April Test Drive Meme

[captainpanic]

If you are planning to app to the game, please read this page and vote in the poll!

S.S. Panic

Test Drive Meme

A quick rundown

Welcome to the S.S. Panic's Test Drive Meme! Here, you can post a top level post and/or respond to other characters in a variety of situations! As you will find if you glance at the map, the ship is a spider-shaped city that is essentially self-sustaining. It's powered by the Infinite Improbability Drive, which when in use allows for the improbable (and impossible!) to happen and become, well, possible!

Below, you will find an example of what a typical monthly job post will look like. To encourage tagging each other, characters who apply to the game after this test drive meme will earn 100 credits per tag they give to someone else. Considering that new refugees are only given a small amount of money to get them started (around 500 credits), this could be huge!

Normally, job posts (currently empty) will be posted on the last day of the month. Characters can begin working the jobs they sign up for on the 1st of the next month. These jobs will be posted early for the Test Drive Meme and can be considered the official jobs of the month.

For now, all jobs will be the lowest paying jobs at Level 5. As the months go on, Level 4, 3, 2 and 1 jobs will be added appropriately. All characters will begin at Level 5 except in very special, rare situations. Keep in mind that some jobs will remain a constant in job postings (Education, for example) while others will change monthly. Also, players may hire other characters themselves in the future through hiring page. Ordinarily, some jobs will have limited slots, but for the purposes of the Test Drive Meme, all jobs come equipped with unlimited slots.

Finally, if you choose to, you can make whatever happens during the Test Drive Meme game canon if you apply and you are accepted into the game. However, this is not required and if you don't want it to be canon but the players of your character's new CR do and vice versa, this is space with wormholes and the IID. Multiple instances of your character is possible, at least for this month.

If you have questions about how the game works, you can look at the gameplay page or post a question to the FAQ page. Remember, you don't have to post your character doing a job. You can have them arguing about the Babelfish, going shopping, having a fist fight with an alien, etc. The important thing is to have fun!

Monthly jobs

Dining

Level 5: XYZ's Diner needs a chef to prepare 800 pounds of devilled eggs [X Slots]
Level 5: Purple Flesh Eats needs someone to dress in only their undergarments and entertain the diners [X Slots]
Level 5: Peculiar Fat Fast Food is running low on tables and needs someone to serve as living table [X Slots]
Level 5: Branched Humanity Restaurant needs employees to serve as mannequins, remaining completely still for most of the day, scaring guests once every four hours [X Slots]
Level 5: The Happiness Disposal Eatery needs a butcher to chop and serve meat from unknown origins [X Slots]

Industry

Level 5: Uncommonly Boisterous needs inexperienced mechanics to build delicate, miniature grandfather clocks [X Slots]
Level 5: Charm Joy needs human subjects to test the effectiveness of various Emotion Potions [X Slots]
Level 5: Performed Age needs diamond miners to work in unsafe conditions [X Slots]
Level 5: Northward needs as many people as possible to sabotage Southward so that Northward can be the first industry to ship its monthly oil quota [X Slots]
Level 5: Southward needs as many people as possible to sabotage Northward so that Southward can be the first industry to ship its monthly oil quota [X Slots]

Education

Level 5: Sunrise Daycare needs workers to sit children; please do not sit ON them [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunrise Daycare needs children to be sat, but not sat on [X Slots]
Level 5: Midday Elementary needs teachers to teach elementary students [X Slots]
Level 5: Midday Elementary needs elementary students for teachers to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunset High School needs teachers to teach high school students [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunset High School needs high school students for teachers to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: End of the Line University needs professors to teach university students [X Slots]
Level 5: End of the Line University needs university students for professors to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: Fools Against Schools needs class bullies to disrupt classroom activities [X Slots]

Nature Reserve

Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs sweepers to sweep the paths [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs hologram experts to adjust any malfunctions the sky holograms may experience [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs bird impersonators to scare local birds away [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs weather testers to monitor the reserve's weather [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs joggers to give the reserve a sense of activity [X Slots]

Garbage

Level 5: Recycle Or Else needs people to leave garbage at the door of every apartment to warn against the hazards of not recycling [X Slots]
Level 5: Recycle or Else needs people to go through dumpsters to find and process recyclables [X Slots]
Level 5: The Garbage Disposal district needs waste management specialists to tell the garbage truck drivers what to do [X Slots]
Level 5: The Garbage Disposal district needs incinerator experts to man the incinerators and burn the garbage [X Slots]
Level 5: Garbage Treasure needs people to collect valuable items from the garbage that were mistakenly thrown away [X Slots]

Commercial

Level 5: Great Widow Mall needs a mascot to promote its stores [X Slots]
Level 5: Blushes Between needs kiosk vendors to wear down store goers into buying their erotic plant comics [X Slots]
Level 5: Delightful Endeavor Needs cashiers to work with state of the art abacists; no pen and paper allowed [X Slots]
Level 5: Impossible Determination needs people to help reenact the genocide of a bunch of monsters and to pass out flyers [X Slots]
Level 5: Spliced Peppermint needs stepford smiles to give its workers a break when customers get too unruly [X Slots]

Recreation

Level 5: Always Hugs needs someone to give people free hugs [X Slots]
Level 5: Books A-Plenty needs librarians to organize shelves and manage the front desk [X Slots]
Level 5: Spa Seekers need promoters to pass out flyers [X Slots]
Level 5: Sleep Easy needs people to test prototype sleeping medication and herbal supplements [X Slots]
Level 5: Hug-A-Friend needs people to assist visitors in hugging small, cute animals [X Slots]

Agriculture

Level 5: The Agriculture district needs someone to till rows of dirt in preparation for planting [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs seed sowers to sow vegetable seeds [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs plant waterers to make sure the plants are getting enough water [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs harvesters to pick mature fruit [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs someone to act as a scarecrow to scare away what may or may not be crows [X Slots]
Level 5: Firecracker needs someone to make crop circles in various fields [X Slots]

Night Entertainment

Level 5: Saucy needs strippers to dance in the evenings [X Slots]
Level 5: Always Sticky needs someone to slather clients with severed tentacles [X Slots]
Level 5: Perfect Match needs someone to act as a match maker for refugees and aliens of the ship [X Slots]
Level 5: The Marathon needs gamers of all skill levels to participate in the 300 hour video game marathon [X Slots]
Level 5: Pool Parties R Us needs people to test the floatability of pool tables in various bodies of water [X Slots]

Comments

Weather Tester Failure // Action

[felinefine]

[ For anyone who happens to be strolling through the nature reserve, Adrien may or may not have caused a miniature tornado to plow through a mile or so of one of the parks. It's not too destructive, only being about two feet tall, but still. All he was trying to do was set the dial to Rain Mode like his boss said!

Adrien's chasing after the tornado, swiping at it with his hands in an effort to disperse it. His sincerest apologies if he or the tornado bowls anyone over. ]

[fortunette]

[ After a long day of panicking, a nice stroll around the Nature Reserve sounded like a good idea. She sighed softly and stared at her own feet while she wandered around, which someone should have told her was a bad idea. Because seriously, Marinette you are absolutely the most clumsy person.

She heard a sudden commotion and looked up a little too late. BAM! A little mini tornado brushed right past her and knocked her flat on her butt. ]

Did someone call for a Stepford Smiler? || Action

[egophile]

[ Honestly, Daring had no problem with this sort of job. It was rather easy to flash a smile here, charm a smile there. Anyone walking by this store might even go blind with how brilliant his smile is.

His smile continues to flash through the stores giant windows, settling down crowds like a pro. ]

[sideliner]

...Don't tell me you took it as a job.

[ His brother's ego is already ridiculously bloated. Having him be employed to literally smile is just going to shoot it out of the space ship. ]

Free hugs for one and all 🐞 Action

[fortunette]

[ You know how you always go to conventions and you see people everywhere with signs for free hugs? Well today it seems like you jumped right back into that convention, because in the middle of the Great Widow Mall, there stood a tiny girl with a very awkward smile on her face, holding up a sign that read: "Free Hugs for all. That's right, FREE🐞"

Honestly she looked so uncomfortable holding up this sign in the first place, but she couldn't back down from this awkward job, could she? She takes a deep breath and shouts.]

Who wants a free hug?

[be_acknowledged]

[A cute girl just asked if he wants a free hug.

Cue him immediately falling into that weird mode where he's holding himself back because it's the right thing to do, but at the same time VERY CLEARLY wanting to take her up on her offer. Either way, he's kind of paralyzed right now. Good job.]

Brittany Susan Pierce | Glee*

[stoptheviolence]

I have a feeling I'm not in outer space anymore.

[Brittany looked...lost.]

[Of course, that tended to be a natural state for her, so anybody who knew her would just assume she was her usual self. For anyone not yet made aware, however, the teenaged girl would be quite the sight. She'd already rejected the babelfish initially offered to her, claiming it would totally clash with the one already inside her head--(clearly, the officers hadn't been expecting that answer, and were left too stunned to do more than watch her wander off)--and was currently gripping a rather...uniquely designed, freshly laundered towel in hand.]

[Not too long after making her initial statement, however, she caught a glimpse out of a nearby window, and saw stars.]

...okay, I take it back.

[Except...and she was way more sure of this part...she was so not on the S.S. Thor anymore. She knew that, because she'd already gotten lost on that ship in every conceivable way possible. Twice. This placed looked absolutely nothing like any of those random hallways. Which could only mean one thing:]

Wait.

Am I finally going to get to sleep in a bedroom with a door?



((ooc notes: Brittany comes from the very end of Season 1, but--as I was told it would be okay for now for the TD--with several years' worth of gargleblasted memories as well. Because memories and nostalgia and...most importantly...shenanigans.))

Because you knew this was coming

[aquabro]

[ Being brought to a ship, being sent home, being brought to another ship, somehow he already felt like he was growing used to this. Despite how... what's the word, asterous heavy on the dis, as his friend Robin would say, all of this was, he wasn't going to just sit around and let things happen. He already had a list of things in his head he wanted to do.

First and foremost, while searching for his team, he would make sure to memorize the layout of this new ship. He started walking around making mental notes here and there until he noticed a familiar person. No, but that couldn't be.... ]

Brittany?

hey look, a scarecrow. || action

[nointent]

[ To be perfectly honest, it was the best job for him at this point in time. As much as he would prefer to be finding out what the cute animal job was about, he didn't want to actually assist anyone in anything.

Thus, Ichimatsu has allowed himself to be hung up and bound to a long wooden pole, overlooking some of the crops in the Agriculture district. His everything was getting tired, but the main problem was that the birds (...are these even crows?) didn't seem to be too afraid of him.

This despite the fact that occasionally, he'll break character to try hissing at them. It works for a moment, until they hiss back. Enjoy that harmoniously annoying sound until you start to get close. Once he hears someone approach, it's right back to being still.

He's getting hungry up here. His stomach's kind of growling. ]

[riddlingual]

I don't think they approved, but I thought your hissing was spot on!

[ A strange girl giggled beside him, on her very own wooden pole. Although, unlike him, she wasn't bound to the pole. She was hanging upside down from it while enjoying a cup of tea. ]

Shou | Moon Child (GB history)

[urnotafraid]

Arrival
[He couldn't say that he was surprised except that he was surprised. He'd thought that the Thor would have made it's trip to pick him up again, but no, this was a totally different ship with a totally different crew that had unfortunately lost all his transferring paperwork. Again.

So he lost the Fish, he lost his stash, he lost his street cred, and probably also a lover. What was worse was the paperwork did not have space for him to list any of complaints on it. That was a different form that was in a different part of the registration area and the wait would be an additional ten hours, and by that time Shou had pulled one of his guns and shoved it at the paper-pusher and got another form to fill out regarding his weapons.

But his forms were filled and he was gifted a brand new towel, and so Shou was out into the wilds beyond trying to figure out the layout and the way to his new room. Of course, that meant he was going to stop to smoke, and probably bother anyone that might remotely look familiar to him. Which meant that there's a big chance that a Japanese guy dressed in black leather and white leather with a bright pink 'Hello Kitty' towel slung over his shoulders was going to step into the path of random people and smile.]

This might be crazy but have we met before?

[fortunette]

[ She jumped a little when she heard his voice speak up. She had just gotten there herself and hearing that question left her a bit hopeful. Was there someone she knew here? She was already feeling down with all the information that was given to her, so any ounce of hope was a good one right?

When she turned her head she spotted a tall man with a leather outfit that could rival Jagged Stone himself and a fluffy 'hello kitty' towel? That was certainly not what she was expecting. ]

I'm afraid I don't think so?

elise | fire emblem fates | choose your own adventure

[demoiselled]

dining: xyz's diner & devilled eggs;

[ Elise...squints. At the recipe. She's wearing an apron and doesn't appear to be too put off by the thought of cooking - she isn't a disaster, though she isn't an amazing chef like, say, Peri - but the amount... ]

Ummm...let's see, how many do we need to multiply this by...? No one said there'd be math...

[ She's definitely whining here, but who can blame her? Don't give her a recipe for like. A normal amount of devilled eggs. Not if you want 800 pounds of it! Not that she can make that all at once, but at least making the biggest batch possible would surely make it go faster! ]

Where's Leo when you need him?!

industry: charm joy & emotion potions;

[ Look. Emotion potions sounded fun! Not safe, admittedly, but...super, super fun. So Elise had signed up without a second thought, and she's been cheerfully downing whatever comes her way (though the first potion made her think "wow, none of my siblings would approve" before she cheerily shrugged the thought off).

The results are, as one might expect, extremely varied and ridiculous. At any point in time co-workers or passers-by may be confronted with a sobbing princess, a clingy and overly affectionate Elise (that one isn't too different from normal, is it?), or a furious looking little blonde pouting and crossing her arms and tapping one foot. There are just so many emotion potions, and so little time. One even has her hiding under a table in fear...

Care to engage? ]

industry: northward sabotage;

[ This job Elise had not actually meant to sign up for. But as long as her Guide glitched and signed her up for it? She may as well give it her all! Besides, a sabotage mission is basically like something back home, right? She's crouching down and peering out around a corner, frowning, thunder tome in one hand... ]

Allllrighty, then, how do you think we should do this? ...Should we just blow it all up? [ ELISE... ] I mean, the parts no one is around! If we just damage the machinery a little, it'll probably make it impossible for them to fill their quota, right? And we won't actually HURT anyone. Except their paychecks, I guess...Man, this job is MEAN. I want a new one.

recreation: hug-a-friend;

[ BEST. JOB. EVER. Elise squeals, hurrying over to her newest customer (you???? or are you a bystander coworker?) ]

Aw, loooooook at it? This little bunny is the absolute cuuuuutest. Okay, are you ready? Let's hug him on one, two...three!

[ Who let her get paid for this and CAN SHE HUG THAT PERSON TOO. ]

hug-a-friend!

[treepresser]

Lady Elise...I don't think I can.

[...Who signed up Effie for this? This is not a good place for her. She should be doing some of the manual labor jobs not...hugging people.]

anders | dragon age 2

[mewnifestos]

(a) Refugee Alley

They could have given it a gloomier name, don't you think?

[ Whoever you are, whatever you're doing, now you're stuck rooming with (1) skinny blond headache. Who is not very happy about any of this - although the one thing he can't complain about does happen to be the free room and board, he's still willing to nitpick everything else about it. ]

Or a catchier one. Your entire world has been destroyed, and they can't even come up with something catchy? [ Barely disguised distress vs. scathing sarcasm, battling it out for the title of most annoying part of his semi-rhetorical rambling. ] It's just a little too on the nose, is all I'm saying.


(b) Elevators

[ He knows what a lift is; he took the ones from Lowtown to Darktown (and vice versa) for years. But those were substantially more... Rudimentary. Than the ones on the Panic. More ropes and old, rusted pulleys with makeshift counterweights, less sleek and shiny and - apparently sentient??

Anders is more hesitant than ever to board one, after witnessing a number of the savvier aliens and refugees about talking to the machines. And actually, apparently, getting the desired response. ]

They're not possessed, are they?

[ Because, hypocrite or not, he isn't setting foot one on the demonic elevator. It's the principle of the thing. ]


(c) Hug-A-Friend

[ Anywhere there are kittens, there is Anders. ...Some a bit strange, but if he was going to let that deter him, now, he'd still be stuck struggling to process any of this. The little things are easier, for now. The uncertain future, floating aimlessly through space, the occasional cat with a few too many legs or fuzzy little antenna... At least it's cute. And small. And this job is utterly harmless, that certainly counts for something.

Although none of that makes him very good at the work, either. ]

Oh. Did you want one, too?

[ He almost sounds disappointed, when someone approaches his share of the small, cute animals available for hugging. The way he's letting them clamber all over him, though - climbing his sleeves and fighting their way up to do battle with the feathered ruff around his shoulders - makes him look more like a patron than a worker. ]

c!

[scorebooks]

[He blinks at the sight of a grown man with rather strange cats clambering all over him, and for a moment he's not quite sure how to react. That doesn't last long though, not when he ends up biting his lips and raising a hand up to hide his snickering behind it. Amusement is obvious on his features, and once he's done, he smiles up at him, canting his head to the side.]

Well, that highly depends. It seems like you want them more than I do.

[He leans back against his wheelchair, gesturing to the cats with mirth obvious in his eyes.]

They're quite cute.

nao matsubara // ota

[scorebooks]

Sunrise Daycare - where kids sit on you instead

[He thinks there should be a rule that, if children cannot be sat on, then neither can their caretakers. He hasn't been in this job for very long, but he's quite sure the odd fascination for his wheelchair will take a while to wear off, as well as the nonstop attempts at climbing his lap and demanding they go on an adventure.

As it is, he's got quite a handsy little alien on his lap, repeatedly going please please please please please as he laughs softly, somewhat uneasily. Admittedly, he's on edge, because he's never seen aliens up close, and though they're sweet, they certainly don't have any sense of personal space.]

Come now, you know it could be dangerous if we--

[And that statement comes to a screeching halt as he feels the others unlocking the breaks and start pushing him and he's got just enough time to throw someone-- anyone a helpless look and mouth 'Help' before they start trying to zoom him around.

Please save him from children.]


Blushes Between/Spa Seekers - 2 birds, 1 stone

[When he's decided he's not suited to handling children, especially not when they've made a joyride of his wheelchair, he ends up manning a kiosk instead.

Seems simple enough, and he's got a much more relaxed air about him as he smiles at customers. If he sees some interest and they seem of age, he might smile sweetly and coax them into the store.

After all, his wares were kind of hard to sell.]

Good day! Do you enjoy reading comic books?

[He may or may not omit the fact that it's probably plant porn.


OR

For those who he might get arrested for trying to sell these things, he'll be handing them flyers for the spa instead. He had intended on doing that separately, but he can't leave so--]

I heard that spas are a great way to relax around here. Why don't you try visiting it sometime?

Daycare trouble

[fortunette]

[ it looks like someone caught his look of distress because not even minutes later his wheelchair comes to a quick halt and the children who started pushing them were promptly picked up and awkwardly struggling in his savior's arms. ]

Now, of course zooming around on wheels looks like fun, but you can't just kidnap caretakers, little ones.

[ She moved around to the front of his chair with an awkward smile. ]

various || action

[neetfreak]

[a job... he needs to work? well, okay then. let's send this possibly crazy young man into the workforce!]

DINING

[this job looks like fun. at least Jyushi thinks so. he gets to scare people! like in a haunted house. he's having a little trouble with the standing still part. he's a hyperactive person, easily distracted, always wanting to move.

so it is no surprise that the boss has had to tell him to be quiet and still more than once. if he moves one more time, he's out of the restaurant. so, here is Jyushimatsu, trying to remain focused. and not scratch that itch on his nose. dammit]

NATURE RESERVE

[okay, that first job didn't pan out, but this next one sounded like something he could do! mimicking bird calls! plus he gets to be outside... no, wait. he's still in a spaceship. but it looks like he's outside, which gives Jyushimatsu a lot of energy. energy he probably does not need.

he does all right mimicking bird calls, too. and he does them loudly. maybe this job will work out after all! what could go wrong?]

GARBAGE

[here's a job for perfect trash like himself; dumpster diving. going through trash and taking out the recyclables. yep. it takes a little while for Jyushi to get started, because he doesn't really know that much about recycling. he's never had to know! mom usually did that stuff. here, he needs to ask his coworkers about everything.

he holds up a bottle] Is this recyclable?

COMMERCIAL

[YEAAAAAH HE'S A MASCOT! MASCOTMAN! HUSTLE, HUSTLE, MUSCLE, MUSCLE!

he likes this job. wearing silly costumes is kind of his thing. today's costume is a big fuzzy alien-looking creature, complete with several tentacles and a tail! or maybe that's another tentacle. it doesn't matter! Jyushi is friendly and outgoing, so he's approaching everyone]

HEY! Come into our mall!

Let's be garbage together!

[be_acknowledged]

FOR THE LAST TIME, YES! Just like the LAST twenty plastic bottles!

[Ugggh. He knew he'd always needed to get a job, and that his bros needed to get a job, but he's just now realizing how hard it is for all of them to have a job TOGETHER.]

Choromatsu Matsuno | OTA

[be_acknowledged]

Books A-Plenty

[Nearly every single one of these jobs sound incredibly dubious and no good for someone who actually CARES about potentially getting out of NEETdom. The library ASSISTANT job (thank you very much from a picky former library page), in comparison, sounds relatively normal. So he figures, what's the worst that could happen?

Strike 1: The books are apparently sorted via the single most incomprehensible filing system he's ever seen. What IS the logic behind this thing?

Strike 2: Turns out that some people get very tetchy if you tell them they have very small fines. Like, violently tetchy.

He's already beginning to regret this.]

[scorebooks]

[Let's just add to the list of things for Choromatsu to regret then, which may or may not include an inquiry regarding finding a book... especially with this filing system.

Nao wasn't aware of his thoughts, and that was probably for the best. After all, his reason for going to the library was because he's pretty much tired himself out from exploring, and wheelchairs were better for indoor use anyway. At the very least he was careful not to enter while dirty was on the wheels, if that's one less headache for him.]

Hi, sorry. Could I ask you to help me find this book?

[He's not familiar with the title, can barely read it, but he's pretty sure it's related to the questionable books he had to sell in his current job. (read: erotic plant books anyone?)]

My boss wanted it as a reference.

Renko Usami | Not Even The Good Parts of Touhou | ota

[greenwichsky]

[ 1 - Education ]

-The whole concept of getting paid to go to school was still completely alien to Renko, but she still needed to take extra jobs, and she figured HEY HOW HARD CAN IT BE TO TEACH HIGH SCHOOL KIDS. She was once a high schooler herself, she figures, so it can't be too terribly difficult. She was great in high school. She killed her exams with a finely sharpened sword of being a total nerd plus having nearly infinite amounts of free time caused in part by her total lack of a social life outside of watching reruns of "Cosmos"...

But it became apparent once she'd written down a certain equation and turned around to see almost entirely blank faces that maybe, just maybe, she had overestimated her teaching ability.-

Um... Can someone remind me what class this is again?

-Oh boy.-

[ 2 - Nature Reserve ]

-Another case of 'how hard could it be'? And while she thought it would be a good way of getting paid to exercise, she once more vastly overestimated her ability. One can come across poor Renko collapsed near the walkway, crawling in futility towards a fountain, looking very similar to a corpse. A very tired corpse.-

H-help... me...

-She'd only jogged two kilometers, though...-

[ 3 - Garbage ]

-Loathe as she was to admit it, this was something she was actually good at. Hey, sometimes you needed to budget for supplies over food when you were a scientist! And yet human bodies still needed to eat. Plus sometimes the best way to find the things you needed to complete your research were the kind of stuff people just threw away! Human beings sure did waste a lot of science.

And thus she's foraging. In YOUR bin. And she just got caught...-

Um... It's not what it looks like? -It's totally what it looks like.-

[ 4 - Agriculture ]

-Renko had a lot of Ideas and Theories about what actually caused various crop circles on her own world, but that same line of thinking also gave her a lot of inspiration for designs to put here. Of course working the walking boards to MAKE the circles was physical activity and ha ha, that just was not Renko's ability as previously concluded. So instead she sat back and used SCIENCE to make the perfect, most eye catching designs, quickly sketching them down. Man, when's the last time she used a protractor like this...-

Okay and now... exactly 57 degrees in that direction once the circle's radius reaches 3 meters... -Some people might not like the fact she isn't doing any real work, though...-

[[ renko was in the previous game, but for the sake of simplicity, I'm starting her off fresh ]]

3

[popsometags]

[ Rinne showed up to the garbage bin with a broom in hand, thinking he was going to have to shoo away a cat or something. Instead... what the hell was this, actually. ]

Really. [ Less than impressed here, Renko. ] Did you lose something in my trash?

rinne rokudo | kyoukai no rinne

[popsometags]

a. dumpster diving

[ Here's a fairly usual sight: Rinne Rokudo sifting through a dumpster. He digs through discarded gunk and filth with a purpose in mind. Truthfully, he had wondered about it himself. Someone, one of the aliens or one of the other refugees might have thrown something of great use and value away. The idea of it made him a little mad, but considering his status right now, he couldn't help but give it a go.

Rinne winds up pulling out a lampshade, giving it a good looksee, before tossing it back in.

It's. Probably worth noting. He hasn't spoken to Recycle or Else. ]

b. relax once in a while

[ Don't look now, but here he comes running right up to you. Rinne's holding a stack of flyers, looking completely determined... somehow? It's hard to tell really, but he looks like he's into this job. ]

Hey. You look tired. Do you need some time to relax? [ Before you can even respond, he's holding out the free flyer. Take it. It's free. ]

c. matchmaker matchmaker...

Psst. Hey, come here for a second.

[ Waving directly in your direction, Rinne glances around, making sure nobody else is paying attention. It looks like he has a secret, and if you get close enough, he'll finally spill the beans, after giving the premises another looksee. ]

I've noticed... someone else has your eyes on you. You have a secret admirer. [ Nodding sagely, Rinne looks around again, before pulling out an envelope, freshly sealed with a heart stamp on it. ]

They've asked me to give you this. Do you want it?

c

[karamatsugirls]

[Karamatsu was just minding his own business and walking along when suddenly he's being whispered at. Of course he has to learn what the big secret is, and as the guy tells him, his eyes get wide.]

R-really?

[Of course, he's waited for the day his Karamatsu Girls would finally come along, but it actually happening? And so soon after his arrival on the ship? That's the most exciting thing that's ever happened to him!

He holds out a hand eagerly for the envelope, trying to pull himself together and not look so dumbfounded.]

Yes, of course I want it! I cherish all love letters from my Karamatsu Girls~.

Karamatsu Matsuno | ota

[karamatsugirls]

A: Free Hugs

[he's finally found a job made for him

Outside Always Hugs is a man wearing a leather jacket, ridiculously sparkly pants, and sunglasses, and he's holding a sign that says, "Free Hugs." He doesn't move from his spot or make any noise, but he does stare, and stare hard, at the people passing, as though to hold them in place. If someone happens to meet his gaze, he lowers his sunglasses and looks at them over the top of the frames, raising an eyebrow.

Come on. You know you want one.]

B: As You Were

[Eventually, even a job as menial as giving out free hugs can't hold Karamatsu Matsuno's attention, and he's off again, prowling around the Night Entertainment district with a guitar (where did he get a guitar? not important). Eventually he settles against the wall outside a bar, lacking any substantial money to buy drinks inside, and strums Wonderwall an nondescript song on his guitar, literally waiting for someone to talk to him.

Someone has to talk to him eventually. He's the coolest guy here!

Guys walking past him will get the coolest of Cool Guy Nods (tm), and ladies will get a look over his sunglasses with his sparkling eyes (literally - he's wearing glitter-infused contacts).

Soon, my Karamatsu Girls will come talk to me. I'm waiting for you, Karamatsu girls!]

C: Another Round Over Here

[He can't just stand outside the bar all night, so eventually he goes inside and sits at the bar. By a bit after midnight, he has empty glasses littered around him, cheeks rosy from drinking and laughing at a joke no one told him.]

Another one over here, if you don't mind!

[He slurs the order, thumping his fist on the bar. The bartender cringes and hands him another... is that water? Is that seriously water? Who is he trying to fool here?]

C.

[be_acknowledged]

[Your painfulness is distracting him from his own drinking, Karamatsu.]

You could at least drink SOMETHING for the image.

[Says the guy who only needs a little sake to be three sheets to the wind.]

Aaaaah, this is so totally ridiculous. Why do we even have to be here, anyway? I TOLD them the Earth will be back in like a week or so but nooooo.

Daiki Aomine | Kuroko no Basuke

[aoimine]

i. your kink is not my kink
[ Look, Aomine gets it: the porn industry sells anywhere-- he's even shelled out a considerable lot of money on a collection of gravure magazines, really-- so it should come as no surprise that aliens aren't any different. But plant porn? Seriously? He's seen some weird kinks in his young life, but even he can't see the appeal there.

Well, whatever, not his business. He's not here to judge, he's only here to sell, so wherever you were planning to go, here's a 192cm wall of a teenager blocking your way. ]

Yo. [ He all but shoves the comic on the unsuspecting victim's face. ] Wanna take a peek at some hot and slick R-rated action?


ii. fluff a friend
[ Even though this is the sort of job that might suit a girl better, Aomine can't say he's doing too bad for himself; sometimes he fumbles with a ball of fluff in his hands, too big and unused to dealing with such tiny delicate creatures, and maybe he has scared off a customer or two in a fit of rage, but otherwise he gets along well enough with the wide variety of cutesy animals demanding his attention. Felines are especially drawn to him, for some odd reason; a sense of kinship, maybe?

Too bad for this overgrown human cat, a customer comes in right as he's getting ready for a nap. It might take a little shake or several, but eventually, he turns his attention to the newcomer. ]

Wanna try one? They're small and warm and mostly harmless.

[ Mostly. ]


iii. formless shot
[ Make your own scenario!! ]

ii

[scorebooks]

Mostly?

[Nao says it almost immediately, though there's too much mirth in his words for it to sound like suspicion. He had wandered close out of curiosity, and because currently jobless and in dire need of a distraction from aliens. Not quite what he expected, but it was good enough.

He's careful not to run onto any tails with his wheelchair, since who knows if they really are harmless or not, canting his head to the side.]

I should probably worry about that statement, shouldn't I? [He says with a soft laugh, not quite getting any cats for now.]

camilla | fire emblem: fates | choose your own adventure

[lunged]

a - education; sunrise daycare

[ Taking care of small children? You don't even have to pay Camilla to do that. I mean-- you should, but she'd do it for free. Camilla certainly seems to be enjoying this job. She's not much of a disciplinarian, clearly just doting on all of the kids. Paint on the walls, it's fine! Come to her, nap on her lap. ]

Aah, you're all so cute! I just want to take you all home.

[ It's so tragic that kidnapping is Bad. ]

b - recreation; always hugs

[ Are you just trying to live your life? Maybe having a hard time of it? Guess what, you get a free hug! And so do you! And so do you! From a busty purple haired woman, which is clearly what everyone wants...? ]

Oh, aren't you a sweetie? Come here. [ welcome to hug hell you can never leave ]

c - recreation; spa seekers

[ Ah, a spa! Since it sounds similar to a hot spring, she can support this. Want a flyer from some random purple haired lady? Here you go, person! ]

You look like you need some relaxation, dear.

c what do you mean we don't need 2 threads

[demoiselled]

Hmmm? Oh, did you want to go on a trip together, Camilla?

[ Unlike Corrin, Elise immediately takes to the idea, even if it wasn't stated... ]

That sounds like so much fuuuuuun!

Champion Cynthia | Pokemon DPPt

[chompionships]

1. Hug a (Poke)friend!
[ Cute and small creatures? Sure, you can have that, if you want. But in the meantime, there's a huge feathery bag of cute making this job a lot easier for Cynthia and actively seeking out customers that it can lay claim to. With hugs. Overly friendly, spine-snapping hugs. ]

Ah-- hello! [ She greets upon (finally!) noticing the damage her personal fluffy friend has been causing, having tackled its latest prey to the ground. ] Are you looking for a friendly face to hug?

[ She really, really hopes they were. ]


2. Pokeathlon
[ All right, so maybe the Nature Reserve had hired her for jogging around the area and give it more of a lively touch and she's perfectly fine with that idea, really. But while she's at it, why not take the chance to really put her physical abilities to the test? Even better if she can get her Pokemon to join in on the action, right?

So here's a girl and her landshark dragon of death, running side by side on a leisure jog, no big deal. This is outer space, you've probably witnessed weirder sights. ]

Great warm up, sweetie! [ They finally come to a halt, and she reaches up to fondly rub Garchomp's snout. Awfully close to all those pointy teeth, really. ] How about we try a race now?

[ Yes, racing a beast that can run at mach speed is clearly a smart idea. ]


3. Battle dance!
[ Hit me up with your own prompt! ]

it's been so long

[spookybloobloo]

[Well, a giant landshark of death is not the weirdest thing when you live in a literal kingdom of monsters. Especially when your scary neighbor has just the exact number of teeth. And is scarier.]

oh..............

[They float on over to the Garchomp.]

hey...there......

[An observant mind would note that they actually seem a bit more reluctant to approach the human that Garchomp's with, but hey.]

Salamandinay | Cross Ange

[salamandrill]

Bird Impersonator

[ ...for a very, VERY generous interpretation of bird, granted, in the sense that Sala is, in fact, capable of flight under her own power. Two huge, pink, scaly wings extend from her back as she glides and dips and weaves through the air, wielding a sword - she doesn't intend to chop the birds up or anything, but she can sure as heck reflect blinding glares at them, and who knows if any of the birds might attack? Surely she is allowed to defend herself.

Sure, it's a menial task, but it lets her spread her wings and fly, and in lieu of being able to fly around in a transforming mech, it's not a bad trade-off. ]

Books A-Plenty

[ This is more her speed in a lot of ways, though, even if she wishes they'd let her carry her sword on her in the library. Certainly they can understand the need for a born and bred warrior princess to be armed at all times! But it doesn't even really leave her all that antsy, because while being surrounded by books isn't ideal, she's a bit of an intellectual warrior princess at heart. Totally. ]

Do you need help finding anything specific?

Nature Reserve

[ Sala didn't take the job to make it seem more enticingly active, but frankly, that was just so that she could do her own thing instead of jogging. She had precisely two activities in mind here:

Hopefully, they allowed people to swing swords around in the nature reserve, because if not, she was probably going to be in trouble. Until then, she was using a bit of wide open space to go through the motions, slow enough that absolutely no one should be accidentally chopped to bits, but fast enough that if some invisible person with terribly slow reaction time wandered in front of her, they might just be hurt fairly badly. Every movement is calm and precise, and she's not looking for spectators or sparring partners judging by how far off the beaten path she is.

Other than swording, she's singing, a very important song just without the backing instruments, and with a more longing, wistful tone to it. It's almost like she's trying to call out to someone with it... ]

bords

[greenwichsky]

-Hell yeah, it was awesome. But it was also astoundingly hard to explain. Sala certainly did not appear to be light enough, or her wings strong enough, on a casual glance to be able to propel herself through the sky like that. And thus she is being watched by a girl in a peculiar hat, with a notepad, hastily sketching out graphs and equations as she witnessed the act, just trying to figure out the "how" of Sala's flight through observation...-

SPA SEEKER FLYERS // ACTION // No grilled cheese sandwiches allowed

[dupelicate]

[Another month, another garbage job. Why wasn't there ever anything normal?

At least this one was pretty low-maintenance, giving him time to think about the situation at hand, or just idly day-dream — an opportunity he hadn't had the pleasure of doing in quite a while. All things considered, even Luke couldn't complain about this. All he had to do was hand out every flyer each day, right? Piece of cake.]

Spa Seekers! One hundred credits off if you sign up today! Seek out the best spas on the ship! ...Not that there's more than one...

[He waves a flyer in the air like a newsie, screws on his biggest, dumbest, grin, then attempts to offer it to anyone passing by who looks like they might actually take one, on purpose or accidentally. Time to get paid.]

Take a flyer, sir? How about you, ma'am?

[salamandrill]

[ Hey this was WAY more normal than being a living scarecrow. Like, this was something an actual human being might be hired to do back home, even.

Still with only one spa around it is a bit odd to go to such effort to promote it, but life here falls into familiar patterns in the strangest of ways, and Sala snaps up a flyer. ]

I can't have you going back with as many flyers as you left with, I suppose.

soleil | fire emblem fates

[sunnymerc]

[ Bright Smile ]

[ Soleil didn't even sign up for this job. She was hanging around the store as a customer and management pulled her to the side and offered her the job. Apparently her ability to stand around smiling against all odds did not go unnoticed. ]

Am I really getting paid to do this? This is a piece of cake. Heh heh! I almost feel bad.

[ Free Hugs! ]

[ Now this she signed up for. When she saw the listing, she practically fought her way to make sure she got the job. She doesn't need an excuse to offer hugs, but she certainly does not mind having one. ]

FREE! HUGS! FREE HUGS!

[ She is shouting in attempt to get all attention centered on her. Her sign is held up high and she hops up and down in attempt to stand out even more. This may not work quite how she is hoping it will. ]

[ Dirty Dancing? ]

[ She went and got a third job, but...well, this one did not work out as well. In fact, she got fired. Soleil has a bandage covering a gash on her forehead, a sprained ankle, and a black eye.

...She...She is just going to wander through the dining area in an attempt to find something to sooth her mood. Tea, preferably, but her perpetually cheery mood has taken a slight hit so she isn't optimistic. Still smiling, though. ]

Charming smiles indeed.

[egophile]

It seems you too are perfectly suited for a job like this. Honestly it makes me feel relieved to know my coworkers aren't slacking.

Mordred (Saber of Red) | Fate/Apocrypha

[moredread]

#1) The Orion Trail
[ Someone promised Mordred there would be driving. Video games may be a relatively new concept to her, but not one that was difficult to grasp. The idea of participating in what sounded like an all-you-can-play style marathon, foregoing sleep for the sake of entertainment, and all that while getting paid for it...? How could she refuse?

One hour into a game that can be best described as "Desert Bus, but in Space", and she is starting to regret this contract. ] I see now why we had to draw straws for this one.

[ Mordred murmured to herself around the lid of a can. ] What's the point of this?

[ And does she have enough energy drinks and coffee on-hand to cope with the encroaching boredom? Maybe the person in the beanbag chair beside hers, playing some other game, can answer this. Or maybe they'll be merciful and trade. ] Hey, what are you playing?


#2) Nature, Unreserved
Just what exactly did they mean by 'weather tester'...? [ This is a question Mordred posed to herself as she stood out in the middle of a clearing, a communication's device in one hand and an umbrella in the other. It was a bright, sunny afternoon that greeted her on this floor, and she was halfway to the point of enjoying the feeling of the warm sun on her skin when the sky turned black in mere moments.

The umbrella made sense, now. It also refused to open. ] Oh, come on, why would — augh! [ A rumble of thunder was all the warning Mordred had before droplets of water began to pelt her. It was a solid spring to cover so she thought that she would take her chances with the canopy in her hand. It refused to cooperate. The button at its grip was unresponsive, and there was no way to engage a manual release (that Mordred could figure out anyway). She gave a frustrated cry as the rain picked up in intensity, a flash of holographic lightning preceding a louder boom of thunder from speakers hidden from view.

Thoroughly aggravated now, and on her way to having her bare legs and ponytail soaked through, Mordred gave a few wild swings of the umbrella, trying to open the canopy; or at least dislodge it.

That worked! Mostly. It did open, but it also came apart from the handle, flying out across the field and toward ... whoever it was that was unfortunate enough to approach Mordred in the first place. Hopefully they have good reflexes, or a thick skull, because with the wind behind it the light bundle of fabric and metal is going to smart otherwise.

Mordred cast a look their way, more surprised that she managed to break the damn thing in the first place than caring who she struck with it. It's not her fault; it's the wind's!! Or corporate sabotage. ] —oh, damn it all.


#3) Welcome to the Garbagerie! Please follow the (un)happy feet.
[ Incinerator duty is hard work, but satisfying. Cathartic even. Mordred can just visualize her stress, bundle it up, and dump it in a chute or through an opening in the furnace's plating and watch it turn to ash and smoke before her very eyes. The same eyes that reflected the raging fires with alacrity.

She tied off another bag when a shape bouncing to the floor caught her attention. Mordred stepped right over to it and picked it up in her gloved hands. She turned it over this way and that. It could be something valuable; it could even be an item someone was presently scouring the bins for in desperate hope for its return.

Whatever it was, Mordred marched right back to her assigned spot, and wound her arm back, ready to pitch it into the blazing inferno. Throwing in 3, 2, 1—!! ]


#4) Saber's gonna Saber
[[ OOC: This is the "wildcard" option. Feel free to hit me with a prompt assuming Mordred is off dining, shopping, or indulging in the nightlife and your character either is serving her, eating/shopping with her, or otherwise just hit me up with any requests if nothing else suits your needs! ]]

Let's get trashy

[jinrai]

Hey! That's my wallet!

[Killua's been rifling through garbage for the better part of an hour looking for it and he'll be damned if Mordred is just going to chuck it into the incinerator. Figures the weird girl he shared a shift with would find it before he did and ultimately send it hurtling to its demise.

Wrapping his hand tightly around her wrist, Killua wrenches her arm back. Hopefully Mordred takes getting bossed around by a bratty kid better than most.]

Drop it.

Maggey Byrde | Ace Attorney

[flappybyrde]

Emotion Potions & the Weather
[Maggey has been loaded with various bottles of potions and instructed to test them in every day situations. "We're not going to know how well they work if you just try them during emotional times."

So here's Maggey at her second ... third? fourth? ... job, weather monitoring. The skies may be clear but Maggey's eyes sure aren't as she sobs up a storm.]

It's a [snort] beautiful day out here!

Free Hugs!
[This seems easy enough, right? Here's Maggey with her sign all set up and assisting other volunteers on the job. She'll even wave to attract people's attention.]

Excuse me sir. [Man, woman, tiny rolling ball of fluff, doesn't matter. You're now 'sir'. And this is Maggey, holding her arms out.]

Free hug?

The Best Scarecrow
[Maggey's out here doing her darndest to scare away what up until now has been chiefly crows so far. They've even provided her with a uniform for the job, as patchwork and obligatory stuffed with straw as it may be.

Her scare tactics seem to mostly be running after the crows, shouting "HEY!" at them and then flailing her arms. A few of them fly away just to land behind her. For a while now she's been carrying one particularly non-caring crow atop her head unnoticed while she keeps brushing off the ones settling on her shoulders.]

Hey, stop that! There's a lot better fields you can settle in, you know. Think about your life choices!

WILDCARD

caw caw

[moredread]

[ Standing at the edge of the field, dressed in overalls with a shovel slung over her shoulder, Mordred has been watching this scene unfold for a good ten minutes. Finally, with that one crow landing on the girl's head without so much as a reaction, she crosses the line from looking like she's about to laugh at any second, to letting it go. It's a sound loud enough to startle at least a couple of the birds away... or it could just be that vaguely menacing presence of hers. ]

Hah! What wizard did you piss off? [ Is that a serious question, or is Mordred just mocking her? ]

Night Entertainment: Perfect Match

[kusogaki]

[ You would think that to be a customer at a matchmaking service, you would need to choose to be. Maybe even drop by the actual office. That is not the case! You might simply be wandering the Night Entertainment District, taking in the sounds and lights, when you're suddenly grabbed!

You'll then be forcefully seated on one side of what appears to be a cheap card table. Your new hostess, decked out in a ladies' power suit while sporting a huge and obviously fake wedding ring, will draw a bright pink privacy curtain around the two of you before taking the opposite seat. ]

You are just in time for your appointment, yes? Do not worry, I am the best matchmaker Perfect Match has to offer. I have been employee of the month for three years straight! [ Obvious lie. ] I will start by determining your marriagefullness, yes? Which do you prefer:

[ She holds up two flash cards. One is a picture of an octopus with little pink hearts above it's head, and the other is a a young man named Shinpachi with a big red 'X' marked across him. ]

Tentacles or glasses?

[glitterpants]

<sub>[ This was, undoubtedly, probably the biggest decision of his 20-something year old life. He had never been to a dating agency like this before! How thrilling. In fact, he doesn't even seem to mind being handled roughly and plopped down in the seat.
He totally believes her lie.

The question she asks, though, get him to really think. Oh man. Ohhh, man. Give him a second; Karamatsu is obviously trying to decide. ]</sub>

Heh.
As long as there is love, I will take either. Beauty is not just on the outside, but it begins on the inside.

Tina Belcher / Bob's Burgers

[charmbomb]

[Garbage: Recycle or Else housecalls!]

[ If you feel so inclined to answer the knocking at your door, you'll be greeted by an awkward teenager. She's got a bag of rancid garbage in one hand, and an index card in the other. She takes a massively deep breath before she begins to read aloud in one long and monotone run-on sentence. ]

Hello, my name is Tina Belcher and I am here to show you the dangers of not recycling because recycling is important for the environment, even in space if we filled up all of space with trash then the stars would get blocked out and there would be no more kissing because all dates would stop being romantic without any stars to gaze at and then no one could get married to anyone else even if one or both of them were great dancers in this hypothetical dating situation.

[ She breathes finally and looks up from the card. ]

Can I leave this trash by your door to remind you to recycle?


[Dining: Branched Humanity Restaurant]

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............

[ There's the weirdest rasping sound coming from somewhere nearby. Is the air filtration system? A malfunctioning refrigerator? The life finally leaving an elderly coma patient?

It's definitely not a mannequin. It's not that strange one with the glasses making a really sad attempt to scare you by not moving at all. ]