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Post by Rider on Dec 20, 2006 20:21:10 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]((Sure, our personas have gone on wild adventures on the high seas and in the cold mountains, but have you ever wondered what their day-to-day lives are like? What do they do when they're not saving the world and wooing the women?
Please, don't be too normal. We are, after all, the NTWF.
I've forsaken my traditionalist Catacombs view of the forum in favor of the NTWF game version.))
Sure, he was small. And pink. And furry. And he couldn't exactly speak English. But these were trivial obstacles in Ventratta's quest for greatness and immortality.
He would be the most famous Meepit to ever live. Meeplings would read about him in every textbook. His would become a household name. And for generations, people everywhere would bow before the glory of...
Ventratta: Cafe Owner.
Ever since Spot had left the old Galleys and Gardens to rot, and the ninjas had accepted an unofficial truce with the pirates, Ventratta had found no joie de vivre any more. He needed to return to his one true love. Sorry, Elvie, he's talking about food.
But he couldn't do it alone.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming, hold your horses."
Ventratta chittered angrily at Shiva, the demon-horse.
"No, 'tratta, that's not supposed to be a pun. It's an expression. Rider taught it to me last week."
A glare.
"Yes, yes, I know you're angry. Look, I don't see why this can't wait a week. By then, Rider will be back and she can buy this forsaken piece of property for you."
A sharper glare.
"Sure, it's prime real estate, the ultimate place for a cafe, but it's infested with rats! The front window is smashed and the floor looks like something beat it with a hammer."
A gentle nip on the ear.
"Okay, okay, I'm moving."
And so, the demon-horse took off at a canter witht he Meepit perched on his head, hanging onto his mane for dear life and wondering why he had asked for speed.
While two animals wanting to buy a cafe confused the salesman to no end, he wasn't about to argue with a Meepit loaded with doubloons. Within the week, the store had been bought, cleaned, repaired, and the rats had all been eaten or driven out.
Proudly, Ventratta perched on Shiva's head and put a "Now Hiring" sign on the front window.
The NTWF Cafe was open for buisness.
Cafe Staff
Owner - Ventratta
Cook - Ventratta
Bouncer - Shiva
Greeter - Ebil
Waitstaff - Kit, Fenrix
BusNSQ - NSQ
Coffee Boy - Bag
Kirby Decorations - Kirby
Smoothie-Maker - Fraze
Application for Employment
Name:
Age:
Species:
Position Desired:
Wages Desired:
What would make you the best candidate for the job?
((And yes, we do need customers. Come one, come all! ^_^ Forumers, pets, alter-egos, everyone!))[/glow]
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2006 21:55:00 GMT -5
Application for Employment Name: NSQ  Age: 16... I guess... xP Species: NSQ. Position Desired: BusNSQ. Wages Desired: Lots! ):< What would make you the best candidate for the job? I LIKE TO EAT. AND I LIKE PEOPLE. AND I LIKE TO EAT PEOPLE. But, I would be great at eating dishes once we are done with them! |
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Post by Kat on Dec 21, 2006 3:05:29 GMT -5
[shadow=purple,left,300]((I'll be a regular customer. ^_^ Heck, I'm in love with Starbucks. XD)) Name: Kalianne Triss 'Kat' Lunara Age: 17 Species: Pure human Position Desired: CUSTOMER. Wages Desired: I pay you shinies, you give me what I want, yes? What would make you the best candidate for the job? I tip generously. XD[/shadow] |
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Post by KitClairvoyance on Dec 21, 2006 3:15:01 GMT -5
Name: Kit *Clairvoyance* Winterstone
Age: 18
Species: Humanoid
Position Desired: Waiter
Wages Desired: Payable in KitKat bars and diamonds.
What would make you the best candidate for the job? I'm great with customers, especially when it comes to the females.
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Post by Enn on Dec 21, 2006 3:24:07 GMT -5
Do we have to apply to be customers? o__o
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Post by Kat on Dec 21, 2006 5:58:17 GMT -5
Do we have to apply to be customers? o__o [shadow=purple,left,300]((Don't mind me - just wanted to fool around a bit. XD))[/shadow] |
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Post by bag on Dec 21, 2006 7:36:45 GMT -5
Name: Bag Age: 13 Species: Werewolf (Can't work Full Moon Weekends, sorz) Position Desired: Coffe Maker Person Thing Wages Desired: 61 shinies/hour-Anything lower, I'll feel I'm underpaid, anything higher I'll smell a scandal What would make you the best candidate for the job? Nobody else wants it. |
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Post by Rider on Dec 21, 2006 9:19:42 GMT -5
w[glow=red,2,300]((No, you don't have to apply to be a customer. XD
Also, feel free to take the roleplay outside of the cafe. I'm just using the cafe as a starting point/gathering area.
I'm debating whether to leave this RP as is, or tack a storyline to it.... Suggestions?))
Ventratta glared at the phone lying on the counter.
"He says you're the reason we've got another psychopath in the house, and I think he just insulted your mother."
Squeak.
"But we'll still hire you if you can keep your buisness with women in Tabloid Town, okay Kit?"
Click.
Ventratta groaned and rolled off the counter, landing haphazardly on a cushion he had set down.
The bells on the front of the store rang. Quickly, Ventratta snapped to attention. A customer?
"I was told that you would be here." A pair of black boots. "I leave for a couple of weeks and you two put up a cafe. I must say, I'm impressed."
"This nitwit couldn't have done it without me."
Rider laughed. "I know, Shiva. Hey, if you guys are looking for different varieties of tea, I've got some in the Weewoo's cargo hold."
Menu:
Drinks
Coffee - 15 shinies (regular, french vanilla, hazelnut. caf and decaf)
Specialty Coffees - 17s (peppermint, pumpkin and spice, boxer shorts, ferret)
Tea - 15s (green, regular. caf and decaf)
Specialty Teas - 18s (briefs, artificial-weasel-flavor, anything that I pinch off the ninjas)
Soda - 10s
Lemonade - 10s
Milk - 9s
Cocoa - 15s (w/ or w/o whipped cream)
Soups
Chikkin Noodle - 18s (made from real Chikkin?)
Tomato - 17s
Soup of the Day - 16s
Mon: Beef
Tues: Tabby
Wed: Clam Chowder
Thurs: French Onion
Fri: Denim Jeans
Entrees
Hamburger - 25s (No, not "burger.")
Cheeseburger - 25s
Hot dog - 20s
Pizza Slice - 15s
Whole Pizza - 100s
Make-Your-Own-Sammich - 18s (Sammich bar in the back.)
Desserts
Sundae - 18s (Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, chocolate chip)
Cheesecake - 20s (w/ or w/o strawberry, blueberry, artificial-weasel-topping.)[/glow]
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Post by KitClairvoyance on Dec 21, 2006 12:15:03 GMT -5
Kit heard a click as the other party put down the phone.
Taking a deep breath he set the receiver down, the whole process
seeming so familiar. Second time lucky, he told himself. The last
time he worked at a cafe he got fired for making out with the
owner's wife. Tch. It wasn't his fault she cornered him so quickly.
Either way, he hoped the owner of the cafe was female, that way
he probably wouldn't get fired for the same mistake. From what he
could make out from the call, the person on the other side was
squeaky, probably a secretary or something. Squeaky was good.
Two KitKat bars later, he found himself three meters or so from the
cafe. Was that a horse he saw? Probably the new bouncer in town
he had heard so much about. He licked his lips as he spied a female
next to the horse, the owner of the establishment perhaps? He
threw the empty KitKat wrapper into the bin and made his way to
the cafe.
"A good day to you maam, and you too sir," he nodded to Shiva
before turning back to Rider," The name's Kit, new waiter for a new
establishment. You the owner of this fine place perchance?"
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Post by Strife on Dec 21, 2006 17:06:40 GMT -5
((Ooh! I'll be a customer. ^_^ I have a general idea of an interesting plot situation, but I think i'll wait until the cafe has a full staff before posting my appearance.))
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Post by bag on Dec 21, 2006 17:47:30 GMT -5
Bag was working here for only two seconds, but he already liked the place. He showed his approval by giving one heckuva dorky smile. He had never held a job before (Is it any wonder why?), and he was looking forward to this. Pirates were awfully demanding and wanted this type of rum and cutlass and whatnot. But he loved his family anyway.
He then saw the waiter trying to pick up someone. He smiled confusedly for a moment, then considered throwing a coffee cup at a random customer, but decided against it and waited for the orders to begin.
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Post by Oh Dae-su on Dec 21, 2006 17:57:25 GMT -5
Forgetting that today was Friday, Serv walked in and ordered sixty-four bowls of the soup of the day.
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Post by Kat on Dec 21, 2006 18:41:05 GMT -5
Kat was at the farthest table, and she plunked her boots onto the table, barely an inch away from the flower vase that held a couple of half-wilted white roses and a rotten marshmallow on a stick. With a wave of her staff, which had flame-shaped ends that glowed purple and/or gold whenever she cast a spell with it, she zapped the vase onto the next empty table.
Yawning, she turned the pages of Mage Monthly absently, wondering if there were any cute bishounen archmages posing in the latest robes and cloaks for the Christmas season.
She did not go with the Christmas color scheme herself, though. Besides her gold star earrings, she wore a blue cape decorated with stars and moons, a purple robe, and purple boots with a little touch of the accessory of the month - tiny golden wings reminiscent of the Greek god Hermes. But she decided to wear a Santa hat and wore a second pair of earrings - clip-on silver bells.
"Waiter," Kat called out. "Don't make me zap you over here!"
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Post by Zylaa on Dec 21, 2006 19:32:43 GMT -5
"We want our rights! We want our rights!"
Zylaa marched in front of the cafe accompanied by her normal-sized weasels, all waving signs. "Weasels are friends, not food!" One of the weasels, not really getting the gist of things, cried "54' 40 or fight!" before the weasel general hit him over the head with his own protest sign.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2006 20:09:36 GMT -5
Name: Kirby
Age: People don't know... AND NEITHER DO I OMG
Species: Um... jeez... the pink puffball in a blue santa hat that like things that go boom species?
Position Desired: Kirby Decorations
Wages Desired: I DEMAND $20. AN HOUR. Because I want my awesome needs!
What would make you the best candidate for the job?: Peeshaw. Kirby Decorations are all the rage now! And they're anima-ter-on-ick. But then you can feed all the decorations the leftovers! Yup, even spinach! ... Good thing these have built in barf-bags!
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Muahahahaha >D 