[ TASK ] Crane would like you to take over for a sick employee in order to gauge your skills and also because time is money and a missing employee means missing possible money. It's time to do a little processing in order to prove your worth.
[ MECHANICS ] Roll 3d6 and match your results below. You may only take on two clients a day (two rolls).
Two matching numbers - You did all right. Not terribly, not fantastically, but you managed to at least get several things processed - and on time, to boot. There was a troublesome customer [ please rp this out ], but you managed to do well! ( pass )
All three matching numbers (except 6,6,6) - You did AMAZING. Crane is so impressed with your work that he decides to give you a pre-holiday bonus. He watches as you skillfully handle irate customers and confused patrons, especially one customer in particular who seems not to understand how banks work... [ please rp this out ] ( pass )
All three random numbers - You're average. Unremarkable. Dull. Crane seems very disappointed; he watches as you sluggishly move from patron to patron, but he leaves before your shift is over - which only settles in his lack of interest in you, even if you did manage to process a customer who likes to scream [ please rp this out ]. ( fail )
Sequential numbers (does not have to be directly in order - i.e. 2,3,1 is fine) - You're nothing spectacular, but Crane still seems to find you interesting, and perhaps a little amusing. He's observing your progress, and while you start off rocky when dealing with a customer who thinks money comes before breakfast [ please rp this out ], by the end of your temporary shift, you've got a knack for things. ( pass )
6, 6, 6 - You do so badly that Crane seems on the verge of throwing you out. He's not angry, per say, but he's wearing an expression that shows he is extremely displeased - and this coming from a man who does not like to be displeased. ( fail )
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 7:16 pm
The job listing board made it sound like it'd be so simple. Talk to some humans, move some numbers around, call it good.
Merope had assumed that moving the numbers around meant literally picking them up and putting them down somewhere else.
Somehow he managed to fit himself into a professional-looking suit and was now pulling at the knot of his necktie, realizing what he was doing, then immediately re-adjusting his tie to look pristine once again.
"Ifreeeeet," he whined under his breath, "I think the boss is going to be coming back to loom over us soon. You got a plan for this?"
The first thing he discovered was that he did not like suits, the tie that accompanied the outfit too restricting around his throat. Fingers twitched at his side as he glanced over at his companion.
How Efreet ended up in a bank, where he had to deal with numbers (definitely not his strong suit) was a mystery, but he was here to work he supposed.
"Uhhh." Scratching at his nose with a dark finger he shrugged. Realistically, he had no idea how to go about this fund processing thing, but hey, moving money from one account to another couldn't be that bad.
"Well, we got a line, yeah? Guess we should take their money and...put it into accounts?" It seemed easy.
He could talk to humans, yeah, it'd be fine.
Cautiously, while wishing he could take the damn tie off, he approached the counter he'd been assigned and squinted at the paperwork.
Okay, this couldn't be too difficult.
Two matching numbers - You did all right. Not terribly, not fantastically, but you managed to at least get several things processed - and on time, to boot. There was a troublesome customer [ please rp this out ], but you managed to do well! ( pass )
Merope allowed himself one last quick look in his pocket mirror before he plastered a fake smile on his face and approached the counter.
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Two matching numbers - You did all right. Not terribly, not fantastically, but you managed to at least get several things processed - and on time, to boot. There was a troublesome customer [ please rp this out ], but you managed to do well! ( pass )
"Hello! Welcome to Bank X, how can I --"
"I need about tree fiddy."
Merope stared. "Ah... beg pardon? Do you need, ah, tree fiddy from your account?"
"Ja man. I needs dat tree fiddy."
"Sir, I regret to inform you that we can only do minimum withdrawals of $5.00. If you'd like, I can withdraw a five dollar bill from your account and --"
"No!" The customer banged his hand on the counter, "I need tree fiddy exact! Do you need me to spell it out? I need threeeee, fiiiiiiiiiiifFFFFFT! Eeeeeee. Cent."
Merope's fake plastic smile melted into a grime line. "I'll tell you what," he began, "Why don't I withdraw five one-dollar bills from your account, change one of those dollars into quarters, then deposit $1.50 into your account and give you your three-fifty."
"That's what I'm askin' for! You do that."
OOC
Character:Merope Clan: Conquest Job: Imperial Soldier Arcana: Tower Notable Traits: - Teenager, more lithe than muscular. Loud. - Has four black horns; each horn has one to two silver rings on them. - Favors dark clothing with bright accents. See avatar.
His first two humans appeared to be agreeable, with Efreet accepting their funds and clicking the appropriate buttons to put the money into their account digitally while he put the paper bills into the cash drawer. Inky fingers were oddly gentle with the money as if he was afraid of damaging the currency. A swift shake of the head and the thought was abandoned.
The more he did it the better.
When the troublesome customer fussed at his companion, Efreet couldn't help himself as he peered over and watched. Merope seemed to handle it smoothly and it gave him a little bit of confidence.
Yeah, it started out as an uuuuh sort of situation but now...things seemed alright.
Until a short, pudgy man came up to his window. "Need eighty out of this account," he shoved a card at him, "then put thirty of it in this account." Another card popped up. Crumbled bills were strewn across his counter. "Need alla this put in this account. Chop, chop." Pudgy was clapping his hands and glaring at Efreet while his foot tapped the ground impatiently.
A little panicked, he tried to give his money buddy a look that said help while he attempted to do the first thing asked.
It took some effort, but he thought he got it right in the end.
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NAME: Efreet CLAN: War - Warrior ARCANA: The Magician APPEARANCE: Average height, rather lean, black hands and feet that fade into orange. Short red hair with black roots. Red spots scattered across his skin.
As the short pudgy man approached Efreet's counter, Merope couldn't help but peer over and watch shamelessly. Before the man was done with his orders his eyes began to glaze over.
He was shaken out of his stupor when another person approached. Merope realized too late that he didn't raise the "next window please" sign of safety. He shot Efreet an apologetic look as he turned his attention to the client in front of him.
"Yes hello," the woman began, "I want my money back."
"Okay, I can help you with that. Out of which account --"
"No, no, you don't understand. You stole my money."
Merope blinked in surprise. "I beg your pardon?"
"I was in here last week. I deposited some money -- some in cash, some on a card. I realized I deposited too much and needed some back, but instead of cash you put it back on my card. I said okay because I was dealing with a bunch of kids and had things to do but I needed it in cash. Therefore it's your responsibility to get me my money back."
"...Isn't it still yours? Just in card form?"
The lady clutched her purse and glared at Merope. "It's not in my hands, now GET ME MY MONEY BEFORE I ASK FOR YOUR MANAGER."
Merope stared at the lady for a quiet moment. He turned his attention to the computer and looked at the records, tracking down what happened. Nothing was said as he reversed the transaction and withdrew the cash. He placed it in an envelope and handed it to her. "Have an interesting day."
Merope didn't even wait for her reply before he grabbed the Next Window Please sign, slamming it down in front of him and effectively shutting her out. "What an unpleasant wench. How are you fairing, Efreet?"
OOC
Character:Merope Clan: Conquest Job: Imperial Soldier Arcana: Tower Notable Traits: - Teenager, more lithe than muscular. Loud. - Has four black horns; each horn has one to two silver rings on them. - Favors dark clothing with bright accents. See avatar.
Eventually that pudgy man was handled and taken care of. Efreet might have been sweating from the strain of having to process and do what the man asked correctly. Even now he didn't know if he did it right or not but the man was gone, looking sorta content with himself.
Merope couldn't help him, but it was fine. He managed. He was okay!
Nodding his head he offered the other dude a grin and a salute. "Yeah, yeah. They weren't too bad..."
Someone was tapping on the window glass and he turned startled. Returning to the task at hand he did his best to focus on the group of customers steadily coming over. He didn't have time to think outside of sluggishly going about his work at the best pace he could.
At some point, a huffy man who looked to be about twice Efreet's size appeared at his window, leering down as he spoke.
"Y'all screwed up my money."
"Uhhhh - h-how exactly did we - " Efreet tried before the man raised his voice.
"Insteada putting it in my account you went and done put it in some other person's. Got a overdraft notice cause y'all didn't- "
"Okay, sir. I'll need your - "
"DON'T INNERUPT ME." He bellowed and Efreet jerked back, startled.
The man continued to berrate him and by the end of it, walked off with a removed overdraft fee and everything sorted, once Efreet got the man's receipt from the day before.
When he looked at his buddy, temporarily sticking the next window please sign up he sighed.
"Being screamed at isn't fun here."
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All three random numbers - You're average. Unremarkable. Dull. Crane seems very disappointed; he watches as you sluggishly move from patron to patron, but he leaves before your shift is over - which only settles in his lack of interest in you, even if you did manage to process a customer who likes to scream [ please rp this out ]. ( fail )
+1 Raffle Ticket (you can only claim a MAX of 3 per player this way!)
