREENING Once upon a time, the Clearview Apartments had an airy, spacious lobby. It has since been transformed into a security hub and is the first line of defense against undesirable human survivors. Capable individuals, such as yourself, can volunteer to assist those who maintain the building's security full time.
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To consider this quest complete, you must clear or deny entry to three people. It doesn't matter if all three fail to make it inside during the first step; as long as you have attempted to clear three individuals, you may go for the umbrella reward.
If you are taking on this quest in a group, one person may do the rolling as long as everyone RPs the results.
Step One - The Key Card
Each resident has a key card that they must carry on their person at all times. The key card readers are the only things that have a working source of power in the building, and as long as they are active, no one without a card should even be able to get through the glass doors without resorting to violence. Ideally, you should be able to just stand there while they let themselves in.
Roll 1d4.
The person approaching has no key card. They beg you to let them in, but you stand firm. Eventually they give up. (It is up to you how much they fight before they go/are chased away.) The person approaching has no key card, but you swear you recognize them. You let them inside when the main guards aren't looking. Move on to Step Two. The person approaching produces their key card and passes through the front doors without incident. Move on to Step Two. The person outside has spent the last twenty minutes searching for their key card and... oh, look! They finally found it! How did it even get in there? Move on to Step Two.
Step Two - The Umbrella
This is a simple umbrella check. Ask to see the resident's equipment.
Roll 1d20.
1-13: An umbrella is successfully produced for inspection. Examine it. Hold it. Comment on it. Move on to Step Three. 14-20: The faker tries to explain that they just misplaced their umbrella, but even if you believe them, they can't come any farther. You may assist security in kicking the person out, or stand back and watch.
Step Three - The Salute
Every Clearview resident must know the Clearview Salute. It changes weekly, so if you have a poor memory, stay inside. In order to make sure the person trying to enter knows the salute, you must take them behind one of several cloth screens and watch them perform it.
Roll 1d6.
They obviously know nothing of the salute. Halfway through their attempt they give up, muttering to themself as they are escorted out. Upon noticing that entry requires a salute, they scream in terror and run back outside. They execute the Clearview Salute flawlessly! You feel confident welcoming them with open arms. You almost approve this person for entry, but something about them gives you pause. You ask to see their umbrella again, and while you're examining it, it falls apart in your hands! INTRUDER! They confidently perform a salute, but it's not the right one. They're going to have to go. After hesitating a little, they stiffly run through the entirety of the salute, only missing one or two gestures. It's good enough, even for the proper security guard peering over your shoulder.
If you complete this quest and post over 100 words, October will reward you with two cocktail umbrellas the next time he sees you! Please claim them in this thread using the faction quest point claim form locatedhere.
There were a lot of things she could do to kill time while in the complex, but helping out with guard duty was probably one of the more entertaining ones. At least on a good day, when there a lot of fakers trying to get in. Her favorite part was watching them try the salute...
It was such a thought that settled in Mel's mind as she made her down and to the main entrance. "Hey-hey," she greeted one of the proper guards, even gave him a pat on the shoulder. "Mind if I sit in for a while?"
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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4Total: 4 (1-4)
Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:21 pm
It didn't take too long for someone to approach the front doors. From where she sat Mel squinted to try and see if it was a familiar face. By the time she--it was a woman, apparently--used her keycard and got inside, Mel decided that no, she wasn't familiar. But she had a card and was now inside, so the girl got up to meet her, a smile on her face.
"Hey-o," she greeted, looking the woman once over. "I'd say 'welcome back' and stuff, but that'll have to wait depending on how this goes." It was the usual drawl that she used when helping out, it helped to at least make conversation, even if there was a chance whoever it was wouldn't get past the screening.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:22 pm
"If you could let me see your bags and equipment. I need to see your umbrella, too, please," she went on. The woman didn't hesitate and handed over her two bags, then mentioned something about having her umbrella strapped to her back for safekeeping. Mel rifled through the bags and found nothing of supreme importance, so she set them aside and waited patiently until the woman produced an umbrella.
It was the tall, non-folded kind. Like the umbrellas of old, before companies decided that compact umbrellas were a necessity. Mel looked it over, noting the scrapping on the tip that indicated that it might have doubled for a cane in some instances. It wasn't devoid of damage or scuff marks, but she opened it to test and see if it was still in working condition, which it was. She closed it and gave it back to the woman, nodding.
"Thank you. Seems you're in the clear as far as your umbrella is concerned. One more step, please follow me."
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:24 pm
She led the woman back behind one of the screens and, once they were settled she looked at her patiently. "Last thing is the salute, so whenever you're ready."
She stood and waited a while, maybe a minute or so. The woman seemed particularly nervous, but eventually she started. There were a few false starts and some weird additional gestures, but overall it wasn't bad. She glanced over her shoulder to see if the other guard was watching, and when he nodded his approval as well Mel turned back to the woman with a bigger smile than earlier.
"You're in the clear, welcome back!"
She also liked saying that. It was the next best thing to watching someone fail at the salute.
Once the woman had shuffled her way up and to wherever it was she took up residence in the Clearview complex, Mel took her seat and again and waited for the next soul to stumble to the door.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:48 pm
The next person to come to the doors was a man who looked completely...confused.
"Contestant number two, come on down!" she said in a mock game show host announcer voice, getting a chuckle out of her fellow guard. And they sat there and watched as he fought his backpack off and started his search for the keycard he probably should have had handy in his pocket or somewhere closer. It took ages, but he had a eureka moment and reached into his jacket's inner pocket and found it.
Mel snorted as she made her approach, smiling a polite, practiced smile as she welcomed him. "Had a bit of trouble there, huh?" she said, though meant as a joke. He didn't seem to notice--he'd been fussing with his bag--so she sighed and proceeded to move on to the next step.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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6Total: 6 (1-20)
Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:49 pm
"Umbrella, pl--" she didn't even get to finish her request, as he produced the umbrella on his own. It only clicked then, as she inspected the equipment, that he was probably fussing with his bag to find it sooner. She thanked him, at least she did in her head, as she checked the contraption.
"Good working order, actually..." she opened it and gave an impressed sort of nod. "Looks pristine compared to some of our umbrellas. Nice."
She handed him back the umbrella, which he promptly shoved back into his bag, before they moved on to the next step.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 12:51 pm
She led him behind the cloth screen and, again, waited for him to settle before saying anything. "I need to see that you know our salute, please," she said, then waited.
It wasn't a long wait before the guy, who had started hyperventilating as she stood there and watched him, let out a scream--maybe out of frustration, or maybe out of terror--and ran out as fast as his legs could carry him.
She exchanged looks with the other guards and, despite herself, broke into a small fit of laughter before she settled back into her seat.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
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1Total: 1 (1-4)
Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 1:03 pm
It felt like hours before anything interesting really happened again. Finally though, it came in the form of a young woman. She approached the glass doors and, much to Mel's surprise, gestured for her to come to her. She was a little confused but she went up anyway, a curious brow lifted.
"Yeah?" she asked, giving the girl a once-over and immediately feeling sick to her stomach.
Blood, down her legs. Lots of it. Mel was familiar with the sight, at least within the context of television. With women it usually meant rape or miscarriage, but in times like this it might have even meant actually delivering, but the blood had already dried so there was no way of knowing how long ago it'd happened.
"Let me in!" the woman begged, tears in her eyes. "Please! Please! I need help! Please!"
Mel watched, her heart catching in her throat. She knew she couldn't, but she stayed there and watched as the woman pleaded. Begged. Her bloodied hands left streaks wherever she placed them, but Mel just stood and watched. She couldn't hear any of it after a while, and by then her own cheeks were wet with tears. There wasn't anything she could do...
The woman realized this as well, after a while, but she stayed at the door anyway. Still pleaded. Still begged.
Mel couldn't stand to watch anymore, so she turned and wiped at her face as she passed the guard. "I'm done for the day...could you take care of that?" she said weakly, then walked back toward the stairs and hurried back to her apartment.
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Petit, 5'5" and 114lbs. She is rather fair skinned with relatively soft facial features (compared to her parents) and curiously blue-green eyes. Her hair is a light shade of caramel brown and is naturally wavy, an asset she's rather proud of. [ ref ]
