- 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
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.
Well weren't they a pair. Both with their fractured arms, both a little worse for wear. Anton had gone to Lucy soon as she'd patched herself up a little, seeking a familiar face she could hang out with for a while. Too many unknowns around them, she sought some level of normalcy. As if much of that existed around here.
It'd taken her a little bit before she felt actually up to venturing out, look for supplies. She'd gone right to Lucy to go with her. More eyes meant safety, less chances of ******** up.
Or so she told herself as they snuck into the old office supply store. See what they could find with their injured arms. Never mind carry back. They split up a bit, figuring they could cover more ground that way.
It took Anton less than five minutes to realize how utterly stupid that was and she was a freaking idiot for suggesting this.
The first time she spotted the undying, she'd gone stiff as a board, before she slowly, oh so slowly, crouched down. Waiting, trying to hide. It was focused on... something else. She didn't want to know. But it wasn't her, and it wasn't Lucy. That was all she gave two shits about. After a while, the creature moved on, and as did Anton, trying to skirt around the corner to get the hell away from the abomination.
She'd taken less than two other corners before she found the same damn creature. s**t! It wasn't just some other like she thought maybe it was--was this store infested with them?--but some of the injuries on it, the way it crawled around... it looked like the same one she'd just freaking seen. Oh for the love of...
It went its way, Anton skittered her own, trying to find Lucy to warn her.
Anton almost ran right into the damn thing yet again, almost tripping over the gore and whatever else it was chowing down on. She kept herself from gagging by fear alone, staying still and silent until the undying crept on to devour something else. Something she hoped wasn't any of the Unis.
The fourth time she found the freaking thing, and still no actual supplies. If she had a gun, she'd shoot it. If she had a 2x4, she'd bash it's head in. But no. She had no weapon, and an injured arm, so she just... stood there, crouched, waiting to have to bolt, hoping she could warn Lucy about all this s**t, before the thing finally meandered off. Away from her.
Cussing a bit under her breath, she hurried as damn silently as she could until she found Lucy again. "There's freaking undying here. C'mon, grab what you can and let's go. I'm not running into that same ******** a fifth time..."
Character's name:Antoinette Anton Shepard Character's faction: University Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Antoinette ShepardView Jersey Number: #3 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER At 5’3”, Anton isn’t the most intimidating person on the block. Her bright red hair, green eyes, and I-don’t-tan-I-burn pale body might make for a classic picture with her temper, but for how she keeps her body as toned as her mind, she’s got it in her head she’s a force to be reckoned with. Her clothing is usually large sweaters and jackets over sportswear and comfy, sturdy boots with lots of padding in them. Though she’s got a thing for layering her tops, she likes to keep a general theme of movement around her. Or, y’know, cheap works too.
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. 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
It had been nice to see a friendly face, and she was hoping between the two of them they might maybe be able to carry out something that was at least halfway decent in size. Still - she wasn't going to get her hopes up too, too badly. They'd split up once they'ed entered the building (probably a bad idea, but it would allow them to cover more ground!) and she moved quickly to the back of the building, finding the copier room.
She was no prepared for what she saw in there. Her stomach roiled and turned and she forced herself to look away from the images of someone being brutally stabbed to death on the copying machine. Each image was worse than the last. It was like something out of a slasher movie. Then again - they were practically living one of those now.
Turning away quickly, she placed a hand to her mouth, trying desperately to keep what little food she'd managed to shove into her system earlier down. She couldn't afford to waste that energy being sick! Worse, she couldn't afford the signs that there was a living human being in the vincinity! What if one of the infected caught her while she was sicking up! Or worse the undying!
No, no - better to just, stomach what she saw, get back to the University with Anton and then cry for a few hours clinging to the other girl if she would let her and then passing out once her shift was over. She'd honestly had enough of this s**t. She was so tried of running and fighting for her life. She wasn't used to having to scrape by and survive! She wasn't cut out for this!
Pinching her thigh with her good hand she hissed quietly at the pain. GET A GRIP LUCY! She chided herself mentally. She couldn't afford to fall apart now, not while Anton needed her help!
Moving on, she shifted through some debris, looking for anything that might be worth looting. She found a promising looking booze bottle, but upon further inspection it was empty. Damn! It had smelt of at least halfway decent rotgut, and after what she'd witnessed in the copier room, she could have used a stiff one. Still - no luck.
She sifted through some of the debris and found a rotted ratty stapler well on its last legs. It had a bracelet attached, but the letters meant nothing to her. Sighing she set it down and continued looking, wondering if she was ever going to find something useful.
She found another bottle - hoping that this one would hold more promise. Still nothing, and with a grumble, moved to their chosen meeting place. When Anton arrived she nearly jumped out of her skin, biting her lip to keep silent once Anton informed her there was an undying in the building.
"Yeah, no - time to get the hell out of here..." She murmured. She was more than ready to be gone.
OOC
Character's name: Lucy Witherson Character's faction: University Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: View Jersey Number: 21 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lucy is short, about 5' even. She has deep tan skin and short brown hair. Her eyes are round and green and fairly large for her face. She has a small button nose and small thin lips. She keeps in good shape and tends to wear outfits that "flaunt" her figure. Usually tight jeans and yoga pants.
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 8:44 pm
It was hard to not notice how little they came away with--nothing at all. Cursing a bit, she threw her good arm around Lucy's shoulders, smiling a bit too wistfully she guessed for the situation. "Guess that could have gone worse," she laughed a bit as they picked their way out of the office supply store.
She could only say that in retrospect. Otherwise she'd have probably jinxed everything. Considering they had an undying in there with them though, yeah no, getting out without any supplies was not the worst way things could have gone there.
Anton moved slow as they headed back, keeping her eyes peeled for more of the infected and undying. Now and then she tried to crack jokes, or ask Lucy questions about her life. Trying to stay optimistic--even trying to joke about plans once they got out of this nightmare. She was pretty sure her career as an archaeologist was down the drain unless people would be willing to put up with her pursuing it in the aftermath of the world ending. Preserving the past was advisable from any means though. Especially if they could prevent this s**t from happening again.
As they approached the camp and reported their lack of finds, Anton lingered by Lucy. Wanting to make sure the other girl was ok, and hell. Bother her with more distracting conversations.
Character's name:Antoinette Anton Shepard Character's faction: University Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Antoinette ShepardView Jersey Number: #3 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER At 5’3”, Anton isn’t the most intimidating person on the block. Her bright red hair, green eyes, and I-don’t-tan-I-burn pale body might make for a classic picture with her temper, but for how she keeps her body as toned as her mind, she’s got it in her head she’s a force to be reckoned with. Her clothing is usually large sweaters and jackets over sportswear and comfy, sturdy boots with lots of padding in them. Though she’s got a thing for layering her tops, she likes to keep a general theme of movement around her. Or, y’know, cheap works too.
Lucy appreciated the distraction. She was pretty sure Anton was a godsend. If there was a god. She had her doubts now. Still, Anton was right, they'd gotten out of the place with their lives, and with the condition they'd been in, they had been in no state to go toe-to-toe with an Undying. Nope! Not at all.
She hoped Anton did make it out of this whole fiasco. The girl was too kind and too optimistic to not to. Lucy took a liking to the other girl almost immediately. And as they made their way back to the camp to report their lack of findings, she knew that everything was going to be okay.
For now, at any rate.
OOC
Character's name: Lucy Witherson Character's faction: University Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: View Jersey Number: 21 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lucy is short, about 5' even. She has deep tan skin and short brown hair. Her eyes are round and green and fairly large for her face. She has a small button nose and small thin lips. She keeps in good shape and tends to wear outfits that "flaunt" her figure. Usually tight jeans and yoga pants.
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