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progresscity2018-04-18 03:37 pm
kindaruledatit) wrote in progresscity2018-04-18 03:37 pm
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Who: Wendy and Daria, and YOU!
What: Two girls, serving food and sass
Where: Pizza Planet, Hollywood Studios
When: 15th-ish
Warnings: Extra cheesy
A: Working Hard
[As far as restaurants went in the Hollywood studios area, you could definitely do worse than Pizza Planet. The space-themed restaurant managed to stand out from its surroundings, and also fit in entirely with the style of the park itself. Large robotic-looking animatronics guard the front doors, giving way as you enter into a world of arcades and good that is Actually Not Bad. Not to mention varied, beyond just pizza. Wendy's opinion was firm, there were definitely worse places to work.
Of course, Wendy wasn't alone in this. Thankfully, she had Daria. Between the two of them working the registers, it's a wonder that everyone's getting their orders so quickly. But they're here anyway, ready to take your order! Or not. At least they're supposed to.]
B: Hardly Working
[Break time! Music to Wendy's ears. Is is actually break time? Maybe. What are you gonna say about it? As far as right now goes, there's just enough time for her to shrug off responsibilities and go check out the plethora of arcade machines in here.
From space-themed cabinets, to space-themed crane machines, to even the stranger things, like... whatever this is referencing. Either way, Wendy's currently owning at it, smacking down every alien head that pops out of the body with the practiced finesse of someone that's really good at hitting things.
And if she runs out of time, well, the storage compartment for the coin slot sure is wide open right now.]
[OOC: Replies will come from both Wendy and Daria!]
What: Two girls, serving food and sass
Where: Pizza Planet, Hollywood Studios
When: 15th-ish
Warnings: Extra cheesy
A: Working Hard
[As far as restaurants went in the Hollywood studios area, you could definitely do worse than Pizza Planet. The space-themed restaurant managed to stand out from its surroundings, and also fit in entirely with the style of the park itself. Large robotic-looking animatronics guard the front doors, giving way as you enter into a world of arcades and good that is Actually Not Bad. Not to mention varied, beyond just pizza. Wendy's opinion was firm, there were definitely worse places to work.
Of course, Wendy wasn't alone in this. Thankfully, she had Daria. Between the two of them working the registers, it's a wonder that everyone's getting their orders so quickly. But they're here anyway, ready to take your order! Or not. At least they're supposed to.]
B: Hardly Working
[Break time! Music to Wendy's ears. Is is actually break time? Maybe. What are you gonna say about it? As far as right now goes, there's just enough time for her to shrug off responsibilities and go check out the plethora of arcade machines in here.
From space-themed cabinets, to space-themed crane machines, to even the stranger things, like... whatever this is referencing. Either way, Wendy's currently owning at it, smacking down every alien head that pops out of the body with the practiced finesse of someone that's really good at hitting things.
And if she runs out of time, well, the storage compartment for the coin slot sure is wide open right now.]
[OOC: Replies will come from both Wendy and Daria!]
The One Where it's Just the Two "B"s
She kept to herself, and to her duties so she could waddle back to her apartment to do the same. Surviving. Right. It was what she had to do last time. She half expected for her friends to be around outside as she clocked out but, well, they weren't here. Obviously.
That was a pretty big bummer, but she didn't want to let it get her down like last time. Still though.
-Right, going home. She packed her station and found Wendy by the arcade machines.]
Hey, you coming? It's closing time. Time to go to our temporary home.
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[It had been another long, and frankly exciting, day working at the restaurant. And, like always, Wendy was happy to see it end.
She finishes up her last game, diligently attempting the highscore on the Whack-a-alien for the eighth time today. Sometimes it might feel like she took more time to focus on her games than her work, but she kept up at a reasonable pace with Daria. Like the other times, she manages to make her way near the top, but just can' quite reach it. The machine mocks her with it's chiptune alien sounds.]
Yeah, yeah you're lucky I can get my coins back.
[which she does, moving to grab her money and re-attach the coin storage plate; one of the small perks of working here, besides the food. For a job she hadn't actually applied for, or wanted at first, it was... pretty sweet.]
You all ready to go?
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[Oh, she was watching that go on in the various times of the day. She watched it enough to start asking curious questions. Daria tilted her head as she looked at the machine.]
I guess the perks of this place include not letting the aliens take your money. You've been trying at that high score a lot.
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[Curse you... whatever your name is.]
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[...Oh what the hell. Without so much of a word, she threw in some change into the machine on a whim. She's not actually losing out on money doing it, right?]
So, I'll test a theory. Let's see if my monthly arcade budget actually came in handy. Or if it's that cheap.
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[A somewhat noncommittal noise from the back of her throat, like she wasn't bothered by it, just disappointed. And why not? She put some time into this!
Which makes Daria's offer so generous. sure, she can just go in and get Daria's money back after this, but...]
Wow, really? You want me to keep playing? [Shrug?] Alright, I can do that.
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[Hah.]