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Does your OC need a job? Good news, we're hiring!
In this game, the first person will post IC as a character who is looking to hire someone to do a job. Maybe they're looking for someone to help out at the business they own or work for, someone to join their band, a supervillain's sidekick, a maid or personal chef? Maybe they're just looking to hire someone to babysit, mow their lawn, do their taxes, or hide a body. You know, normal things. The sky's the limit; you can have your OC look to hire anyone for any reason whatsoever.
The next person will answer the interviewer IC, explaining why they're the OC for the job, and then describe the job they need someone to do. Sound simple enough?
Rules:
- You are NOT ALLOWED to skip anyone in this thread. If you cannot see the post above you because the poster or you have blocked each other, wait for another person to comment before replying to the thread. Feel free to bump the thread to encourage others to participate!
- Let two people post before going again, and try to vary the characters you post here.
- Be nice and have fun!
I'll start with this guy. "I have a problem with a giant robot menacing the TV studio I work at, so I need to hire some... kind of security to deal with this guy. Tell me why you're the person for this job."
"Dessscribe what you want, and prehapsss I can make you a sssuitible replacement, but it may cossst a little more if you want anything... Ssspecific added to the desssign."
"Ssspeaking of prossstheticsss, I would rather like to ssspice mine up. If anyone isss and artissst, I would be willing to pay for a nice pattern or sssomething that ssssaysss more about me."
"ok i will draw spiders all over ur prosthetics"
"i need someone to do something very important for me. i need them to make me chocolate chip cookies."
"Something really that simple? Okay! I'm a little rusty at it, but my dad has taught me how to make them!"
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"I need someone to help me out. I'm all out of money and I need a heck ton of candy for the next month! In return.... uh... I'll make sure you have a very merry christmas!"
"What a cute child we have here! Then it's a deal, I'll buy you a lot of candy and you'll help me with a christmas party. Sounds good?"
"Hmm, I have a little problem, I need to deliver this letter to a dear friend of mine, the thing is, I need it to be delivered TODAY, I could go myself but I'm busy with work, his house is 5 hours away from here. "
"Reward? Of course! I'll pay a lot for your help! Take the direction of his house and come back for your reward."
He scans the bomb carefully, or rather, been staring at it for the past one minute and a half. The timer of the bomb keeps ticking, and he still does nothing until it hits 0, and the bomb does explode, with the severity of an exploding balloon.
The Keeper of Reality shoots her an innocent grin. "You're welcome."
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"Huh, I dunno," he says absently, playing little games with his hands and gloves. "Could you watch over my favorite li'l puppet over here? I made a bet with my sib that he wouldn't kill anyone in 3 days, so that's how long you need to watch over him and make sure he doesn't take anyone's lives. Maiming is fine." He waves his gloved hand around.
"Careful, he bites," his sentence ends with a snicker.
He was lead to believe this would be a lot more difficult given the nature of his charge. The 'puppet' in question is a restless and powerful one at that, but Donovan found the fallen angel intriguing and gave them the benefit of a doubt. After all, Wil is an intelligent and sentient being, and as all sorts go, their actions can be manipulated through rhyme or reason. No need to try overpowering a reality warping fiend. "AlI gotta do is, you know, keep you from killing anyone."
The means he uses at first are... unconventional. At first Donovan grows insufferably curious about Wil, what they are and what they do, but eventually the interrogation grows painfully daunting. The young god then finds he has about fifty other things that need getting done and nearly leaves before using some strange form of power to make the fallen angel willfully follow along like a loyal pup. He keeps Wil at his heel while dealing with Lovecraftian Progenitors and evil godling clones--the usual order, goading Wil into assisting against these nasty beasties. The Ringmaster likely has to find him after three days because Donovan managed to lose track of time completely. Poor Wil has essentially been under the intense spell of godly charisma and beauty, which mind you, isn't easy to maintain. Especially over this wily one, lemme tell you. But it did help to provide challenges that could resist reality bending effects and pose a threat against reality itself.
"He's been aight," Donovan admits upon the final day. "Better behaved than that time baby--sheesh."
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"Eh...right. Yeah, I've got something you can do maybe. How good are you with animals? I've got these ducks yeah? But I need to find one that looks untouchable in this tiny duck suit and tie. I can't break their hearts and pick a favorite so ah...if you got a good eye my Glory's in your hands."
Wyatt looks at all the picture he gets and comments on each on them "...This one looks cool, and this one, and this one, and this one, and this one..." He keeps doing this, before sending a message "Why not do all of them? They'd all look snazzy and cute, I bet you could share the suit amongst ALL of them, then they'd all be happy. Oh, Oh, maybe you could put them into cute little shows, and get more money, to get more suits, then they can all have their own suits."
"I need a private investigator to come up the arctic, someone's been stealing my animal cookies and I don't know who it is. They're cookies that look like animals. I don't know what the reward is... Maybe some animal cookies? If you want them?"
"Uh...I can keep an eye out for some for you!" ^^ "I see beetles often...if you consider those large, scary, beetle-like things that enjoy killing my kind, beetles..." --- "Does anyone want to help me find some gems in the mines? I need some to make necklaces and other jewelry. I haven't made anything in a while and I need some new supplies since I lost most of the things I used to have to make them..."
Bandai thinks for a second "You know, if you want to romantic, you gotta think big. I can show you a good spot or two and mayhaps give you a couple capsules that would make everything... Interesting. Just hit me up if that sounds good enough for you."
"So, I've been fucking around with some of my capsules, and I've accidently created a blue dragon when I wanted a pink one, don't ask me how or why, but I have. I think some kind of monster hunter might be needed. I would talk to them, but they clearly can't quite speak proper English or long sentences. But whatever, just kill it, I'll pay you in favours and letting you have a couple parts of the dragon, but I might as well keep the head, so don't even think about it."
"Aw, shit. I ain't gonna stand up for that, that's color eliticism! Give me your dragon friend, I'll take care of 'im! Us dragons gotta keep each other safe and all that! Nobody's gonna kill any dragon in fronna me!"
"As for me though, anybody want to help me hide my treasure hoard? Look, I know keeping it all in a cave is suuuper primitive, but if I kept it anywhere else like some bank or whatever they'll suck my hoard dry for all it's worth! Look, just help me hide it and you can take a few things you want. Crowns? Jewels? Coins? Take like, three things and hide the rest."