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Management ([personal profile] shiftmanager) wrote in [community profile] theelmemeium2023-03-11 01:47 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME #2


Welcome to the second test drive of [community profile] theelysium!

Test drive threads may be considered game canon if all participants wish to maintain the CR developed here.

The game is invite-only, closed to friends of the moderators and those invited by current players. Current players may submit invitations at any time. If you are interested in joining the game but do not know anyone involved, you may reach out to the mod team to request an invitation for the current app round.

If you have any questions about the setting, here are some links to the game's premise and setting information pages.

Thank you for playing! We're excited to have you.

ARRIVAL When you came to, you were mid-conversation with someone you've never seen before, nodding along to instructions that seem to evaporate into the air after they're spoken aloud. You've been welcomed into the industry, given your ID and uniform, and escorted to the back of house. It seemed natural then to just go along with it, to be cordial and pleasant, no matter how insincere it might have been.

They asked you to sit for a while and gather your bearings, and so you sit. The rest settles slowly as you adjust and find the rest of yourself returning. At least the couches are soft.

The room is dark, lit only by a rotating set of colored lights that move across a determined track, bathing the collected employees in bright shades of blue, pink, and violet. Some tables are internally lit in fluorescent shades, surrounding everything in a hazy glow. Distantly, a thumping vibration shakes the southmost wall, indicating something terribly noisy on the other side.

But at the north, a wall panel springs to life, revealing a mustached man who smiles at them warmly. They can try to interject, but it seems to be a prerecorded message; he doesn't pause or acknowledge them in the slightest as he welcomes them.

"The Elysium is proud of how well the new employees have been settling in! The service has maintained its impeccable reputation, and early performance reviews are returning with high marks. Things are already improving greatly now that they've weeded out the bad seeds with the last round of firings. And after the things they tried, good riddance to all of them.

"But for now, onwards and upwards! The interior design folks should be just about done clearing out the last of the Valentine's stuff, so that should be the last chocolate heart anyone has to stomach for a while. We've got the requests in for next month, and it sounds like the High Roller wants to see his kid have a good time for her birthday. It’ll get busy pretty soon, so we’ve brought on some more staff to help out. We’ll hold on to the good ones and get rid of the rest. Hope you all still fit into your old prom dresses."

WORKING THE EVENT FLOOR This time around, the Elysium's resources are dedicated to a massive sweet sixteen celebration. Event spaces are fully decked out with balloons and banquet tables full of candies and sweets, which are all arranged to be bite-sized without risk of ruining anyone's makeup. There are enormous piles of presents stacked everywhere, as requested by the guest of honor.

The Birthday Girl herself can be kind of a handful. Clubs will regularly find themselves tasked with acting as her bodyguard, a fairly standard affair. The trouble is that she’s a shapeshifter and regularly uses that talent to escape discipline or reproach. She might have been a petite brunette at the start of your shift, but by the end of things you may find yourself chasing after a blonde unicorn who’s impulsively decided to go for a gallop through the lobby. She’s prone to obsessing over something for a short while before discarding it in favor of the next distraction, which might prove beneficial to anyone who happens to be on her security team. Even if you don’t have a particular use for that solid-gold charm bracelet she tried to throw in the trash, there’s probably a buyer out there somewhere. Consider it a tip for having to spend an entire day listening to a spoiled rich girl complain about her first world problems. However, it might be best to donate it to one of your co-workers as an apology after the Birthday Girl has ripped up a deck of cards while denying she lost or disrupted a soulful ballad while yelling about how bored she was. At times, she even seems drunk – How did she even get access to tequila?? Keeping her away from the adult-only spaces might turn into a full-time job on its own.

For some reason, the high roller seemed concerned that their event might yield a low turnout. In an effort to stack the odds in favor of success, the resort has invited some extra guests from a number of other places and times. As a result, the event spaces seem particularly packed with bodies, creating a heavier-than-usual demand for service, particularly when it comes to the Spades and Hearts. Is it worth the time it takes to explain to the man in the powdered wig that he doesn’t need to worry about whether the British are coming? Perhaps your time will be better spent making sure that the waist-high green people stop trying to eat the poker chips. They say that the Squid People like to do simultaneous six-armed shots; best of luck to the bartenders tasked with keeping up with the wide variance of body types and needs. And that’s not even getting started with trying to clean up after the slimy trails left behind by the giant slugs.

Most of the guests have never met the Birthday Girl herself, but all of them seem convinced that she's the greatest friend who deserves absolutely all of this. It's something that some employees might experience firsthand, because any off-duty employee who steps into an event space will find themselves abruptly joining the guestlist. Whatever they were wearing before is suddenly replaced with a gown or suit more suitable for a teenager looking to dance the night away. It might be disorienting for some of the elders, if it didn’t come along with the brightness that comes from suddenly reliving a bygone youth, transformed back to the mentality they had at the age of sixteen. Their bodies might be the same, but they'll shed all that emotional growth and maturity that makes old people boring. If you were a preppy teen, live a little and come celebrate! If you were more of a goth, no one will judge you for stomping around sulking as you take advantage of the free food and spend the next three hours complaining about conformists. The important thing is to get people together having their version of a good time. If you get so caught up that you forget to sleep before your next shift, that's a problem for the future.

Diamonds will face different challenges as they do their best to please guests along this theme. Many of them will be regulated to performing generic pop music and birthday standards, trying to lead line dances and inspire audience participation. Barkers and cigarette girls might have a harder time switching tactics to appeal to a party full of people behaving like raunchy teens. Those who normally play classical music will find themselves booed and jeered, and anyone who dresses with a high hemline or a low neckline will find that the level of catcalling is more aggressive than usual. Maybe that’s what you want, though. It sounds like the tips will be nice throughout this event, at least. The adult-only workers might have it easier, but they might want to check passcards for everyone’s real ages every now and again. With everything going on, it’s a little hard to tell who might be cheating the system.
FEATURED GAME: PIÑATAS AND PONIES What’s a birthday party without some fun on the side? Staff members running the featured games will take a role of either Pony or Handler, assigned independently of one’s normal suit affiliation. Ponies are stuffed into enormous piñata mascot outfits, hunched over and awkwardly ambling with limited sight, all to appeal to the Birthday Girl and her throngs of guests. Handlers are there to act as festively-dressed organizers, charged with keeping order while the ponies and guests interact. Part of these shifts require intense trust between employees; ponies are awfully vulnerable in those outfits, especially when the more chaotic games get going!

On a rotating schedule, Pony/Handler pairs will be called upon to facilitate a number of services. Pony Rides are available to guests who request them. Handlers will help boost up a guest and allow them a casual ride upon a pony’s bright pastel back. This serves as a fun distraction as much as it can become a transportation service. Party shoes hurt, after all! As the party goes on past a week, some guests feel more entitled to demand rides to carry them even short distances.

When not being used as beasts of burden, they are the centerpiece of a running game. During a round of Pin the Tail on the Piñata, guests take turns being blindfolded and sent towards the pony with a long paper mache tail and the intent to attach the tail to the mascot costume. Unfortunately, getting it to fit properly means that the tail piece is fitted with a fairly substantial spike at the end. But it’s fine! There’s no way a guest can get at the person inside the costume even if they miss the cushioned rear end. Probably. Nobody’s actually had a chance to test it before things went live. But it’s most likely safe for employees. Guess everyone will find out at the same time. And hey, maybe if they damage a pony outfit enough, candy might pop out. Fun for the whole family!

Over in the adult spaces, some of the folks on staff have been modifying the costumes to get into ponyplay, but that’s to be expected with those types. They’re always finding a way to have a different kind of fun. (And is that the Birthday Girl trying on a harness?? She shouldn’t even be allowed in that area! Someone should probably do something about that.)

OOC And here's our first event, ready to kick off March with a little celebration and perhaps a few hijinks. If you have questions, feel free to direct them here.

And if you think this game might be a good fit for some friends, invitations are now open for the upcoming app round.
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Demitri || NPC

[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-11 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
(back of house, to current employees)
Near the start of the event, a man has grabbed the shift schedule from its place on the wall and is adjusting things with light pencil marks, frowning as he glances up from time to time at the group settled around the common spaces. He mumbles to himself as he edits and adjusts numbers, murmuring about the truckloads that are getting dumped in. Every now and again, he looks up with a small huff, his eyebrows softening in an apology for the ask he's about to make.

"Hey, I know you're not supposed to clock in until later, but is there any way I could talk you into putting in a few extra hours today? It's going to get worse before it gets better, and we're going to need some extra hands if we want everyone to have a minute to sit down today. It's probably going to be bad even with all the new hires."

It might just be the first time anyone has asked for consent since the newest staff arrived. This might be the right kind of leverage to get some other questions answered.

(back of house, to new hires)
The newbies come in usual varieties. Some are frightened and confused. Many are angry and looking for answers no one can give them. When he's off-duty, Demitri lingers around the shift schedule and timeclock, greeting people who look particularly new.

"Hey, I don't think I've seen you around before. Did you just start?"
Edited 2023-03-11 07:43 (UTC)
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current employees

[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-11 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Lalo can usually tell when an ask is actually a demand. Mostly because he himself is very practiced in the art of asking what seems like a question, but is in fact actually an order in disguise with only one right reaction!

Strongly suspecting that his response to this question doesn't actually matter, Lalo decides to take his time actually answering it.

Lounging on the couch with his feet propped up on one of the tables, he doesn't answer the actual right away. Instead, he seems fixated on his self-created game of tossing candied almonds in the air, and catching them in his mouth.

Instead, he gives Demitri a bright grin. "Hey! Demitri, right? It's Lalo. Nice to properly meet you face-to-face, amigo. You're always so busy. Feel like I haven't gotten the chance to introduce myself." He will reach out, to foist the bag of almonds into Demitri's hands. Then he lays down on the sofa, mouth open.

"Toss one! I'm gonna try to see if I still catch 'em lying down."

They'll get around to talking about Demitri's request. Eventually. First, they're going to talk about what Lalo wants to talk about, and the best way to do that, he figures, is to establish just who is guiding the conversation here.

Plus, he really does want to see if he can catch them in his mouth lying down!
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Jane Margolis | Breaking Bad | OTA

[personal profile] copacetic 2023-03-11 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
ON DUTY: I.T. (HEARTS ♥)
Jane's not totally in the dark about how technology works, okay. She can work her cell phone just fine, and she can figure out how to install a VCR on her own.

But this shit is next level. Jane is informed she'll be working the I.T. helpdesk today, and despite her protests that this is a level of technology she's not prepared to work with, she's left alone in a room with only a network of various computers and the persistent hum of the fluorescent ceiling lights.

She swallows and sits down. Completely unsure what she's doing, she hits one button.

The entire building isn't affected, thank God, but certain floors loose power completely and go dark as the lights shut off. Unaware of what she's done, thinking nothing has happened, Jane squints at the computer screen and clicks a mouse. Still nothing, from her perspective. However, on some other floors -- not the ones that have gone dark! -- strobe lights appear from the ceiling along with the steady pulse of club music.

Maybe you're on one of the floors affected? Or maybe you've been sent to find her and figure out what's going on. Either way, better knock on the door and let her know what she's doing.

ON DUTY: RESTAURANT (HEARTS ♥)
Jane usually acts as the restaurant assistant manager, most of the time. Occasionally, she's shunted to other places -- the front desk of the hotel, cleaning rooms, one time they even tried to make her do I.T. but that was such a disaster they just said never again -- but mostly, they seem to have decided that the hotel's 24/7 cafe is where she fits best.

Today, it's overrun by unruly teenagers, and she's made the executive decision to kick all of them out. Fuck the guest list, fuck the high rollers, these munchkins all gots to go. She puts in a very annoyed call to security, and if you're a Club, you might find her standing outside the restaurant with her hands on her hips, saying, "Took you long enough," in a decidedly annoyed tone.

If you're off-duty and a customer yourself, she might come up to you and apologize. "Hey. Sorry about all the ruckus. We're trying to do something about it."
Edited 2023-03-11 19:54 (UTC)
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Jorji Costava | Papers Please | OTA

[personal profile] mrpersistent 2023-03-11 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
OFF-DUTY
Hey, kids!

You know what's a great idea? Go up to the strange adult man who is only beckoning to teenagers and people who look like they might be teenagers. This is surely an A+ plan and nothing can go wrong.

Jorji lurks outside the door of one of the adult-only playspaces, never going inside, just crooking a finger to beckon anybody who looks young enough to not be allowed to enter.

"Pssst," he says, when they approach. "I got good deal for you. You want inside? Take a look." He will open a large brown trenchcoat to reveal...that he's totally normally dressed under there, you pervert, but he reaches into a pocket and withdraws several stolen adult passcards.

"Is good deal! You trade your passcard to me. I give you one of these. It say you adult if anybody checks." He makes an exaggerated show of winking.

OFF-DUTY, PT. 2.
If you definitely are an adult and don't pass for a kid, Jorji may attempt to avoid you. To an absolutely suspicious degree. If you're an on-duty Club, he may take off running the second he sees you.

If he thinks you can be trusted, though, he may approach and gleefully tell you of his scheme. "Hey. Hey, you. Come here. I have business opportunity for you. Good opportunity. Make a lot of chips." He grins at you.

Once again, subtlety and discretion elude him.
Edited 2023-03-11 20:16 (UTC)
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ON DUTY: RESTAURANT

[personal profile] fiftyfiftypartner 2023-03-11 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Having been a somewhat rebellious teenager himself, Jesse tries to be patient as he notices the restaurant filling with who he can only assume are guests from the sweet sixteen party that they've been preparing for. The restaurant (and Jesse) have been working in overdrive lately between preparing appetizers to be walked around the party on silver trays, prepping trays for the party's elaborate buffet, and baking the huge and over-decorated cake for the guest of honor. It's been nothing short of chaos in the kitchen, but Jesse's been thriving in the fast-paced environment. It makes him focus on the here and now and keeps his head out of the past.

As the night wears on, though, the restaurant remains open for business, obviously still ready to serve patrons not associated with the party in question. However, despite the buffet and abundance of food, some partygoers manage to find their way into the restaurant. It's all manageable at first, if not a little higher energy than usual, but as dishes start being sent back, Jesse can feel the frustration building. ]


The hell d'you mean it's undercooked? Says mid-rare right on the ticket! Warm, pink center just like I cooked it! If they wanted medium or mid-well maybe they shoulda said that in the first place!

[ Luckily there's enough noise going on in the kitchen and the rest of the restaurant not to mention the music playing over the speakers, that his rant goes largely unnoticed by the patrons. The staff, however, can definitely hear it and it's Jane in particular that he's complaining to as she's been tasked with picking up some ready orders whenever the waitstaff finds themselves in the weeds.

Jesse huffs and takes the plate back anyway, chucking it all in the trash and throwing a new burger on the grill. If this one comes back, he's just going to microwave the shit out of it and pray that they burn the Hell out of their bougie-ass mouth. He gently presses the patty down with the back of his spatula before seasoning the burger with salt and pepper, spinning around to grab a bun to toast. He's in the process of turning back to the griddle when an unruly teen goes running past him. Jesse nearly stumbles into the flat-top grill, narrowly avoiding burning himself. ]


Fuck!

[ He turns, eyes steely as he watches the kid run past another sous chef, nearly tripping up someone carrying a vat of sauce to refill the pasta station at the buffet. Jesse whirls back to Jane just as she comes back to the window to grab some more finished dishes and he gestures towards where the kid is, who is now attempting to avoid a couple of cooks trying to catch them. ]
Edited 2023-03-11 21:20 (UTC)
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[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-12 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
The sudden game is a little unexpected, but Demitri's lips quirk into a small smile. So this one likes to play while he works. It makes sense.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I usually like to be a little more available when folks start flooding in."

If this means that almond-tossing is going to be part of the project, then almond-tossing it will have to be. Some people are just the sort of folks who prefer to live a life with nuts flying at their face. Demitri isn't about to judge as he tosses one over.
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[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-12 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry about it!"

Lalo catches the almond, and chews it. Then he grins up from his place on the couch. This guy's busy. He gets it. Running a... whatever this is... has to take someone's full time an attention. Or, well. Maybe not running. He doesn't get the vibe Demitri is ultimately the one in charge here, although he does seem to have some kind of authority. Enough to ask people to get on shift, anyway.

"Say, Demitri. You ever meet the people in charge here? They must trust you if they're, you know" -- he gestures, then folds both hands behind his head -- "putting you in charge of scheduling."
Edited 2023-03-12 18:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-12 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
'In charge' might be the vibe he's giving off, but that could also be attributed to the lack of other options. The machinations here tend to err towards the opaque, but some disasters can only be averted by a more personal interaction.

"They definitely don't trust me," he replies with a light laugh. "I've just been here long enough that they aren't worried about me breaking anything. Which means that we don't need to tell them about the surprise overtime they don't know they're offering."

Did that answer the question Lalo asked? It might be a little more ambiguous than requested, but it's the answer he's getting right now.
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[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-13 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Don't know they're offering, huh? That's a twist! Lalo turns that bit of unexpected new information over in his mind a bit. And here, he'd been thinking this might have been a request from on high, or at least if it was Demitri's idea, that they knew he was doing it.

Apparently not. Hmmmm. That changes things a little!

Lalo sits up, swinging his legs with the sudden motion. "Really?" he says. "Just out of curiosity, how long have you been here, Demitri? You don't look old enough to have been there that long." A wink. The possibility that time might not pass normally has occurred to him, but he's curious to see if he can get any actual confirmation of that. Or not.

"Don't suppose you could maybe take me to say 'hi' to your friends. Nothing crazy. No big asks. Just a formal introduction."
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[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-13 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
"They pick people up from all ages. You can't really look at someone and know how much experience they've got. A bunch of people have been doing it since they were kids." Still not exactly the answer Lalo requested, but it's enough of something for now.

"I'm happy to show newer people around, if that's what you mean. My friends aren't really the formal type, though. Not sure they'd like that kind of an intro. Maybe we could pick a time after the party dies down? the next one's bound to be quieter."
salamanca: (is there any chance)

[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-13 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Since they were kids, huh? Well, that at least answers one thing he'd been curious about. So apparently people can age here! Hm.

It's still not really as much info as he wants, and he hates that he's at such a disadvantage here. He's not used to being unable to keep probing until he's satisfied. But he doesn't have the kind of cards he wishes he had to play. Not yet, anyway. He has to take what he can get.

He springs up off the couch, launching himself at Demitri and putting one hand around the other man's shoulders. He reaches into the bag of candied almonds and grabs one. "Deal!" he says.

He's not totally done given up trying yet. "But hey, since they're such close friends of yours — maybe you could at least tell me their names, eh?"
Edited 2023-03-13 21:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] fiftyfiftypartner 2023-03-14 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Maybe a couple of years ago, Jesse could've passed for a kid, especially when clean-shaven. But the events of the past two years have aged him considerably. If he let his hair grow out he wouldn't be surprised at finding a grey hair or two, even, but he keeps it shaved these days. Last time he grew it out was against his will and he doesn't need anything reminding him of those times if he can help it.

Maybe Jorji thinks Jesse can be trusted out of a sense of camaraderie--they both work similar jobs--maintenance and custodial (though Jesse oftentimes gets shuffled off to the kitchen when he's needed for lunch or dinner rush). It's likely they've crossed paths more than a few times. ]


Good opportunity like what?

[ Color him intrigued, if not slightly suspicious. Forgive him if Walter White made him a little on edge when it comes to jumping at the first shady offer to make money. This guy seems pretty harmless, though, from what he's observed so far, so he's willing to at least hear this one out. Besides, he's steadily building a team of people who are willing to stick it to management and skim a little off the top in one way or another. He's interested to hear what this guy's got in mind. ]
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[personal profile] copacetic 2023-03-14 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Jane grits her teeth as she follows Jesse's eyeline to where the kid is hiding. Ugh. Seriously?!

She slams the plates back down, the glass making a light clinking sound against the window's wooden frame.

Like Jesse, she tried to be sympathetic at first, but enough is enough. She's had it with these rich brats. Who do they think they are?!]


Hey, kid! You're not allowed back here!

[Immediately, she sprints after the little cretin, but he's fast and he goes barrelling through the kitchen, Jane in hot pursuit.]
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[personal profile] fiftyfiftypartner 2023-03-14 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's it. Jesse feels his resolve crumbling as he watches Jane whirl around to the kitchen area and take off after the kid in question. He's concerned, to say the least. A bustling kitchen isn't a safe place for anybody to go running through, let alone some kid who doesn't even know the layout of the place. ]

Behind!

[ Jesse yells the word several times as he runs past various cooks, taking off after the kid followed by Jane. It's something of a comedy of errors, the kid nearly knocking over two chefs carrying a huge tray of desserts. They first hold it down, the kid leaping over it and then raise it high above their hands to let Jane run under it. Jesse skids to a stop, letting them pass by before he continues chasing the duo down a corridor that leads to the fridges, freezers, and pantry areas. He knows it leads to a dead-end so he's largely on the defensive, slowing sown as he expects the teen to spring back in his direction. ]

Just stop, yo...there's no way back out this direction. It's over.

[Jesse leans his hands on his knees, panting for air. In some ways he's in better shape than he'd been last time Jane saw him, but in others he's definitely not. ]
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[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-14 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, of course they can age here. All the money in the universe can't stop that. The Reaper comes for everyone when it's time, in the end.

When Lalo comes in for a closer conversation, Demitri reacts with a smile, never flinching from the sudden contact.

"If you're looking for names, I'll probably need a little more about which friends you're trying to meet. What is it you want to accomplish?"

Friends come in both high and low places, after all.
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[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-14 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, as far as he can tell, it's a weird pocket dimension, unlike anything he's ever experienced. Forgive him for not assuming how time and space work here!

But if people can age here, that means time might be — probably is? — passing normally without him back home, which he doesn't like.

The question of what he wants to accomplish, and Demitri's chillness with physical contact, do lift his spirits, though! Hooray, he has a new friend! Lalo is happy to maneuver the other man through the employees areas as they talk. Until he's rebuffed, anyway.

What is he trying to accomplish? Good question! Mostly, right now, he just needs information.

And well, high seems like the way to go, at least for now! He feels like he'll have no shortage of inroads with the dregs of the casino soon enough.

"Let's start small," he says. He reaches for another almond. "Who" — he tries to think of how to word this — "brings the people here? Us? The ones with debts?" He looks around. Is that a 'small' ask? TO Lalo, it is! "And say, have you got a general manager?" Most resorts do, right?

He pauses, and doesn't eat the almond yet. "Open!" He grins.
Edited 2023-03-15 14:31 (UTC)
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[personal profile] mrpersistent 2023-03-14 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jorji is, as it turns out, mostly harmless! At worst, maybe he's kind of annoying. But nobody would ever say he's a dangerous man.

He's used to people finding him suspicious, though, so Jesse being on edge doesn't bother him. Jorji is used to people being suspicious of him, and he's used to barreling right along anyway. Eventually he always finds a way to grease the right palms, or say the right things to the right person.

And if he ends up in custody sometimes, well hey, so be it!

He seems extremely happy that Jesse is at least willing to entertain him.]


Ahh, yes, so, you are seeing how many little kids we have around, friend? Yes? [He puts his hand low to his knee, to mimic a child's height.] They all want in to adult areas. Pay good money in chips for adult passcard.

[He waits, to see if Jesse is picking up where he's going with this, or if further explanation will be required.]
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[personal profile] copacetic 2023-03-16 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jane is slightly out of breath from all the running and chaos, her chest heaving. She's not exactly frail, sure, but she's also not an athlete and never has been.

She comes up behind Jesse while he's crouched down.]


Listen-- [pant, pant]-- like he said, jerk, there's nowhere else to go. You can either come with us now or we can do this the hard way. Your choice.

[Is this was dealing with her was like when she was a teenager? She hopes not.

The kids looks both ways, before seemingly realizing that he has nowhere to really go. For a second it looks like he's contemplating just blowing past them before he sags in place, clearly giving up.

Thank God, Jane thinks.]
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[personal profile] overhandshuffle 2023-03-18 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
At least Lalo is the type who can manage walking and talking at the same time. That makes it easier to handle things as they move, making quick eye contact with someone across the room and signaling a "no" to them without breaking their stride.

"What, you mean transportation? That's all handled before you leave home. All the documentation says you signed off on it before you got here." Though he smiles lightly as he parrots the company line. "Weird how nobody remembers that part, right?"

He'll happily open his mouth nefore addressing the other things. Almond please.
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Saul Goodman | Breaking Bad | OTA

[personal profile] justmakemoney 2023-03-19 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
A. On-duty

[Look, Saul has seen some things in his time. But squid people and shape shifters? Those are new. He's not even sure how to really communicate with the squid people, if he's being honest. It's easy enough to tell what they want when they bang an empty glass or eight on the bar, at least, but it's weird enough to frazzle Saul just a bit. So the next time anyone who looks to be human, or has the normal amount of limbs at least, walks by--]

Hey. You'd tell me if you're some kind of alien shapeshifter, right? I'm about at my limit here.

B. Off-duty

[Hidden in various lockers or on the underside of tables, where they're less likely to be noticed by someone who might not be the most receptive to it, your character might find a scrap of paper with an address and a message about either for legal help, or for making money. Something quick and vague enough to entice those who are curious.

For those who follow the address, they'll find themselves at some dingy office squeezed in the middle of a shopping plaza. There's a lot of work to be done, a lot of decoration that needs to be moved around and perfected to the high level of cheese that Saul Goodman prefers for his branding, and that's exactly what anyone stopping by will find: Albuquerque's top "criminal" lawyer with his sleeves rolled up, working on his new branch office. That doesn't mean he's not ready for business, though; whether you're in the game, or just looking to sue someone for stripper-related injuries, Better Call Saul.]


C. Wildcard

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[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-19 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
He does pay attention to the person Demitri makes eye contact with, to the 'no', his gaze swinging in the same direction Demitri's does. He refocuses it on the other man as soon as the person passes, though.

The conversation itself becomes boring as soon as the company line gets trotted out. Deciding this has become futile -- if it ever wasn't -- Lalo just grins and shrugs back at Demitri. "Yeah," he says. "Very weird! Aaaah, but don't worry about it! I'm sure we'll all remember one of these days." No point in discussing any of this any further.

It's so annoying that he can't just kidnap and torture people here until he gets the information he wants. Or brute force his way into some back area. Oh, well. What can you do?

If you're Lalo, keep grinning and toss an almond into Demitri's waiting, open mouth. Now this, there's definitely a point to!!! Besides, you can never go wrong making new friends.
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A.

[personal profile] copacetic 2023-03-19 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jane shrugs, and responds airily:]

I dunno. Probably not, honestly. Pretty sure alien shapeshifters are supposed to keep that kind of shit to themselves.

[She remembers this guy. Her eyes narrow.]

Why? Are you looking to take advantage of people who don't know how things work on Planet Earth?
Edited 2023-03-19 19:27 (UTC)
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B.

[personal profile] salamanca 2023-03-19 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Whoa!

[There's a loud wolf-whistle as Lalo goes inside, looking around the room that Saul has commandeered for himself. No Huell or Mike to act as a bouncer or any kind of muscle means that anyone can just walk right on in, and would you look at that.

Anyone certainly just did.]


Looks like you got some work to do! [Lalo starts picking up and going through any decorations or other assorted random things Saul might have out that aren't stowed away in boxes.]

I tell you what! This is perfect. I just happen to find myself in some legal trouble, and now -- look at you, man, I mean it's like you're psychic! It's amazing.

[Have the full force of Lalo's crazy-ass, shit-eating grin directed right at you, Saul.]
Edited 2023-03-19 19:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] fiftyfiftypartner 2023-03-20 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jesse's definitely been a pain in the ass on several occasions as a teenager, but he can't say he ever quite had the cojones to run through the kitchen of a restaurant. ]

What's even your deal, yo? What were you gonna do back here? Steal a cheeseburger? Christ.

[ Jesse speaks, words punctuated by heavy breaths as his lungs finally catch up, his pulse rate slowly coming down. Cardio isn't exactly his strong-suit given the amount of years he's been smoking. Not to mention Todd never gave him a gas mask when he was being forced to cook, so who knows what kind of damage his lungs sustained over the past several months. He shakes off that thought, though, the annoyed look on his face softening as the kid sags, hanging his head. ]

Listen. Kid. You get outta here right now and swear you won't come back here again and I won't turn you into security. You're done in the restaurant the rest of the time you're here, though. It's like they say--that ship has sailed.

[ Jesse gestures and then straightens up, watching as the kid brightens up again, then nods, hurrying back out of the kitchen. Jesse keeps an eye out, making sure he leaves the restaurant. ]

Christ, you'd think they wouldn't let these kids just like, have free reign and shit. We don't get paid enough, I swear to God.

[ He sags against the wall a little, scrubbing a hand over his face before he looks at Jane. ]

I dunno about you, but I'd kill for a cigarette right about now.

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