A day has passed, and for some reason, your wounds have healed surprisingly well. Maybe it is the strange vines growing around the city (for the lack of a better word), or maybe it is your resilience having survived for so long. It has been over twenty-four hours since the scuffle started in zone one, and it is dark again, on the midnight of the following day. Is it just your imagination or is each day stretching even longer now?
As you are pondering several thoughts at once, you hear a loud roar in the distance. They are coming from the sky above you, and you can't help up stare up in disbelief. Fireworks. For a moment, all you do is stare, and stare, and wonder what on earth anyone could have been thinking. Your first reaction is the undying. They are attracted to noise after all, and lights. Or at least, they seem to be.
However, nothing happens. Not a single sign of the undying or infected move towards the obnoxious fireworks display. It continues for a good five minutes.
There is of course, the natural curiosity. If there are fireworks perhaps there are other supplies to scavenge, perhaps there is more than just mere shambles of civilization. Could they have been rescue flares? It was hard to tell. Whatever the reasoning behind it, you finally move towards the source.
In front of you is an even gaudier display. First of all are the lights, hundreds of thousand, flashing lightbulbs and LED displays that would make a Vegas casino pale in comparison. The building is gigantic, made of several brightly lid compounds. A sign in the front, flashing in thousands of white and red lights reads [ DELTA CASINO ]. You can't help but stare and then incredulously wonder where they are even getting the power from. For a minute it is easy to forget that this is the end of the world, as you are subconsciously drawn to the warmth of the light.
You step forward, and open the casino doors.
It was a little weird that her arm had healed up so quickly...but she wasn't about to complain about something good happening to her for once. A hand went absently to her previously fractured arm to make sure it was alright as the thought passed her mind and she walked forward to wherever it was those bandits were leading them. She was a bit nervous, a bit wary, but she didn't have much of a choice either so there she was. Her mind was going a hundred miles a minute with the expected worries until...
It'd been a quiet trek until a rumbling sound broke the silence. When she looked up a bright light flashed and in the distance she could see fireworks.
How long had it been since she last saw fireworks now? Independence Day was the last time.. so several months now? She couldn't help but stare at first, and admire. She couldn't help but be in awe of the sight; it sort of gave her hope that maybe life wasn't hopeless after all. That maybe there was that proverbial light at the end of their very, incredibly dark tunnel. The admiration stayed for a short while, several minutes perhaps, until it slowly changed. From admiration it dwindled down to impressed, then curious, then worried...
What of the undying?
Her eyes searched the immediate area to find that there seemed to be none in sight. That same hope from earlier started bubbling up again despite the worry, and she looked around and wondered what goods there were in this area that had yet to be found. What secret treasures were left to be uncovered, so to speak. She let her mind wander for a bit as they continued the trek, and the next time she looked ahead there was a whole different caliber of brightness for her eyes to deal with.
She actually had to squint to read the name of the place. Delta Casino.
"Sketchy, like the rest of this place..." she muttered. "And no wonder no one else has power." The girl curled his lip briefly at the sight. It was disgusting, almost, considering Clearview was out of power and here this place was...perfect for those gamblers among them looking for their fix. She was underage so gambling wasn't exactly her thing, plus she was more partial to sure things anyway. A casino was the last place she wanted to spend a whole lot of her time. But they pushed her and the lot of them forward, so she walked on.
She walked on forward and let her thoughts wander some more, to more pleasant places and kinder things. A soft smile graced her features as a memory of her dad came to mind, and she didn't even notice when she took her first step inside...
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 ]
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 12:42 am
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As you enter the casino gates, a few sensations hit you at once. First is the smell, smoke and cigarette fumes everywhere. Then the loud chattering, the distinct smell of alcohol. There are impressive, entirely functional slot machines rolling as far as the eye could see. There are people just casually playing at various tables. The sight is surreal.
You wander around it, just a little longer, unsure what to do. How you wander is up to you. What you see is pretty much the same for each player. People just playing casually in a casino. A real life, working casino.
A person wearing a fashionable suit and vest combo comes to you, and passes you an expensive-looking cocktail. Whether you take it or not is up to you. "Welcome to Delta Casinos! To begin, we will play with a currency called Casino coins. You can use them later for fantastic prizes!"
You are given [ 50 casino coins] from the attendant:
It was surprisingly...average...inside. It looked like the inside of every other Vegas casino she had to walk through when they were in that city for whatever reason. It was also the only place her parents stayed in hotels attached to a casino, so. She wandered around a bit, letting her feet take her wherever they might as her eyes took in the scene. It was just people playing casino games, as if the outside world in all its bleakness didn't exist. As if the world wasn't ending, they just sat around and played and enjoyed themselves. Mel felt a surge of anger build for a moment before an attendant got her attention with their bright smile and energetic greeting. And a cocktail.
"No, thank you," she politely declined, though she did take the coins that were handed to her. She kind of gawked at the small bag of coins in her hand for a moment, and when she next looked up the attendant was gone, doing whatever it was they did in casinos. Passed drinks, she assumed. Her gaze fell on the small bag in her hands again, wondering if the end of the world warranted breaking her casino "cherry" as it were. She was of legal age...
So she approached the closest game to her--a slot machine, as it were--and decided to try her hand.
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 ]
Your character selects to play the slot machines! They sit down, and roll the machines. Make a new post in your [ Casino solo ] thread. Roll 5d6 (5 6-sided dice). If you roll any matching pair (ie, 1,1, 2,2, etc), you win 2 coins! You can only play this UP TO three times (three pulls, in separate rolled RP posts). Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 50 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
She cranked the handle and waited as the...whatever they were called...lined up. Despite telling herself that it was just a game, as she watched the icons roll she couldn't help but feel a little excited, a little nervous. And finally when they were all done there was some dinging and a pair of coins fell out, which got a small smile out of her.
Her first ever experience with gambling, and she won! Maybe it was a good sign...
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 ]
Your character selects to play the slot machines! They sit down, and roll the machines. Make a new post in your [ Casino solo ] thread. Roll 5d6 (5 6-sided dice). If you roll any matching pair (ie, 1,1, 2,2, etc), you win 2 coins! You can only play this UP TO three times (three pulls, in separate rolled RP posts). Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 50 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
Her first win made her try her luck again, so she reached for the handle and pulled it once more. It was the same anxiety, the same excitement, only this time it fell flat as no coins came out and she blinked, a little confused. So she...lost?
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 ]
Your character selects to play the slot machines! They sit down, and roll the machines. Make a new post in your [ Casino solo ] thread. Roll 5d6 (5 6-sided dice). If you roll any matching pair (ie, 1,1, 2,2, etc), you win 2 coins! You can only play this UP TO three times (three pulls, in separate rolled RP posts). Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 50 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
"Maybe just one more time..." she said, eyes narrowing a bit at the words that had just left her mouth. She gave it some thought as she watched the icons spin again, and the excitement and anxiety had ebbed somewhat now that she was a bit sobered by her previous loss. When she didn't win again she nearly cranked the handle one more time, but she managed to hold herself back and step away.
"Guess that's how people get addicted," she mused as she turned and started wandering again. "The dreaded 'maybe just one more time' phrase," she went on, then huffed. "Can't believe I fell for it."
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 ]
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:07 am
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A little bit of time has passed, and you begin to feel sweaty and dizzy. Did you drink anything? Did you smoke something? Was it something you touched? Your senses begin to blur and before you know it, everything turns dark.
When you wake up, your body feels heavy and sore. You are tied to a chair, and as your senses slowly stir, realize you are in a dark room. You hear the heavy breathing and then muttering noises of other people: you are not alone. The lights suddenly turn on, flooding everything to a blinding white. For a moment you can't see, and your eyes water, struggling to find balance.
A voice booms in front of you, but the sound is muffled at first. You strain, and finally, all your senses align, and you are able to see the room around you, set up classroom style out of all things, and are able to hear the person in front of you. Not a person, just speakers in the room.
"Attention all Casino players! Welcome to our tenth annual casino games! A big round of applause to our new players!"
A round of applause plays off. You realize this was meant for you and those in the room. Your ropes are bound so tight, you cannot even speak or turn around to see who is around you.
"Now, let us explain the rules for the new casino players! All of you are given a number. There is a lucky lottery number drawing, if your number is drawn, you get to escape from here free. Lucky you! For everyone else, well, you are not so lucky. I'm afraid the only freedom for you comes from buying it. That's right, each of you have been given, and assessed a value. If you wish to escape, and you must do so by the end of this day, you must buy out your own value or we will buy you."
"'How may I buy myself out?', you may ask. Well, that is simple! All you have to do is play any of our games in our casino with Casino Coins! When you have earned enough Casino Coins equal to your value, you may request to make a purchase. Now, we aren't heartless here. You may purchase yourself, or another player. You may even purchase both if you have enough! Wouldn't that be nice! Anyone left unpurchased will be property of the Casino, and be auctioned for our dinner fundraiser tonight."
The announcement stops. And then continues again.
"Any questions?" One per person please!"
She wasn't sure when everything went black, but the next thing she knew she was in a completely different room with no idea who or what was around her. When her senses finally started catching up with her consciousness she could tell she was at least with a few other people, though she was tied down a little too well and she couldn't turn her head.
She tried though, but no dice. No pun intended.
And there were in a classroom, it looked like. It almost felt like a sick joke and someone had a camera mounted in one corner of the room, just watching them and getting some twisted kick out of it. The thought made her struggle against her restraints even more so, but no matter what she did she was tied to her chair good and tight. There was nothing to be done about that...so she huffed and stayed still.
Until a voice boomed and filled the room. A glance at the head of the classroom told her its origins were the speaker there, so she kept her eyes on that speaker for the entirety of the speech. It really was some sick game...but she tried to stay calm. There was a way out, she just had to work for it. Or rather, play and win for it. Well as long as she had a chance, right?
When the opportunity to ask a question came she struggled against her restraints again to get their attention.
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: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:12 am
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[ Ask a question! ]
"Oh, I forgot," the announcer responds flippantly, "if you want to ask a question, you have to be responsible for a price. Unfortunately, since you don't have anything of value, we aren't obligated to give you anything in return!"
Before you can talk again, an attendant, wearing the Casino suit and vest, comes over and grabs you and your entire chair. You are dragged into a separate room. There are two people in the room, in the same situation as you.
"Now," booms the announcer voice in the new room, a much smaller one, "these are the losing players from the last game. A Bunch of sore losers if you ask me. But we're giving you a chance to redeem one as their patron. If you manage to buy yourself out of the games, then you will also buy one of them out too. Now, which one will it be?"
[ The Young Lady ] She's quite a beautiful person, probably in her mid-twenties. She looks visibly terrified, her mouth is currently covered. She looks like she might have easily been someone's secretary or flight attendant.
You pick the young lady. She begins to shriek muffled cries of relief, crying the entire time. They free her, and then turn to the other man in the room. The victim begins to shriek through his bandaged mouth. Two attendants grab him, and sever him from the chair. He thrashes, screams, but they overwhelm him. There is light blood dripping from a fresh wound as he is dragged away screaming to the next room.
As the door to the next room opens, you see a brief glimpse of the room beyond.
[ Ask what is in the room ]
"Are you sure you want to know?" says the attendant. The tone is ominous. The lady looks wildly at you, shaking her head vehemently through her restraint.
[ I need to know what is in the room ]
"Then we will tell you, at a price."
Her screams escalate, and then she shrieks - and there is a terrible buzzing noise and blood splattering everywhere. Belatedly, you realize what has happened as her body continues to thrash and flail. She is dead. You curiousity killed her.
The buzzing continues. It is coming from an electronic meat saw. Each piece of her twitching body and leg is severed evenly into more pieces. A hose washes the blood down, and then the pieces are packaged into paper wraps and bound. You belatedly realize what they do with people in the room as they drag you away.
You are alone again as you are escorted down the hallway. A single door lies in front of you. The door opens.
OOC
Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it in a NEW rp post in your [ CASINO SOLO ] thread. When you are done, continue to the post below.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 25 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
[ Nevermind, I don't need to know ]
"Good. I didn't think so." The person you rescued sighs in relief as she is dragged away.
You are alone again as you are escorted down the hallway. A single door lies in front of you. The door opens.
OOC
Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it in a NEW rp post in your [ CASINO SOLO ] thread. When you are done, continue to the post below.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 25 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
[ Don't question what is in the room ]
You and the lady are brought into the next room where both of you are given a chance to clean yourselves in a mirrorless washroom with no windows at separate times. She has just enough time to thank you before she is dragged away. You are alone again as you are escorted down the hallway. A single door lies in front of you. The door opens.
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Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it in a NEW rp post in your [ CASINO SOLO ] thread. When you are done, continue to the post below.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 25 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
[ The Young Man ] He's a very honest looking young man, probably in his late teens. He stares numbly at you, mouth currently covered. He keeps on alternating between crying and shivering uncontrollably. He looks like he hasn't even graduated from high school.
You select him and they begin to untie him, dragging the lady off to the room beyond. The lady screams the entire time, and you feel obligated to ask what is in that room, when suddenly the man you rescued dashes for the exit the other direction.
Immediately, several bullets are fired, and the teen dies. You stare down in disbelief.
"What a freaking waste," exclaims the announcer, "well, whatever. I guess you don't get to be a patron after all. Now, let's continue onwards, shall we?
OOC
Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it in a NEW rp post in your [ CASINO SOLO ] thread. When you are done, continue to the post below.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 25 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
Before she could ask her question the voice was on the speaker again, and he grit her teeth as his tone of voice. Annoying. She had the urge to punch him in the face, not that she said so. She didn't even get a chance to react before the attendant came and pulled her, and her chair, into another room and set her down carelessly.
"Hey!" she finally said, her voice almost foreign to her own ears. Mel took a breath before continuing. "I'm a person, not a piece of furniture. It'd be nice if you cou--"
She was cut off when the voice spoke again, this time mentioning the two that she noticed were also in the room with her. And she could choose who to save? What the hell kind of person would make someone choose between two lives?! She almost outright refused, but she bit her tongue. She looked between the two of them, uncertainty swimming in her eyes. The woman looked perhaps a bit older than her, and probably more able to handle being on her own if she was anything like Mel. She moved on to the young man who...looked scared and despondent and indifferent all at the same time.
Her eyes darted between the two for a time, until at last she opened her mouth to make her choice.
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 ]
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:14 am
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[ The Young Man ] He's a very honest looking young man, probably in his late teens. He stares numbly at you, mouth currently covered. He keeps on alternating between crying and shivering uncontrollably. He looks like he hasn't even graduated from high school.
You select him and they begin to untie him, dragging the lady off to the room beyond. The lady screams the entire time, and you feel obligated to ask what is in that room, when suddenly the man you rescued dashes for the exit the other direction.
Immediately, several bullets are fired, and the teen dies. You stare down in disbelief.
"What a freaking waste," exclaims the announcer, "well, whatever. I guess you don't get to be a patron after all. Now, let's continue onwards, shall we?
OOC
Write your RP reaction to what you have done/ experience with it in a NEW rp post in your [ CASINO SOLO ] thread. When you are done, continue to the post below.
Make sure in this post you include your usual OOC segment [ AND LOG THE AMOUNT OF CASINO COINS YOU HAVE ]. You should have a base of 25 to start +whatever you win from pulling slot machines!
"Him, I pick him..." she said, unable to look the woman in the eyes as she was dragged away, screaming. It wasn't the first time she thought someone's screams would haunt her, and when she looked up she looked toward the door to the room the woman was dragged into. She had the strongest urge to ask what in the hell was in there when there was a blur of movement to her left, where the young man was sitting.
Mel turned to see him dash for the exit and tried to call out to tell him to stop when a hail of bullets beat her to it.
She stared, mouth still half open and the words caught in her throat as she stared at the limp body of that young man. Dead, and it was almost her fault. Almost. She had tried to save him, right? She made the right choice, right? And what of the woman...
Her eyes went back to the door, tears prickling the corners as she thought of the horrors that that woman might have faced in there. Alone. Hopeless.
The tears fell unceremoniously, wetting her cheeks as the burden of having blood on her hands--even remotely--weighed heavily on her conscience. What more could she have done? If she remained silent, would that have saved them both? Killed them both? Killed them all?
As these questions ran through her mind the voice boomed on, saying something about a waste and continuing. Mel didn't really care what he was saying at this point. She just wanted out...
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: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:53 am
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The final doors open - to reveal pretty much the same casino room you were in prior. Now you understand why there were so many people. They are all players in this Casino game. The guards stationed near all exits make it all more glaringly obviously now.
You see familiar faces. People from your faction, people from other factions. They are just as confused, lost, and angry as you. Some are still confused. Probably people who haven't gone through the orientation yet. You are all stuck in the same scenario.
Finally she was released back into the casino, only this time she saw it all in a very different light. It was surreal...it wasn't surreal at all. But they were all in the same boat, or were about to be in the same boat..
She clutched the bag of coins she was given like they were her life--because they were--and moved on warily, nervously. Before she could even start earning coins to buy her freedom there was the obvious question that hung over her head...
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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