Rod hecked up a little

[keyofimagination]

Who: Rod and you
What: Well... you might be here awhile...
Where: At the transport center
When: Tuesday Morning
Warnings: None atm!



[On Tuesday morning, everyone will receive a letter when they wake up, no matter where they're staying for the night. It's neatly typed and just states:

Please meet me at the Transport Center at 10 AM. I have something important to discuss with everyone.

When they arrive at the center, they will find Rod already there, with a box of envelopes. When he speaks, he looks a little sheepish.]

Good morning everyone, I am deeply sorry to say that whatever is wrong with the portals, it's tricky enough that you might be here for awhile. And after an enlightening conversation with Red, we've decided that we should at least make accommodation's for everyone.

As it is providing a lot of stress on Red to provide free food and board daily, we decided that, for the time being, everyone will live in Vista Way for free. It's a nice apartment complex, but if you are unsatisfied with the housing you may move out once you've accumulated enough money.

On that note, that's what this box is for. While you'll be staying here, we thought it would be best to give everyone a job so they would have something to do. We won't be forcing everyone to have a job, and if you're dissatisfied with the job you were given, we can consider giving you a more appropriate job, but having a wage and something to do while we fix the problem might be nice.

I should add that you're starting pay will be around 15 "Disney dollars" an hour, but if that's an unreasonable minimum wage I am willing to increase the wage to something more livable.

Finally, in each envelope with your assigned job, there's also a couple of Magic Cards in here as an apology for the inconvenience. I ask you not to abuse their power, but you can test them as much as you want while you're here using your Magicband.

If you have any questions regarding the situation, I will be happy to answer them.

[He sets the box down, and true to his word, there are envelopes with each guest's name on it, and inside it is your assigned job, starting date, and two different Magic Cards.]

Comments

[mister_mystery]

Drunk? Naaaaah, it must be juhhh. Jet-lag or, or something.

[Luckily for now, Stan is a sleepy kind of drunk, swaying on his feet like that.]

What...did you do to me? Why does my mouth taste like champagne? It's not even the good kind. Whisky is better.

[itsthecount]

I didn't do anything to you, that's your alcoholism talking.

[mister_mystery]

But I haven't had a drink in months, I--

[Floor, meet Stan. He's going to be like this for awhile.]

Hello??? Where did he go?

[itsthecount]

Ah, yes, the ramblings of a drunkard. Always trying to push their problems on to others. Tch. I'll be making my leave, but I shall be sure to lift your wallet off of you so you no longer have dirty booze mone-

[he just fuckin. stumbles into an elephant.

and trips.]

[mister_mystery]

But that's myyyyyyy job! I don't even carry a wallet. [It's half true, he mostly carries maybe five on him at all times, none belonging to him] Oh there you are! [this is how friendships work, right? smack dab on the floor]

[itsthecount]

...I feel as though I have had maaaannnyyyyy containers of boxed wine.

[Theyre friends now.]

But with none of the satisfaction.

[mister_mystery]

I hate ta say I told ya so but IIIIIIIII told you soooooooo! That's one fuckin' uh....elephant wine. They use this stuff on elephants???? [cue some drunken arm-waving and pointing. this friendship is already golden he can sense it]

[itsthecount]

I-it must be some sort of elep-[hic] tranquility...something.

[mister_mystery]

Elephantquillizerrr, got it. Wait-

[There's a moment of sobriety as he remembers something.]

Waiiit- what's that card say? Y'know the magic- Card- Thing?

[itsthecount]

..."Pink Elephant Parade."