Fast Food: Stories of the Underpaid: A Roleplaying Fast Food Chain Game - Games

Moon Man managed to dodge the fleeing cockroaches with ease, simply leaning out of the way when they charged through. "[I]Yuck.[/I]" he simply said, watching them dart across the parking lot. He turned back around, and proceeded inside. He noticed the others scattered about, some talking and some minding their own business. Some good vibes here and there, he picked out. He glanced back out the door to see that one of the new employees was still outside, on her phone. He opened the door, leaned out, and spoke to her. "[I]Hey, foxy lady. Ya comin' in?[/I]"

"You don't do that you fucking idiot, here:" Mike "The Milwaukee Mulatto Murderer" Stoklasa then pulled over the cash register and began hitting it with a beer bottle, slowly smoothing out some of the dents. "Are you telling me I gotta fix everything here? What else needs fixing?"

Vadim did a thumbs up while typing on the laptop with his other hand. As the establishment had only recently opened, there wasn't all that much to dish. With nothing in need of his attention Vadim decided to explore the building. When he passed Colby he placed an empty vodka bottle ontop of the airsofters helmet while chuckling.

[QUOTE=NightmareX91;50891410]"You could not comprehend this shit if I fisted your brain with it, biatch."[/QUOTE] "Okay." Kevin turns around and starts prepping his station. His hands are shaking in fear.

[quote]He glanced back out the door to see that one of the new employees was still outside, on her phone. He opened the door, leaned out, and spoke to her. "Hey, foxy lady. Ya comin' in?"[/quote] 'I'm gunna get robbed' she thinks to herself as she feels for her pepper spray in her back pocket, "Hey, um, not just yet." her hands are shaking a bit as this moon man smiles at her menacingly.

Rodney says to Kevin before he turns around "Responsibility's cool, but there’s more things in life, like getting your dick rode all fucking night by the kind of girl that knows how to keep her shit tight." Afterwards, he looks around the bowels of hell for shit that needs doing.

[QUOTE]"Hey, um, not just yet." her hands are shaking a bit as this moon man smiles at her menacingly.[/QUOTE] [I]"Cool, cool..."[/I] he said, before noticing her feeling around in her pocket. And the look on her face. [I]"Chill, hot mama. I'm not gonna mess with ya."[/I] he said, flashing her his trademark smile before stepping back inside.

[QUOTE=NightmareX91;50891510]Rodney says to Kevin before he turns around "Responsibility's cool, but there’s more things in life, like getting your dick rode all fucking night by the kind of girl that knows how to keep her shit tight." Afterwards, he looks around the bowels of hell for shit that needs doing.[/QUOTE] "What's with the static around you?" Kevin suddenly asks

Herman, knowing he can't really act now, just turned his back on the fatso and the weird guy with static around him, and returned to his post. Thankfully, in comparison to the rest of the joint, the vertical rotisserie and the fryer closest to it were decently clean. Could use some wet wipes, but otherwise fine. The rotisserie rod was also slightly bent, but that wasn't much of an issue. He pulled out a few wet wipes from his pocket and started cleaning.

[QUOTE]"What's with the static around you?" Kevin suddenly asks[/QUOTE] "Known for it, been through it, done everything I can to it. Road to it, til I broke through it."

Misty simply nods, then immediately fumbles for her phone as moon man walks back inside. She texts her friend, "Help me there's a god damn moon man here I don't know if I can do this." Her friend, Stella, texts her back, "Don't worry girl, just a culture gap, you'll get used to it." "I don't know if I'll get used to a black man that ran from the desert screaming Yuh! all the god damn time." "Wtf. Don't know what to do about that. Just, go through the first day, see what happens, okay?" "Idk if I should, but fine, you owe me if I don't get stabbed." She then flips back her phone, and carefully walks inside.

Colby, seeing Misty walk back inside, quickly brushes back his... helmet? As he leans over on the counter, making finger-guns at her. She can practically [i]feel[/i] him creepily winking at her behind his tinted goggles.

Mike spots Misty entering "Hey Lady! Have you seen the new movie Suicide Squad? As long as Mr Plinkett doesn't ask to get his VCR repaired I can sit here and discuss movies" [editline]15th August 2016[/editline] "Wait oh fuck, maybe it's on his counter or something" Mike gets up to look for the VCR, still ignorant of the unplugged phone.

Misty walks past both Colby and Mike, feeling chills up her spine. Everything here is creepy, hope the cooks aren't just as terrifying. She then peeks her head inside the kitchen, and notices two people next to the friers. She waves her hand weakly, "Hi..."

After coming back inside, Moon Man decided to explore his new work place. He strolled through the entrance, his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face, before turning and entering the bar area of the restaurant. This would probably be where he'd spend most of his time, considering he was hired to entertain patrons. In the corner was a grand piano. Surprisingly, one of the few things in the restaurant that wasn't trashed. He strolled over and looked at the keys and strings. [I]Groovy.[/I]

Kevin sees Misty and smiles. "Hey, long time no see. What's new?"

Mike finally reaches Mr Plinketts counter, and sees the busted-up VCR sitting there. "Hey Mr Plinkett I'm finally here to fix your VCR you old bastard! The one that I've been working on for six fucking years?" He heard nothing, and decided to sit down with a can of beer to drink while waiting for Mr Plinkett to show up. He saw a cassette tape on the floor called "Pocket Ninjas" "Huh, maybe I can watch this". In spite of the fact that the television is lacking both a screen and a connection to a working vcr Mike somehow begins watching the movie while drinking beer.

"KEVIN" Misty yells as she runs for him, full on hug, "Finally, someone not scary as hell," she sighs relief, "It's been so long, yeah. Sorry about that golfing incident."

Kevin receives the hug awkwardly. "Don't worry, you're not responsible. What are you doing here?"

Herman watched as Misty ran past him to hug Kevin. He shrugged it off and continued his cleaning. Soon, he was done. He noticed that there was a metal pipe on the floor. He grabbed it and swung hard at the bent rotisserie rod, straightening it out. While it wasn't an issue before, a bent rod can always grow into an issue later.

"Ah, just paying for college, jobs pretty close. Only a 15 minute drive from my dorm! What about you, man?"

"I can't golf anymore so I figured I'd pursue my interest in cooking. You going to waitress or work with me in the kitchen?"

Name: Slab Bulkhead Picture(optional): [T]http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121109205926/xcom/images/b/b6/XCOM-EU_Soldiers_Class_-_Support.png[/T] Date Of Birth: January 1st, 1985 Position: Line Cook/Front Counter Race: :terrists: Biography: After getting fired from the XCOM Project due to his complete inability to hit the broad side of a barn with a rocket launcher, Slab Bulkhead has been looking for work since we beat back the aliens. His chance of success on any action varies from 1 to 100 at all times. Too poor to buy a car so he bums rides off the guy they sold the Skyranger to.

"Waitress. Been working with computers all the time, haven't had much chance to be social. Although, my first experience isn't exactly fun..." She notices the other guy in the kitchen, "Oh, sorry, who are you?"

Name: Jay "Can't tolerate the gay" Bauman Picture(optional): [t]http://65.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m62g4s9V861rsabxvo6_r1_1280.png[/t] Date Of Birth: Some point in time probably a couple decades ago. Position: Repairman, Customer Service Race: White Biography: Even more amateur filmmaker that worked with Mike to make his shitty knockoff series and movies, while pretending to also fix Plinkett's VCR. He somehow also got roped into this with Mike. He also was apparantly a crack addict at some point. Because why not.

Herman didn't even look at Misty, as he put down the pipe in a garbage bag for Frank to take later. "I fry fries and rotisserie kebabs," he said in his gravely voice, indicating his age.

"SLAB BULKHEAD REPORTING FOR DUTY MA'AM. I FLIP BURGERS AND BURGER TOPPINGS." He salutes, and then extends his arm out for a handshake. Estimated 55% chance of Slab correctly landing a handshake due to: Target out of cover: +25% Flanking/Angle Bonus: 0% Aim Skill is 35, no bonus unless it's above 50 so: +20% baseline Proximity to target: +10% The Roll: [T]http://i.imgur.com/Xkx5xQM.png[/T] Slab fucks it up real good.

Rodney keeps an eye on Kevin and Misty as they have their lovey-dovey gay as fuck moment, static at his blindside. "I've seen footage, I stay noided." he mutters to himself.

[QUOTE=Damian0358;50891762]Herman didn't even look at Misty, as he put down the pipe in a garbage bag for Frank to take later. "I fry fries and rotisserie kebabs," he said in his gravely voice, indicating his age.[/QUOTE] She turns back to Kevin, whispering, "He a vet?"

"No idea. I just met him. Seems like an alright guy though." Kevin says.