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 Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:27 am
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.
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Ghouliboo rolled 6 6-sided dice:
5, 6, 4, 5, 1, 4
Total: 25 (6-36)
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:28 am
Time to see what we're working with!
[Edit: Zombie, Human, Human, Zombie, Zombie, Human]
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Ghouliboo rolled 6 6-sided dice:
5, 4, 4, 3, 6, 2
Total: 24 (6-36)
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:30 am
Lola didn't care much for shooting, but, as the others had pointed out, this might come as a necessary tool in the war against the fresh (and not so unfresh) dead.
Picking up the paintball gun, she immediately felt the weight pulling her down. She wasn't all that tall to begin with, so add additional weight to her already small frame and it was almost comical. Sigh.
She was just ready to get it over with - both to say she'd at least tried and to prove to her husband as to why he's the one who needs the weapon, that she was just the figurative cheerleader.
Raising her gun up, she breathed deep and began the training.
First cutout popped up and she hesitated, waiting a little too long to shoot. By the time she pulled the trigger, she missed the Zombie cutout entirely.
Second cutout popped up and she wasn't about to do the same. She pulled the trigger immediately before even pausing to look at the sign. She hit the Human cutout.
Third cutout sprang up without warning and she repeated herself, too scared that she'd wait too long and miss another zombie. This resulted in yet another hit on a Human cutout.
Feeling irritable, she paused for a moment, fearful of hitting yet another human cutout. So when the fourth cutout popped up, she realized too late, yet again, that she missed a Zombie cutout.
Saying screw it to the wind, she continued shooting when things popped up, having done so poorly thus far anyhow. So when the fifth cutout popped, she nailed it in the head, delivering a hit to the Zombie cutout.
Having the gumption to shoot everything in sight at this point, she nailed the sixth and last cut out, sending a hit to the poor Human cutout and shipping it off to an early, cardboard grave.
Shrugging, she gingerly replaced the gun to it's resting place. She'd warned folks that she wasn't very good at this shooting thing - guess she was right! The only consolation to being a piss poor shot was that she at least got to tell her husband that she was right about something, for once.
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Word Count: 368
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