Sophomore Quest: Power Up We've got to keep this place running (and maybe build an awesome electric fence or remote controlled attack robot or something), and the current stock of supplies won't last forever! This could get a bit tricky, and noise is a risk, and any kind of power cell or electrical device is best handled with care - so make sure you're up for this one, Sophomore.
For this task, you will be given minimal safety equipment in addition to their standard scavenging gear (bag/light), such as pliers, wire cutters, gloves, etc. You are expected to return these, so don't lose them...and try to stay alive while they're in your possession. You will also be given a list with crudely drawn examples of 'useful things', in case you don't know what that means. You can keep that, champ.
RP Notes for this Quest: Make sure the following are mentioned in your RP: - Your Character wearing their assigned jersey. - Your Character being given a large reusable plastic bag (bearing the university bookstore's name), a flashlight, and safety gear. - Once you are finished the quest, please mention them returning the jersey, bag and flashlight, as well as any equipment they took with them!
To complete this quest: - Roll 10d4. You can split this up into multiple posts or roll all 10 at once, but 10 must be rolled total! - Each number correlates to the quality of what you find:
1: Small materials. Wires, small batteries, electrical tape, small battery-operated toys or toothbrushes or ahem, etc. 2: Slightly larger to mediocre supplies. Unopened batteries, short extension cords, basic tools, rechargeable electronics, etc. 3: Good condition items that are high in demand. Sturdy electrical cables, D cell batteries, sheets of metal, specialty tools, etc. 4: The really good stuff! Small solar panels, car batteries, portable charging units, etc.
- You can choose items not specified here at your discretion. Please note that any items found are considered IC gains only and will not count towards your mini site totals.
Obtaining credits: - Count the number of times you rolled each number. - You receive credits corresponding to the number you rolled most frequently:
- You receive 1 additional course credit for each 4 you roll. Example: You rolled 1, 3, 2, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 4, 2, or 2 1s, 4 2s, 2 3s, 2 4s. You rolled mostly 2s, so you get 4 course credits, plus an additional 2 course credits for rolling 2 4s, giving you a total of 6 course credits.
As a bonus IC reward, you can choose to keep one small scavenged item of your choice. These would most likely be personal items that are not all that useful to the group as a whole, like an electronic bear that says something when you hug it, or a flashing headband, or electric toothbrush/razor, small handheld games, etc.
If you'd like to do this in a group: - Both will need to roll 10d4. You can alternate posts with 1d4 in each, or alternate with 2d4 in each - whatever method works best for you, as long as you both roll 10 times. - There is no word count requirement, but all posts by all group members must be filled in for the quest to be counted as complete.
and be blue rolled 10 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 2, 3, 3, 1, 4, 4, 3, 2Total: 29 (10-40)
Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 11:33 am
It was starting to get late, and Austin was starting to look a bit worse for wear -- worn out and tired, with dark rings under his eyes and that nasty bruising around his jaw, his charisma faded to an edge of exhausted. He had two sweaters on, both thin and threadbare, layered one on top of the other -- and over them, jersey #33. At least that was still clean. Ugly, but clean.
He sat to wait for his partner on this task, head tipped down to sort through the safety gear they'd given him for this task, to see if there was anything useful in there.
Basically just the flashlight. He wondered if he could get away with 'losing it' into a pocket while on duty.
Numbers for posts:
4, 3, 2, 3, 3, 1, 4, 4, 3, 2
OOC
Character's name: Austin Character's faction: University Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Austin ElswoodView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERHERE.
Austin's slim and a bit taller than average at 5'10' with sandy hair shorn short on the sides, longer and curly on the top. His eyes, behind a pair of thin wire thick plastic frames with the wrong prescription, are faded green and usually amused; his skin is fair, freckling in sun unless he's careful; his mouth is just a little too full, in a way that appeals to most people.
Time may have helped alleviate the swelling but it did nothing but darken the large bruise around Cecil's eye. It stood in stark contrast against his skin but it did nothing to deter from the smile he still tried to keep intact. A bruised eye was nothing compared to some of the other injuries he had seen.
With a thin sweater on to keep warm he threw the jersey on over it so that the number thirty five was visible for the others to see. Now dressed for his adventure he took the bag that was handed to him, the flashlight which he would need, and the small amount of safety gear they could provided and headed off to find his partner for this adventure.
It didn't take him long to stumble upon Austin, gauging that by the bag in his possession he was waiting on him. "Hey, sorry to keep you waiting." He held out his hand in greet. "I'm Cecil." They had seen each other in the halls and in roll call but it was always nice to have a proper introduction.
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Character's name: Cecil Halvorson Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View Jersey Number: 35 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Cecil is tall standing at 6'9" (206cm), platinum gray hair that is long on one side and shaved on the other. It is likely pulled back into a bun for convience. Image reference Status:7. Black eye. Difficulty seeing from one eye. Loss of depth perception.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 12:56 pm
A shadow fell over him and Austin blinked, slowly, tipping his head back to take in the towering monster who was apparently going to be his partner for this endeavor. Austin wasn't exactly short at 5'10" [and a half, he'd lie] but somehow, staring up at Cecil made him feel like a runt.
So he paused for another moment, considering, then took the hand. They could shake, and then Austin would use the grasp to haul himself up to stand and confirm that this guy really was as tall as it had seemed.
"Jesus." And then he paused, letting go, blinking, to smile fragile-ly. His words were garbled, and he kept it quiet, brief. "I mean. Austin."
The pause didn't pass him by but Cecil was patient as he waited for Austin to take his hand. When he did he shook it but instead of letting go, like he expected to do, Austin was using the grip to haul himself to his feet. Aiding in the process Cecil didn't let go until he was standing and there was a smile to greet the name that was shortly amended.
"Austin," He repeated the name to make sure he had the right one. "Nice to meet you." He pointed off toward a path he had check previously and found a few decent items. "Shall we go?" His gaze settled on the bruise along Austin's jaw wondering briefly if it was going to hurt to speak.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 1:34 pm
If Cecil asked, Austin would probably have replied that it was excruciating -- but as it was, the only hint that it was uncomfortable would come from the folded stack of paper crammed into one pocket and the pen in the other. Generally, Austin preferred writing to opening his mouth, today, keeping the actual amount of stress put on his injury limited.
He fished it out as they walked, to offer a sheet with a question on it to Cecil:
Student?
His expression was skeptical. Austin slid past Cecil to lead the way, fishing out his flashlight, cupped in his hand to reduce the light it cast around them. The light caught off something in the distance, so Austin lead them in that direction, to settle in front of a small hand generator with a handle. It was an auspicious start.
The answer to Cecil's unspoken question came in the form of a paper being passed his way. He took the paper and looked over the simple question and smiled in an apologetic way. It would seem like he would be the only one talking on this trip.
Handing the paper back so that Austin could use it again, Cecil followed behind him, fishing out his own flashlight and keeping the beam at his feet.
"I was a student. I just graduated. I had been interning for only a week with the Professor in the Anatomy and Physiology Department. I wanted to be a teacher myself." He kept his voice low so as not to attract attention, picking up the few small items he managed to find along the way. Loose batteries were still batteries, they just had to check them when they got back and hope they worked. "What about you...oh...I am assuming talking is hard with the-" He gestured to his own jaw to indicate the injury he was talking about. His own bruised eye felt far from good he could only imagine what Austin's jaw felt like.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 2:02 pm
"Broken." He thought, anyway, and someone in their little makeshift hospital had agreed, at least. Austin rubbed at his face, generator tucked under one arm, and considered what he could say without torturing himself. Thus far, he'd mostly just not talked, but it seemed rude and -- Cecil was big. He really didn't want to annoy this one.
"Sophomore. Poli-sci." that explained well enough, he thought. Austin shrugged, crookedly, snatching up some cables and winding them around his bundle, along with an extension cord. It looked like a little charging station might be in their future.
"Eww, broken. Sorry. I'd offer you something but I don't have painkillers or anything. I'm assuming the staff in the infirmary did all they could?" He would at least try to keep it to yes and no questions. A simple nod or a shake couldn't be too troublesome.
Catching sight of something just off his path Cecil stepped aside to investigate. He picked up the box thinking it was something simple but the more he looked at it he realized it was a charging unit. Not a bad find.
"Oh, Political Science?" He asked to be sure, joining Austin back on the path. "It seems like a hard field of study. Did you already have a career in mind for after?" Maybe it was pointless to ask. That life seemed like it was far behind them now.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 3:51 pm
"Law school." He shook his head just a little bit -- and frowned as he did, assessing. Maybe, just maybe, he felt a bit better than he had earlier, maybe the worst of the injury was gone. Or maybe he had gotten used to it, which was a terrifying idea. Austin was doing fairly well, perhaps surprisingly, all things considered: snatching up useful power cords and batters and dropping them into his bag.
"Somwhere gud, hpfully." He cleared his throat as he looked up at Cecil. "Work 't my dad's."
Cecil nodded that he understood feeling bad that he was making Austin talk more than he had intended. It couldn't be easy with an injury like that. "I hear that working with your parents can either be the best or worst thing. There is no in between. Did he inspire you to go into law?" He paused for a moment after he asked. "I'm sorry if I'm making you talk more unnecessarily. I know it's got to hurt."
There was a short extension cord and Cecil reached for it, misjudged the distance, and missed it a few times before he was finally able to pick it up along with a closed case of batteries. They were small things but items that still proved useful.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 5:35 pm
"Less inspire, more told." Not that Austin actually seemed bothered by it; sometimes the only son was perfectly okay in treading in his father's footsteps. Or, maybe, Austin didn't even see it that way: not a choice he'd made so much as a thing that was going to happen, one way or the other. He shrugged, tossing some small things into his own bag, and then pausing -- because that was an honest to god solar panel, and he wasn't sure how he was going to get it back.
Questioning, he looked up at Cecil the giant, and offered a faint, hopeful smile. He still had his generator under one arm; it was either Cecil carry it, or they'd have to take some of their goodies back and come back for it. In the distance, like a warning, something fell with a 'clunk' that could have been chance, or could have been infected moving about.
"Oh." It was a terrible response but Cecil didn't know what to say. His parents had never pressured him into anything. He took up the idea of teaching because he liked learning and working with kids was fun. It was going to be hard work for sure but what job wasn't. The idea that they would tell him to be in one career or another was hard to grasp but it didn't sound appealing.
He was digging for something to talk about when he caught Austin's questioning look before turning the flashlight onto the large solar panel. "Woah. Nice find." There was a brief pause before Cecil finally realized why he had gotten the look and stepped forward. "Right. Big arms. Let me get it." The was no reason to leave it to chance that someone else would find it while they took stuff back to the dorms. Cecil could carry it easily enough but as he was hefting it into a comfortable position he froze hearing the clunk in the distance.
He stood frozen for a moment to listen further, casting a glance toward Austin. "Maybe we should head back, yeah? No need to lost anything that we found."
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 8:06 pm
"Uh huh, maybe." Austin blinked up at Cecil -- and maybe it was just a bit appreciative as he took in how easily the other man seemed to hoist the thing aloft, propped on one shoulder. Cecil was definitely not a bad person to keep around, and Austin was beginning to think he should just tail the main.
Couldn't hurt, anyway. He smiled, more genuinely this time, hosting the hand generator against his hip and heading back toward base, shoulders rolled in a brief shrug. They could head back in relative quiet, with Austin considering whether or not more conversation was worth it for a very long moment.
"...another time?" He couldn't just stick in Cecil's shadow but he could, perhaps, go out with him some other day.
As they headed back the way they came Cecil caught the smile and returned it with one of his own. "Sure." He agreed with a nod. "Another time. Maybe soon? It would be nice to get to know you a bit better, your jaw permitting you to talk." Or they could always just talk at the dorms where Austin could easily write stuff down. Either way Cecil didn't mind.
"For now let's get back. I always get the feeling like I'm being watched. It's a bit weird right?"
