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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:08 pm
*I walk back in from the stream. Quite content because of all the relaxing I got done. Then I notice the bake case Knocked over. I temporarily lose my smile, but it flashes back with relative ease. I walk over and tilt it back up. Once I have it upright, I bolt it in place so it can't get knocked ever anymore, then I get the cookies out of the overn and set them on the counter*
Welcome Rose. It's not an RP per se, but it is a chat room with mild RP elements. I'm the owner/operator of this place. Feel free to help yourself to any coffee, ice cream or frappuccinos, from the hot or cold machines. If any one wants any pastries, you can NPC me to give you something from the case.
//I guess I now have to say the bake case cannot me moved by anyone now.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:17 pm
((Well if it's been bolted down...))
When I feel Wynaro has had enough brain freeze I let go of the button and walk away from the machine. I hand him off to Wolffan then go back to my book. "Finally," I sigh picking the book up, after refilling both mine and Nathan's cups. I sip my coffee contentedly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:39 pm
*I set Wynaro down by a space heater and turn it on low so it doesn't burn anything, but it still similar to sunbeam in both radiant heat, and in temperature. Then I swipe my hand over the controls so no-one can tamper with them. Then I set to work cleaning up the slobber on the outside of the bake case left behind by the dogs.*
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 2:15 pm
There is a large explosion and buildings behind to collapse about a mile of so away. A minute later I jump in through the window, doing a role before tackling down the door and bursting across the feild, doing a sort of skip-run, as I cross it. There are two cops chasing me and catnip flowing behind us, on top of the ashes from the explosion and my extremely dark blue fur. I have a small hand gun being held by my tail as I go. "You ain't catchin me coppaz!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 3:03 pm
Scott had tried to stay between the bake case and Wolffan while it was being moved, which required him to have him front paws on the counter.
Ka's face was still in the icecream machine, trying to figure out how to make it come out, the soot was now smeared on the machine too.
Ginny jumped when a box fell in the store room, and then started to find a way to stick her head into it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 3:14 pm
Sonaru finally wakes up, "Wha's wit all te comotion?" he asks still partly asleep. Then he notices the fresh cookies on the counter, "I want a cookie and a cappuccino," he says, just speaking his thought outloud. Getting up, he makes for the cappiccino machine and gets him some, then decides not to have a cookie, but ice cream instead. Now with both, he goes and sits down at a booth, finally noticing the dog drool on his face, he wipes it off and just shrugs it off.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 3:18 pm
Ka wags her tail, excited, and licks the ice cream before it is moved away. She looks to Sonaru, considering following him, but chooses to try and work the machine instead. She totally didn't see how Sonaru got it to work.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 3:46 pm
((Okay. Thank you very much.))
AnaLis walked into the cafe and smelled the pastries. She could not help herself as she wandered towards the counter. She couldn't decide whether she wanted an eclair or a pedafore.
"Excuse me, may I have an eclair and a pedafore, please?" she asked.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:15 pm
Sure, here ya go, Rose.
*I open the bake-case and hand her the pedafore and the eclair, completely confused what a pedafore is, because my spell check is screaming at me. Then I notice that the dog slobber is getting everywhere else in my café. I frown then make one of my gestures towards all the surfaces all the dogs slobber is on, and it dries up and the spots become clean.*
Lillian! You cannot be allowing your animals to be slobbering all over eating surfaces. It's unsanitary, and completely against health codes. You must make them stop before I turn them into chihuahuas. At least chihuahuas can't reach high enough to slobber on anyone's eating surfaces. So the warning is presented to you Lillian. Make your own choices.
//Seriously, that's disgusting Lillian. This place serves food. and you're having them slobber all over the counters and stuff. Please refrain from ruining health codes, all of you.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:29 pm
((Someone's seriously in character xd ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:31 pm
I am the mod for this thread. And also the cafés proprietor. So I guess I'm allowed to be in character. Besides who wants slimy dog slobber all over their café.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:51 pm
Flare sticks her earphones in her ears and is about to switch on her iPod when Chaos comes bursting through the window beside her booth. She blinks, staring at him blankly, then bursts out into laughter. "And yet, I'm not surprised," she chuckles, twisting around in the seat to get a look at the cops.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 8:16 pm
"What?" She asks, looking up. Is her expression one of confusion, innocence, or merely faked? ((Hint: innocence) "Look at me," she starts, standing up. "Each of them weighs more than me, what can I do?" This remark was serious, but she struggled to not smile. "Oh, and chiwawas aren't dogs. They are overgrown rats. Their small size allows them to stand on the counter, and inside the case, and get into more, just like any other rodent. Then again... mice are cuter." She takes a moment to get back on topic.
"Some days I think I consume more pet fur than I have hair. It isn't that bad, and it has fiber. And doesn't dog slime have anti bacterials?"
Ginny walked out of the store room with a box stuck on her head.
Ka had figured out the icecream maker and was eating vanilla, with little waste. Luckily she hadn't considered chocolate as an option.
Scott remained vigilant with guarding the bake case. He tried his best to look cute and adorable when the pastries were removed and handed over.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 12:23 am
A now white, soot covered cat walks into the room with a smirk. "Chihuahua's might not be big, but they are vicous. They will back non-stop and you as if they were the feirvest thing in the world then run away at the first hiss." I smile, climbing into Alie's lap. "By the way.. what's a Proprietor?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:34 am
She sighed, got up and pulled the box off of Ginny's head, then gave her a push towards the couches. She sat the box down and pushed her foot into Scott's side, to get his attention.
Ka had finished, and her nose was free of soot, but the top of her head was black.
"Come on, you too." She walked to the seating area with Ka, Ginny was already asleep on a white couch.
Scott hadn't followed, he just sat down and looked from the bake case to Wolffan.
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