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OOC OBJECTIVE 2
gaia_crown[ OBJECTIVE 2: ]
- Scavenge the office building for supplies OOC: You will need to scavenge the local office building (STAPLES) for supplies. Any information you discover within the building can be used for later.
[ Step 1 ] Each player must roll 4d10 in their post. Match your dice to the rolls below. RP it out in ANY order.
1. Your character finds a stapler. It doesn't seem very useful. It is still attached to an arm, that has long begun it's final stages of decay. Attached to the bracelet of the arm is a name. "R O R...." the rest is missing.
2. Your character finds boxes and boxes of receipts. It doesn't look very informative.
3. Your character turns the corner and finds one of the undying! They must remain quiet for a bit to avoid being caught. If your character wishes to fight it instead for some reason, the undying has 50 HP and does -5 auto damage.
4. Your character finds a stray cat. It doesn't seem very friendly.
5. Your character notices a strange room. It seems to be locked.
6. Your character notices a foul smell coming from the copier room. You notice that the copier has stopped running, but there are pages and pages of images that surround it. Each one depicts someone being brutally stabbed. It is difficult to look at.
7. Your character notices some booze! Unfortunately it is empty
8. Your character manages to find some loose change. Not very handy.
9. Your character comes across a disgusting sight - a half-eaten body. The smell is repulsive and causes you to involuntarily gag. The half-eaten face's eyeballs are still looking at you, darting back and forth, moving.
10. You come across several rats all clustered together. You don't want to know why.
[ Step 2 ] After your character is done scavenging, simply report your findings to one of the bandits. Your work here is done.
Mission Bonus: +1 random drink item. Pick it up here after dropping off the form below. Faction Bonus:+ 1 bonus district point in your choice (drop off using the bonus district points form in your main faction info thread) Difficulty:gaia_star
[Current Injury: Severe Head Trauma Leading to Blindness]
Darkness was maddening. Kaethus had gotten out most of his fears and sobs out after being plunged into the dark. None of his grace had truly remained though and he found himself stumbling to do anything and everything. There was no sense of time, no sense of danger and really nothing he could do about it. At least he had Aaron though.
How funny that between the two brothers they only had a single eye. Aaron had been injured too but Kaethus didn't know how bad. He assumed Aaron wasn't telling him everything. None the less, the brothers had set out to help scavenge - bandages and all.
"There's no ******** point." Kaethus said bitterly. "I can't see anything." They were inside the store, he knew that much from Aaron placing him down on the tiled floor and he could hear the echo of his voice. He grunted and tugged on what felt like an actual leash. For safety, he'd agreed to put a tether around Aaron so he'd always have him around, even if he fell out of arms reach. It was his safety net, his anchor and... probably looked stupid as hell and he was glad he couldn't see THAT part of it.
He remembered his brother saying "use your other senses" but Kaethus doubted his abilities. "Let's just do this quickly." The blinded thief said, stumbling forward slowly and feeling with his hands. "And if you find a cane or some s**t give it to me-OW!" He'd run into a doorknob.
"The s**t is this?" He growled, moving a hand down and jiggling at the handle. "No use, it's locked." Kaethus said, feeling a bruise where he'd rammed into it. At least he had the wall now. With both hands planted on it he shuffled slowly along the way.
Oh god what is that smell?! His nose wrinkled as he had moved into a room, feeling the door frame as he entered. He slipped onto a paper and nearly fell, grabbing onto a piece of machinery near him. It was a familiar shape as he shakily moved his hands over it. Computer? No, it didn't have a big screen. He felt the crinkle of paper as he shuffled around it. If there was paper then... "Copier." He mumbled. Something smelled foul in the room though, something he assumed he might be glad not to be able to see as he pulled the tether to walk back to where he was.
Naturally he slipped again and coughed, feeling against the tile to something circular. Sweet, a quarter! Kaethus thought, picking it and a few dimes from the floor and shoving them into a pocket. "Aaron, I'm not like covered in blood right?" Kaethus said as he tried to get up but fell back again, somewhere behind a desk...
..Into something furry. "Aaaah..." There was a squeaking noise as his hands slid over something, or somethings or... yeah there were a few. "Rats!" Kaethus stumbled to his feet and hugged the wall. "Aarooooon." He whined, clinging to it. "I don't think there's s**t here unless you found something, take us out of here!" He cried. Damn he hated having to be this way.
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.
1. Light concussion from blunt weapon to head. Suffers from dizziness, vertigo, blurred vision, and minor cognitive impairment. May induce vomiting.
This is going to be a big pain the a**. What he doesn't understand is why they, and the other injured people, have to do tasks when they are in need of medical attention. Kaethus needs it the most while he can shrug off his vertigo feeling . . . soon, hopefully.
He saw the blurry STAPLES sign, and walks inside as he carry Kaethus inside and place him down on the tile flooring. "Well just feel around instead, and hope you don't get bitten or stab." Aaron was struggling with his vision, trying not to gag or at least making that gag sound. Luckily his brother is blind (even though it's so terrible to even think about it) because he doesn't want him to see his older brother is struggling so much.
After taking a break, he has to go and find some items or anything that can be useful. He check the tether that's tied around him in making sure it's on tight. At least it's something that'll make sure Kaethus won't wander away from him.
"Hm?" Narrowing his eye, he found something shiny. "Oh wow, a staple at STAPLES. Funny . . ." But what wasn't funny is seeing that an arm is attached to it. "Ugh, that smell!" It's decaying, and not making it better for him. Before he was about to look away, he saw something wrapped around the wrist and held his breath as he leans in. "R O R?" That's something he doesn't know what it means, but he'll keep that in mind to report in. Even more so when he saw another arm with the same bracelet. "Is it some sort or group name?"
Moving on, he heard Kaethus crying out in pain and quickly looks back to see him. "What's wrong?" Grunts softly in pain with his head, but shakes it off to see that he found a strange room. He also took a shot on trying to open the door, but nothing. "Whatever is behind is door, maybe it's best not to look inside." It's lock for a reason.
Nearby them is a strange, rancid smell. "What it there Kaethus." He walks behind him, making sure that he doesn't slip or hurt himself as they head towards to the copier that is copying so many papers all over the floor. ". . . oh dear god." It's far too gruesome for him that he had to vomit right there among the paper.
He was not moving for a while, letting Kaethus do whatever he needs to do in the meantime. Aaron grabbed one of the papers, making sure to use the backside of it, to clean his mouth well before he got up to see him stumbling away from rats. "C'mon, we're getting the hell out of here." Gives the tether a tug to guide him over to where he is, not bothering to answer how much blood he's cover on his head.
OOC
Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 3:50 pm
[Current Injury: Severe Head Trauma Leading to Blindness]
He had heard Aaron wandering around. "What did you see? Aaron!" But he felt the tether and followed to him, clinging into his arms as he was lifted. "I agree." Kaethus was thankful for it as they walked back to the bandits. Even blind, he could hear them shuffling about.
"Nothing useful there. It's all been picked clean and left in ruin." Kaethus embellished a bit, but he figured it must have been the truth if Aaron didn't find anything either.
[Loot] +1 random drink item
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.
