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| You sort the chips and stack the chips and sort the chips and stack the chips. It requires a little dexterity, a little muscle, and a touch of brains to make sure you stack the right amount of each denomination of chip. | | You sort the chips and stack the chips and sort the chips and stack the chips. It requires a little dexterity, a little muscle, and a touch of brains to make sure you stack the right amount of each denomination of chip. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Fountain Cleaner|desc=The Council of Loathingneeds someone to fish out all the little bits of meat people keep throwing in the town fountain for some reason. You can keep what you find.|meat=350|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Fountain Cleaner|desc=The Council of Loathingneeds{{sic}} someone to fish out all the little bits of meat people keep throwing in the town fountain for some reason. You can keep what you find.|meat=350|adv=3}}<br />You strain some meat out of the fountain and stuff it in your meatpouch. It's gross, but it still spends fine. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Graffiti Transplanter|desc=The Sleazy Back Alley is covered in gross and explicit graffiti. The Council is outraged, and wants someone to erase all of that filth--and painstakingly transcribe it onto the Graffiti Wall, where it belongs.|meat=300|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Graffiti Transplanter|desc=The Sleazy Back Alley is covered in gross and explicit graffiti. The Council is outraged, and wants someone to erase all of that filth--and painstakingly transcribe it onto the Graffiti Wall, where it belongs.|meat=300|adv=3}}<br /> |
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| {{OddJob|job=Gutter Polisher|desc=The Council of Loathing is looking for a hard-working entrepreneur to clean up the gutters of Seaside Town{{sic}}|meat=300|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Gutter Polisher|desc=The Council of Loathing is looking for a hard-working entrepreneur to clean up the gutters of Seaside Town{{sic}}|meat=300|adv=3}}<br /> |
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| {{OddJob|job=Hovel Sweeper|desc=The Pretentious Artist needs someone to sweep his dirt-floored hovel. Maybe it's some kind of art project on the ironic futility of life, or something?|meat=300|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Hovel Sweeper|desc=The Pretentious Artist needs someone to sweep his dirt-floored hovel. Maybe it's some kind of art project on the ironic futility of life, or something?|meat=300|adv=3}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Knob Polisher|desc=The doorknobs in Spookyraven Manor have become tarnished with age, and the Loathing Historical Society is looking for someone to restore them to their former luster. The ideal candidate will not snicker about the job title.|meat=300|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Knob Polisher|desc=The doorknobs in Spookyraven Manor have become tarnished with age, and the Loathing Historical Society is looking for someone to restore them to their former luster. The ideal candidate will not snicker about the job title.|meat=300|adv=3}}<br />You polish all the external knobs on the Manor, and all of the internal ones you can get to without fighting some weird ghost/appliance hybrid. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Manor Painter|desc=The exterior of Spookyraven Manor needs a fresh coat of whitewash, to cover the horrors that lurk within (and the dry rot that lurks without).|meat=300|adv=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Manor Painter|desc=The exterior of Spookyraven Manor needs a fresh coat of whitewash, to cover the horrors that lurk within (and the dry rot that lurks without).|meat=300|adv=3}}<br />You spend a few hours whitewashing the Manor, wishing there were some gullible kids around you could trick into doing the job for you.f |
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| {{OddJob|job=Museum Cleaner|desc=The Museum docents need someone to help dust the various memorials and plaques, and to repair damage caused by adventurers trying to carve their names on leaderboards after the fact.|meat=300|adv=3}}<br />You spend a few hours in the museum with a featherduster and a can of Bondo. | | {{OddJob|job=Museum Cleaner|desc=The Museum docents need someone to help dust the various memorials and plaques, and to repair damage caused by adventurers trying to carve their names on leaderboards after the fact.|meat=300|adv=3}}<br />You spend a few hours in the museum with a featherduster and a can of Bondo. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Stock-Taker|desc=The General Store's General needs someone to take inventory for him, so he knows how much of which goods he will need to reorder. Upon reflection, this is more of a ''regular'' job than an odd job.|meat=200|adv=3|item=chewing gum on a string|itemqty=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Stock-Taker|desc=The General Store's General needs someone to take inventory for him, so he knows how much of which goods he will need to reorder. Upon reflection, this is more of a ''regular'' job than an odd job.|meat=200|adv=3|item=chewing gum on a string|itemqty=3}}<br />You count the items on the General's shelves. It takes a while, because he appears to have an infinite quantity of everything. Pleased to know that he won't need to re-order, he gives you some gum as a bonus. So ''that's'' what was odd about it. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Wall Repainter|desc=The Council of Loathing needs someone to give the Graffiti Wall a fresh coat of paint, so the town's budding young artists will have a fresh canvas for their various obscentities.|meat=250|adv=3|item=spray paint|itemqty=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Wall Repainter|desc=The Council of Loathing needs someone to give the Graffiti Wall a fresh coat of paint, so the town's budding young artists will have a fresh canvas for their various obscentities.|meat=250|adv=3|item=spray paint|itemqty=3}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Janitor's Aide|desc=Olaf at the Brotherhood of the Smackdown needs someone to spot him while he organizes and polishes the Brotherhood's barbell collection.|meat=900|adv=10|item=strongness elixir|itemqty=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Janitor's Aide|desc=Olaf at the Brotherhood of the Smackdown needs someone to spot him while he organizes and polishes the Brotherhood's barbell collection.|meat=900|adv=10|item=strongness elixir|itemqty=3}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Paper Adult|desc=The Loathing Herald-Times-Tribune-Messenger needs muscle-bound persons to stack giant bundles of newspapers into semi-tractor-trailers to be hauled all over the Kingdom. The ideal candidate won't comment on what a waste of time and resources it is to print news on dead trees every day.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Paper Adult|desc=The Loathing Herald-Times-Tribune-Messenger needs muscle-bound persons to stack giant bundles of newspapers into semi-tractor-trailers to be hauled all over the Kingdom. The ideal candidate won't comment on what a waste of time and resources it is to print news on dead trees every day.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You haul and hoist and heft huge bales of newspaper, until your fingers are stained black with newsprint and your muscles are aching. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Squirrel Defense Specialist|desc=One of the local parks reports gangs of squirrels becoming over-agressive and mugging picnickers for their sandwiches. The Council wishes to hire someone to… do something about that. |meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Squirrel Defense Specialist|desc=One of the local parks reports gangs of squirrels becoming over-agressive and mugging picnickers for their sandwiches. The Council wishes to hire someone to… do something about that. |meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend a few hours glaring at squirrels and warning them to be polite if they want to keep their nuts uncracked. It seems like you made a strong impression. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Stockroom Assistant|desc=Warren, the Armorer and Leggerer, needs someone to help him rearrange his stockroom, for obvious reasons.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Stockroom Assistant|desc=Warren, the Armorer and Leggerer, needs someone to help him rearrange his stockroom, for obvious reasons.|meat=1000|adv=10}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Tracks Cleaner|desc=Kids keep putting bits of meat on the Tracks. The Council doesn't understand why anyone would do that, but needs someone to go clean up the mess.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Tracks Cleaner|desc=Kids keep putting bits of meat on the Tracks. The Council doesn't understand why anyone would do that, but needs someone to go clean up the mess.|meat=1000|adv=10}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Weight Re-racker|desc=The musclebound lunks at the gym in Degrassi Knoll aren't putting the free weights back. Anyone who asks them to be more courteous ends up with a broken eye or a black arm. The gym's owners are sidestepping the problem by hiring someone to constantly put the weights away after they've been used. Remember to lift with your knees. And, y'know, your hands.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Weight Re-racker|desc=The musclebound lunks at the gym in Degrassi Knoll aren't putting the free weights back. Anyone who asks them to be more courteous ends up with a broken eye or a black arm. The gym's owners are sidestepping the problem by hiring someone to constantly put the weights away after they've been used. Remember to lift with your knees. And, y'know, your hands.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend hours walking back and forth carrying weights and sorting them on pegs. It's not thrilling, but it's good for your trikes, bikes, quads, and lutes. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Library Organizer|desc=The Librarian who runs the library across the street from the Sleazy Back Alley is looking for someone to organize and reshelve a few stacks of returned books.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />It turned out "a few" stacks of returned books meant nearly the library's entire collection, and it's not like you have the Dewey Decimal System memorized. Fortunately, the judicious application of magic makes the task go by quicker (or more specifically, compresses a week of time spent inside the library into a few hours outside it). | | {{OddJob|job=Library Organizer|desc=The Librarian who runs the library across the street from the Sleazy Back Alley is looking for someone to organize and reshelve a few stacks of returned books.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />It turned out "a few" stacks of returned books meant nearly the library's entire collection, and it's not like you have the Dewey Decimal System memorized. Fortunately, the judicious application of magic makes the task go by quicker (or more specifically, compresses a week of time spent inside the library into a few hours outside it). |
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| {{OddJob|job=Love-Potion Brewer|desc=The Love Potion Brewers Union #9 is on strike, and Wizard Novelties & Boffo Laffs, Inc. is calling in scabs to brew a batch of their new love potion. It says something about the wizarding world that a beverage with the power to negate someone's free will is considered a "novelty" or a "boffo laff."|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Love-Potion Brewer|desc=The Love Potion Brewers Union #9 is on strike, and Wizard Novelties & Boffo Laffs, Inc. is calling in scabs to brew a batch of their new love potion. It says something about the wizarding world that a beverage with the power to negate someone's free will is considered a "novelty" or a "boffo laff."|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend all day mixing up a draught of devotion, a libation of loyalty, a potion of perversion--well, maybe not that last one. The fumes from the process leave you a little more magically-inclined, and slightly attracted to Erlenmeyer flasks. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Lunacy-Tolerant Scribe|desc=The Captain of the Gourd needs someone to help him transcribe his insane ramblings from a teetering stack of old composition books into a teetering stack of fresh composition books.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Lunacy-Tolerant Scribe|desc=The Captain of the Gourd needs someone to help him transcribe his insane ramblings from a teetering stack of old composition books into a teetering stack of fresh composition books.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend several hours making copies of the Captain's innermost thoughts. They are similar to his outermost thoughts: crazy. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Meal Deliverer|desc=A local restaurant has begin a program of delivering meals to the elderly and shut-ins, and needs someone to make deliveries.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Meal Deliverer|desc=A local restaurant has begin a program of delivering meals to the elderly and shut-ins, and needs someone to make deliveries.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />Not wanting to spend all day lugging food around town and up fourth-floor walk-ups and so on, you enchant the food containers to grow actual little legs and do it themselves. Hopefully they have enough of a self-preservation instinct to run from stray dogs. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Salad Spinner|desc=A local health-food restaurant wants to increase awareness of their location by hiring someone to stand outside the restaurant juggling vegetables.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Salad Spinner|desc=A local health-food restaurant wants to increase awareness of their location by hiring someone to stand outside the restaurant juggling vegetables.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend a few hours outside the restaurant, tossing salad. The application of levitation and prestidigitation spells allows you to sit and read a magazine while you're doing it, so it's a little boring, but not overwhelming. The hardest part is keeping the dressing from splashing passers-by. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Salve Taste-Tester|desc=Doc Galaktik is working on a new batch of medicinal salve, and needs someone to help choose the tastiest combination of ingredients.|meat=900|item=Doc Galaktik's Restorative Balm|itemqty=3|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Salve Taste-Tester|desc=Doc Galaktik is working on a new batch of medicinal salve, and needs someone to help choose the tastiest combination of ingredients.|meat=900|item=Doc Galaktik's Restorative Balm|itemqty=3|adv=10}}<br />You help Doc Galaktic refine the taste of his new batch of salve. It's actually meant to be a topical salve, not taken internally, but Doc G says, "Nobody ever reads the label, so it might as well taste good." |
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| {{OddJob|job=Staff Polisher|desc=The League of Chef-Magi seeks a strongly mystical applicant to polish the staves in the Ancient Mystical Artifact collection. No one who snickers at the job title will be considered for the position.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Staff Polisher|desc=The League of Chef-Magi seeks a strongly mystical applicant to polish the staves in the Ancient Mystical Artifact collection. No one who snickers at the job title will be considered for the position.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend an afternoon polishing staffs. Some of them have stains that aren't composed of materials found on this mortal plane, and some of them are very animated and averse to being cleaned at all. It takes all your mystical will to get the job done. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Transmutation Subject|desc=The League of Chef-Magi needs someone for trainees to practice transformation spells on. Strong stomach required, must not be allergic to animal dander.|meat=900|item=magicalness-in-a-can|itemqty=3|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Transmutation Subject|desc=The League of Chef-Magi needs someone for trainees to practice transformation spells on. Strong stomach required, must not be allergic to animal dander.|meat=900|item=magicalness-in-a-can|itemqty=3|adv=10}}<br />You hang out at the League for a while, letting students turn you into various animals, mainly cats. Gorgonzola assures you that the urge to use a box of sand as a bathroom will go away within a couple hours, and gives you something to help with that. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Wall Shaver|desc=One of the broom closets in Spookyraven Manor has become a hellish, obscenely biological nightmare, its wallpapered walls transfigured into human flesh. Even worse, that flesh is covered in gross hair! The ideal applicant will be able to shave the walls without going mad from the tortured whispering leaking under the doorway.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Wall Shaver|desc=One of the broom closets in Spookyraven Manor has become a hellish, obscenely biological nightmare, its wallpapered walls transfigured into human flesh. Even worse, that flesh is covered in gross hair! The ideal applicant will be able to shave the walls without going mad from the tortured whispering leaking under the doorway.|meat=1000|adv=10}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Card Shuffler|desc=The Thatched-Roof Casino, in an attempt to make games play more quickly, has decided to hire card shufflers to keep a stock of pre-shuffled decks of cards on-hand.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Card Shuffler|desc=The Thatched-Roof Casino, in an attempt to make games play more quickly, has decided to hire card shufflers to keep a stock of pre-shuffled decks of cards on-hand.|meat=1000|adv=10}} |
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| {{OddJob|job=Cobweb Hanger|desc=Some genius at the Loathing Historical Preservation Society left the window open in the foyer of Spookyraven Manor, and all the cobwebs blew away. The Society seeks someone with an eye for interior decorating to artfully arrange imported cobwebs.|meat=1000|adv=10}} | | {{OddJob|job=Cobweb Hanger|desc=Some genius at the Loathing Historical Preservation Society left the window open in the foyer of Spookyraven Manor, and all the cobwebs blew away. The Society seeks someone with an eye for interior decorating to artfully arrange imported cobwebs.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You spend a few hours figuring out how to drape cobwebs to provide the most foreboding and decayed atmosphere. It's hard work, but it's cool work. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Death-Quip Writer|desc=Secret agent Ionic Bond (who always tells people his real, full name, because that's what a good secret agent does) seeks a moxious writer to write pun-based, badass quips he can make after offing a villain.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />Mr. Bond provides you with a bunch of death scenarios, and you write a cool quip for each of them. You're particularly proud of, "I guess he should have shuffled away before the cut," for someone stabbed to death with a deck of cards. | | {{OddJob|job=Death-Quip Writer|desc=Secret agent Ionic Bond (who always tells people his real, full name, because that's what a good secret agent does) seeks a moxious writer to write pun-based, badass quips he can make after offing a villain.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />Mr. Bond provides you with a bunch of death scenarios, and you write a cool quip for each of them. You're particularly proud of, "I guess he should have shuffled away before the cut," for someone stabbed to death with a deck of cards. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Sleight-of-Foot Magician|desc=The Loathing Association of Soccer or Possibly Football (LASPF) seeks an entertainer for their halftime show. The desired applicant will be moxious enough to perform card tricks and close-up illusions without using his or her hands.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You manage to suavely guess cards, juggle scarves, and pilfer wallets using only your dexterous toes. You feel pretty moxious when it's all done. | | {{OddJob|job=Sleight-of-Foot Magician|desc=The Loathing Association of Soccer or Possibly Football (LASPF) seeks an entertainer for their halftime show. The desired applicant will be moxious enough to perform card tricks and close-up illusions without using his or her hands.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You manage to suavely guess cards, juggle scarves, and pilfer wallets using only your dexterous toes. You feel pretty moxious when it's all done. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Sunglasses Model|desc=Handsome Hank's Modeling School is looking for a cool Adventurer to demonstrate to its students the proper way to wear sunglasses. Lunch is included.|meat=800|adv=10|item=martini|itemqty=3}} | | {{OddJob|job=Sunglasses Model|desc=Handsome Hank's Modeling School is looking for a cool Adventurer to demonstrate to its students the proper way to wear sunglasses. Lunch is included.|meat=800|adv=10|item=martini|itemqty=3}}<br />You put on sunglasses and lean casually against the wall of the classroom. Then you hold that pose for six hours. |
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| {{OddJob|job=Twister|desc=The secret dance club in the Sleazy Back Alley is suffering from an empty dance floor. The club's mysterious owner seeks a moxious applicant to do the Twist on their dance floor, encouraging other patrons to join in.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You do the Twist, complete with the little Batusi hand-movements, somehow managing to look cool doing it. The club's owners thank you, pay you, and then wipe your memory of the dance club's location. | | {{OddJob|job=Twister|desc=The secret dance club in the Sleazy Back Alley is suffering from an empty dance floor. The club's mysterious owner seeks a moxious applicant to do the Twist on their dance floor, encouraging other patrons to join in.|meat=1000|adv=10}}<br />You do the Twist, complete with the little Batusi hand-movements, somehow managing to look cool doing it. The club's owners thank you, pay you, and then wipe your memory of the dance club's location. |
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| *In addition to the specified rewards, each job yields substats based on its category. | | *In addition to the specified rewards, each job yields substats based on its category. |
| *The Board shows one job of each category at once; slight, staunch, sagacious and suave. Slight jobs yield few substats in equal measure, whereas the others yield more, weighted towards their respective stats. | | *The Board shows one job of each category at once; slight, staunch, sagacious and suave. Slight jobs yield few substats in equal measure, whereas the others yield more, weighted towards their respective stats. Taking a job renews the jobs, although the same jobs may reappear. |
| | *Trying to take a job with insufficient time elicits: |
| | :You don't have time to take that job. |
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| Occurs at [[Seaside Town]]. | | Occurs at [[Seaside Town]]. |