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progresscity2018-04-07 12:59 am
flowersonthewall) wrote in progresscity2018-04-07 12:59 am
Entry tags:
Mimee-mimuh meep.
Who: Beaker and anyone who decides to join him
What: Going to work, exploring, dying on the inside
Where: Ellen's Lab, Mall of the Future, any area with food
When: Thursday/Friday
Warnings: none at the moment!
[Beaker's absolutely terrified to start work. Ever since Rod's announcement, he's been psyching himself out over all the possibilities of what Ellen might be like. He doesn't do well, taken out of his comfort zone of working with hiscrush co-worker and friend that he's known and worked with since the 60s.
It takes an awful lot of self-encouragement to bring himself to the door of Ellen's lab, and even more to knock, and even more to actually open the door. Where is she? Sure, Beaker's about 40 minutes early for work, but still.
Very, very cautiously, Beaker starts to explore the lab, meeping to himself.
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Regardless of how the meeting with Ellen goes, Beaker can later be found trying to get food. Whether he's at the food court, near the dole whip stand, or somewhere else, for those of you in food service, this is probably a good time to hawk your wares to someone who probably cannot escape your grasp or your enthusiasm. Or you could just take his order like a normal person.
So long as you can get his order right.
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On Friday, Beaker can be found at the Mall of the Future. He looks kind of overwhelmed but is definitely looking for... something. He keeps looking at all the store names and peering into their windows but not actually going in. He may need help finding what he's looking for.]
What: Going to work, exploring, dying on the inside
Where: Ellen's Lab, Mall of the Future, any area with food
When: Thursday/Friday
Warnings: none at the moment!
[Beaker's absolutely terrified to start work. Ever since Rod's announcement, he's been psyching himself out over all the possibilities of what Ellen might be like. He doesn't do well, taken out of his comfort zone of working with his
It takes an awful lot of self-encouragement to bring himself to the door of Ellen's lab, and even more to knock, and even more to actually open the door. Where is she? Sure, Beaker's about 40 minutes early for work, but still.
Very, very cautiously, Beaker starts to explore the lab, meeping to himself.
---
Regardless of how the meeting with Ellen goes, Beaker can later be found trying to get food. Whether he's at the food court, near the dole whip stand, or somewhere else, for those of you in food service, this is probably a good time to hawk your wares to someone who probably cannot escape your grasp or your enthusiasm. Or you could just take his order like a normal person.
So long as you can get his order right.
---
On Friday, Beaker can be found at the Mall of the Future. He looks kind of overwhelmed but is definitely looking for... something. He keeps looking at all the store names and peering into their windows but not actually going in. He may need help finding what he's looking for.]
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[He's practically bellowing to catch the pink guys attention. Already trying to run him out of business is he? Not if he can help it! If Plankton truly thinks he can run a subpar fake whip stand against his tasty and delicious and even more popular dole whips, he's got another thing coming.
He produces two dole whips and slides them across the counter top.]
Any friend of plankton is a friend of mine! These are on the house! [wait a minute] These are buy one get one half-off! [much better]
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[That's... huh. Weird. But apparently, this big guy's friends with Plankton, so surely it won't hurt to turn around and start walking to his stand, right...?]
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Krabs probably can't see it from all the way over there, but he squints and glares across the plaza for a second or two, shouting over towards the other food stand--]
If you ever call us friends again those will be the last words you ever speak!
[--and then he addresses Beaker again.]
Henchman. We need to have a discussion about company loyalty and how we don't trust our lying, scheming competitors who try to win us over with half-rate food. I mean, come on. We all know Citrus Swirls are superior to-- to some stupid Dole Whip. What even is a Dole Whip, am I right? Sounds disgusting, if you ask me.
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Beaker's... very confused, but he turns back towards Plankton, preparing to walk back to his stand. He's pretty sure Plankton will yell at him if he doesn't, so it's not really worth it.
Maybe Krabs can try a little harder...]