The OC Job Fair

"Extra arms! Man, that would definitely come in handy! Now I can finally fix instruments while still conducting! Or I could play two different instruments at the same time! You have no idea how much time I've lost having to stop rehearsal just to tighten a screw!"

"Hey, speaking of my band, I need someone to help me out here! Because of how messy the school here is with scheduling, I have to run marching band tryouts the exact same time as our spring concert! I need someone to conduct the concert for me! The music's not hard! It just has a lot of tempo and time changes, and a solo... and a cadenza... You'll be fine! I'd ask this music teacher I know over at the elementary, but he locks his doors whenever he sees me, for some reason."

"Mmmm, I'll seeeee what I can do!  I don't believe I've ever conducted a full concert, but I do loooove complicated music...and with three heads and four arms, I think you'll find I'm eeeeexcellent at keeping up with it!"

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"...But, you knowww... I have an art show coming up veeeery soon, and I'd like more...mmm, variety among the works displayed.  By which, I mean all the work currently in line to go up at the show was submitted by the same few artists.  Are there any intrepid aaaartists about who'd like to submit their work?  Perhaps...paint, draw, sculpt something for me?

...Someone.  Anyone.  I'm a critic, yes, and a snake, but I promise I won't bite."

*shy mew* um excuse me is the job still open ..... i have been drawing since i was a child and um recently i have been sculpting different types of anatomy...i didnt graduate at fine arts but as you can see i have talent... *nods* yes please.. accept my profolio!!

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I am currently studying to be a doctor .. but i really do need an investigator you ..... my siblings and i are finding someone is there any good scout or detective out there ...... if so please contect me it would be a huge help.

"Maybe when I'm not on tour, I can come over? I own and know a fair amount about EMDogs, I'm sure your Dogs are- Oh, your colleague? I mean, sure, I'd be willing to do it"

"I've got some bad news, our drummer has gotten really sick and we need someone to fill in for them. I'm talking really sick. This is the last and largest stop on the tour and we can't just cancel it. We're expecting large numbers, so you might need to be prepared for that. In exchange, we'll give you a Lifetime VIP access for our shows and some of the money from the show and the sales that will happens."

"Oh, that's... really unfortunate. Hope they make a quick recovery. In the meantime... I'm a drummer? I'm not used to drawing anywhere near the crowds you guys are but, ah, it's what I can do that matters. It's not like I've... gotta do any talking, yeah?" Sharpie gives a stilted kind of laugh, "Well... if you're open to letting me try covering for your guy we'd better get rehearsing; with this kind of shakeup we'll all be needing as much preparation as we can get. I'm confident, but it's your choice if I'm up to scratch. These seem like high stakes, after all."

"Right, so... Sal & I are set to tie the knot soon. Well, soon-ish... we're still organising. One of the things we're looking out for is someone who can do us some nice wedding invitations. Classy stuff, y'know? A good calligrapher's what we need. There'll be something in the ballpark of a hundred guests so you'll have quite a bit to do, but we'd pay you the going price. If you or someone you know could be up for the task, do get in touch!"

"Wedding invitations?!" Kamiko's eyes glisten with fervor as she takes Sharpie's hands into hers. "I'm so happy for you! You're gonna have a happily ever after!" She releases his hands from her grip as she unsheathes a pair of gleaming scissors from her dress. "I can whip you up the perfect design! I can find some really nice stencils too! I know this is important, so i'll do my best to make invitations that'll share your happiness with everyone you know! Just leave it to me!!"

"Sooooo!!" The collage artist fiddles with one of the colourful strips of paper fastened to her hair. "My dad's birthday party is coming up and i've got the decorations covered, the card, the presents, the wrapping paper! I've got just about everything ready for him personally..." She cocks her head to the side and her cheeks flush slightly. "...except for the cake! I can't really cook... or bake! I thought about buying a battenburg cake but that's just what'd make me happy! What I want is a cake that an adult would enjoy! Does anyone know someone who could bake the best birthday cake ever??"

"You want ME to make you a cake? Are you serious,girlie-girl?" Alistair chuckled out as he stared at the little girl, after some seconds he smiled brightly clapping his hands together.

"Of course! I love sweets, but yeah you know my brother is a pain sometimes... he doesn't like sweets!! I think that he is crazy or something like that" he exclaimed quickly rambling off his thought. Well, since he had a pretty bad sweetooth and buying sweets everyday was expensive he learned himself how to bake them.

He would usually use a lot of sugar but since his brother, after a while, felt nauseous he had to make some... "alternatives", well, they were more balanced.

"Oh sorry girl, I got lost. Well, don't worry, leave it to me. I'm going to make a very good cake but... you know..." he started feeling kind of bad for asking some money from a sixteen years old. Taking a big breat he shaked his head, this would probably be his first job that he worked without any payment.

"Nothing, here's my address, just come around later and your cake will be ready."

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"Ok, it's kind of embarassing to say this but...I made a big mistake and when I say big I'm meaning enormous" taking a deep breath he started to pace around the room.

"I need someone to take care of this thing... you see, I have put myself in some deepshit with the Mafia. I usually would have taken care of it myself but I don't want to change city or make a ruckus with the police. So, take care of this and I will return the favor" he stopped moving his tail nervously as his eyes locked on the person in front of him.

"I have some influences myself and I'm pretty strong, but if you want a payment I can give you that. Just fix my lil' problem without killing anyone."

"I suppose I could reschedule my nap in order to help you, dearie. I'll take care of everything, don't you worry~ As for payment, I've no need of influence or money. Your siblings, however... They're rather important to you, aren't they~?"

"I've become rather busy, you see. Terrible, I know. What's even worse is that there's an online auction ending in about two hours. Do you see that, dearie? That's a one-of-a-kind chair. Has a built in fridge, you see. Have you any idea how embarrassing it would be if I, Sloth, didn't have something like that? I NEED it. And I need YOU to bid on it while I'm away. I should be back just after the auction. Feel free to add some items you may want into the shopping cart, darling."

You put Sotarotta into a cage and show him what to do, every time a new bid comes in, a red light glows and he has to press the 'Bid' button in order to get a piece of cheese. After a few tutorials, followed by a live trial, he seems to understand it and squeaks in joy as the light turns on by itself and he presses the button, getting the cheese once more.

Sotarotta's owner has been involved with an accident and now the Maus Mouse needs a temporary owner. On the list you find, there is a set of rules (Including when Sotarotta usually eats, what they eat, ETC.) which is followed by what you will get as reward: Cash, looks like a lot.

          "What an interesting fellow! He even has a gun turret!" 

          With energetic exclamations, the warship android scoops the tiny mechanical creature up with fondness. But he quickly gets a sense of danger when that exact turret now aims right in his face. "Oops...you don't like that? Sorry, I'll let you go." Putting the smaller robot on his bed, Panteleyev reads the instruction thoroughly. "I hope he won't cause much damage here? This living quarter is constructed with strengthened structure to house androids like me. With it locates in a military base...this should be the best place for him to stay temporarily. Also...I don't think his squeaks can be more annoying than Boryushka-nii constantly yelling at Vovka-nii. I'm curious who created him and for what purpose? The Russian Army engineers should create something similar! I'd really love to have one as a pet myself!"

          "Ah, and another thing. Can he eat cheese flavored Japanese snack, I wonder?"

          "I need help from someone who lives in Japan, please! My brother Boryushka keeps annihilating my stash of Japanese snacks and cup ramen any chance he gets! Q[]Q;;;; It's always difficult for me to go buy some myself because he monitors my activities closely." His pleading is amusingly desperate for an android that shouldn't care much about food.  

           "So I need somebody who lives in Japan to send me some snacks through mail service in a disguise of something else! Like...stuffing them in a suitcase or inside a guitar, any idea you can think of as if you're trying to smuggle them through airport security! Most important though, please, please write the address of sender as 'Yokosuka Naval Base'!! That way my brother should be less suspicious since I'm in a relatively good term with the American warship androids stationed in Japan! I hope that shouldn't be a problem...I mean, you can lie about the address with no trouble if the package is received, right? And of course I'm paying you for the trouble, postal service fee and the snacks price included!"

Devian nodded, smile stretching in a crooked line across his lips. "That should be no problem. I have contacts all over the world who can get that to you without issue. In fact, even if the packages are discovered, they will be in no way traced back to you. I don't often run delivery, but for you, I'm sure I can make an exception. I guarantee your snack safety," there was a small chuckle, "and your satisfaction with my services. Do we have a deal?"

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Devian steeped his fingers before leaning forwards in his chair, eyes boring holes in your face. "I need a favour. An organisation is... interested in me and what I do for a living. It's becoming rather irksome and my employees are finding it increasingly difficult to carry out my instructions without issue. I'm looking for someone who might be able to move around to destinations I send to them, and teach some of this organisation's agents a little lesson about poking their noses in my business. " He smiles, leaning back in his chair again, a pen spinning through slender fingers. "I can assure you, money is no problem."

"A babysitter for your sis, eh? I don't mind takin' her under my wing so long as we can have a little talk about the payment." Molly grins, revealing her sharp teeth almost wolfishly. "I may not look the part, but I'm a real trustworthy fella so long as you pay up. I know a thing or two about farming an' English and the such, all the proper skills a gal should know. I also wouldn't mind offerin' her a mattress and my home-cooked meals too if that's all good, I tend to prefer the countryside afta' all. And, er, as far as payment... I have a couple of my ol' folks I'd like to see again... I can give ya more details later on, perchance." She holds up her hoof for a handshake, red eyes staring viciously into Alexandre's.

"I'm lookin' for someone to help me locate a few, er, ol' friends of yours truly, if you get the gist. I have their previous addresses and anything you might need to know, I just need a general synopsis of their schedules and homes  for the time being, no interactions required. No questions asked, thank you. I'd go myself, but, y'see, I don't think they'd take seein' their cousin like this all that lightly," She explains, gesturing towards the wolf fur draped over her body. "No questions asked. I can offer more details over a drink later on, I'd rather be discreet for now. As far as payment, I don't have all that much, but I'll guarantee ya' a favor when you need it, kay?" She winks dryly, then drops down her number. "Tell me if ya' know anyone."