- Job Title: Cosplay Café (Neutral Job)
Player Requirements: Up to five people are allowed, preferably females but males are allowed as well. 15 posts minimum, at least 150 words per post.
Job Requirements: Must choose a suitable cosplay costume for either being a waitress, waiter, or chef. This can range from anything like maids, to bunnies, to butlers, to cat-girls/guys, whichever your character feels most appropriate for them. You are then to serve the customers that come in to the café for the rest of the day. The hours are from 6am to 10pm. If you harm any of the customers however, you are docked five hundred jewels from the reward for each one. And remember, the customer is always right. Even if they are wrong.
Job Location: Crocus
Job Description: “Ah, please, help. I have recently opened a lovely little café here in the Capital of Fiore, the lovely city of Crocus. It has fine food, fine drink, and has a prime location to draw in plenty of customers! But alas… all of my staff have taken ill, or gone off on holiday! I plead, I beg of anyone, please come help my café! If I lose even one day of business, I may not be able to pay the bank who owns the building at the end of the month! And then my café would be ruined and would have to close! Uniforms will be provided of course, and you will be well paid for your troubles. Travel expenses included!”
Weak: Three teenagers who have hit that “hit on everything” stage in life. Expect plenty of very cheesy pick-up lines.
Normal: Four school-children about five to ten years old, with no parental supervision. They may change their minds several times before finally getting around to ordering, and watch out, they may try to slip away without paying afterwards.
Strong: Two cosplay fans who will want to take pictures of anything, everything and everyone in a variety of poses. Depending on your costume, you may be asked to do certain things or hold certain poses.
Boss:The Ultimate Pervert! He cares not for your personal space, believing that you chose to work here and dress as such because you want the attention he gives you.
This customer will take any opportunity to “accidentally” brush against you, or touch your backside, or touch you in any way that could be construed as just short of harassment.
They will ogle, they will make innuendoes, they will drop stuff solely to watch you bend over and pick it up, they may even try to “date” you for the course of their meal, or command you like a master does their servants, taking the roleplaying to the test of your patience.
However, these usually tend to be the big tippers. So do try to restrain yourselves from lashing out at them hmm?
Reward: 2000 Jewels + Tip (Tip cannot exceed 100 jewels) plus the cosplay you chose to do this job. The manager has a surprising surplus.
~Credits to JaffaArchfiend for the job creation.
Late Friday nights were the best, and Leah had experienced this firsthand yesterday evening-- more accurately, this morning. After lingering in the streets and casually pick pocketing wealthy fair goers at the local festival, the emerald eyed mage had been all tuckered out by the time she slid between the sheets. Little did she know just how dreary and grey (drastically so when compared to the bright lights of the night which might possibly have been induced by something) the entire world would seem when she pried open her eyes the next morning. Leah forced herself to crawl out of bed to study her haggard reflection in the mirror.
Nice, she acknowledged, studying the serious eye bag action she had going on with her face, An' in't my rent due on to-day? I ought t' probably go n' get meself a job. Just not lookin' a like this, the girl grudgingly attempted to be practical. Before any business, however, her room seemed to need a bit of tidying... oh, and was that an apple and toffee milkshake sitting in her fridge? It begged for consumption.
"Ungh..." As she rubbed her eyes lazily and stood in front of a fountain in the middle of a public square, the mage wondered what exactly she was doing in the capitol anyways. After all, there wouldn't be any need for rent payments or electricity bills, or invoices from the water and plumbing companies, if she simply stayed at the guild hall. Since when was Leah this foolhardy-
"Excuse me, miss!" the redhead turned halfheartedly to glance to her left, from which direction a portly middle aged man with a receding hairline came bustling towards her. His eyes showed panic, and inwardly the girl groaned at the thought of complicated situations of helping people. Immediately upon arriving at her location, the man burst into a long explanation of what he wanted. Really, all the mage heard was jewels and being well paid, and provided everything, and also that the businessman needed to pay his bills. Well, that was a situation that she could feel sympathy for every person caught in, so Leah reluctantly cocked her head at him and started to respond.
"Well, ye see sir, I's like t' take yer job, but it's like, I jus'-"
But he interrupted her swiftly and went on about how he had already recruited two other females to work, and how grateful he was, really, that she had been willing to assist him. It was just from 6 to 10--
"In the morning, ye?" Two hour shifts sounded heavenly to her, but then- oh no, it was indeed a sixteen hour shift, with a few breaks for lunch and rest in between. Altogether, she would have barely an hour of break the entire time. "Sounds like as slave labor," the mullberry haired female grumbled under her breath, but she followed the man back to his cafe with as least of a dejected expression as she could manage. The girl was a sucker for free food (which was promised) and also jewels. Not to mention in all honesty, she kind of wanted to help out a guy who also happened to have troubles with the bank sometimes.
"Right, so then I'll just leave you to get settled and meet the other girls, do pick out a lovely costume as there are several in the back. Your day starts in thirty-five minutes!" And then he was storming out of the back room, leaving Leah alone with a bank of lockers covered with a coat of peeling tan paint. Where even were the costumes, and who were her coworkers again?
610/750 Words. I know, I know. Let's just make ordinary posts and we can not worry about going over the word count too much... intro posts are long anyways. The man's code color is #6699cc for your reference.