August Jobs!

[terminalmods]

Greetings, Citizens of Terminal Tokyo! This is your local Trailmon Job Agency doing its monthly rounds! We've a lot of jobs to fill and more people than normal. Hope none o' you youngins were out here for a vacation! Man-- I remember the good old days of running free, yes ma'am. Now my gears are all rustin' and it's a hard to get on chuggin'-- but never you mind all that!

Since there's a lot of new folk around here I best get'ta explaining, yeah? Beginning of the month or so we post a bunch of jobs. We Trailmon spend a while setting 'em all up nice and organized for you lot.

All ya gotta do is sign up to do it. Remember there's limited spaces for each, so don't be riding the slow'mon about it!

[[OOC MECHANICS: This is how it will work (we'll be doing it similar to gargleblasted). Each number needed will be listed and it's first come first serve. Each character is allowed ONE (1) job, so please don't go signing up for more than that.

To get the job all you have to do is respond! SIGN UPS CAN BE FOUND HERE! Please respond with the CHARACTER JOURNAL of the character you wish to sign up with!

This is where all interactions will be taking place. There is a section for each job, and you will be allowed to set up further things as you like in terms of dates and times and who you will talk to.]]

Comments

[bigsoftie]

[Leatherhead, due to Impmon's urging to do SOMETHING other than chill in his bathtub, went out in the city. Seems Impmon wanted Leatherhead around more often--not all up in his face, but at least where he could hear the big guy if something went wrong.

But you know, going out among strangers isn't so bad when you see a fellow Wrecker out there, eating some fruit. He could go in and talk to him, right?

...it was so weird how he could go into human places without causing a commotion. He almost got used to being human.

Impmon is the first to walk in and give the mandatory greeting, however.]

Nice scarf, you got one in my size?

Hello, my friend. That is just Impmon's way of saying hello.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[At least Impmon is getting you out and about, Leatherhead. Wheeljack wouldn't state it, but I'm sure somewhere on the inside he's proud of you. He sees the young guy walk in--I mean, who couldn't, he's a giant--giving a smirk as he tosses a towel over his shoulder.]

Hey, kid.

Hey, loser.

How've you been holdin' up since the castle?

[bigsoftie]

[Leatherhead gives a little smile as he straightens up his posture. Impmon scoffs at You. Fine, be like that.]

I have been sitting in my room with Marley and Elizabeth.

...it is strange, not needing to hide.

That's one of the few things not weird, am I right?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[His smile is met with a little smirk in return. His hand extends, offering the rest of the leftovers as he goes to start wiping down the counter. Guess he should actually do his JOB.]

Makin' friendly, then?

Good to hear.

[bigsoftie]

They like me...I think.

[Oh wow, FOOD. Don't mind if Leatherhead takes some, scooping up and tossing it into his mouth, snapping the remains in typical gator fashion. He has not worked out EVERY kink of being human yet.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Can't go wrong with that. What'd I tell ya? Doin' pretty well for yourself.

[He watches the strange eating habit for a second...before shrugging and continuing what he was doing. Kid's weird. So's everyone else.]

Maybe they *~*like*~*~ you~!

[You, no.]

[bigsoftie]

...what do you mean?

[Dear god You what the hell are you doing.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Can't stop this train.]

You know~ If girls find you attractive!!

[The whole boyfriend thing is going to her head like whoa...]

[bigsoftie]

......how do I know?

You're gonna make his brain explode.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Kid, don't listen to her.

[Seriously, she got hers by evolving into a sheep how would she know?]

Hey! I know that compliments are always a plus!

[bigsoftie]

I still have not met anyone yet...


Not if you're gonna be camping out in your room like that.

[Can we just talk about ice cream.]

...this food is delicious.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

It takes time, kid. There's always scrap in the junkyard. But if ya wait until it clears a bit, you'll find the real treasure.

Yeah! There's always someone for every person! It's why we're your partners, too!

...

[Wheeljack welcomes this topic change.]

's called Ice Cream.

[bigsoftie]

[This stuff's so addictive oh no we might have a problem.]

This is the best...second best food I've ever eaten.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He can't help but agree with you on that, Leatherhead.]

Better than candy, huh?

[bigsoftie]

Far better...

Hold up, big guy! I want some too!

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Wheeljack's eyebrows perk up at Impmon's request, leaning over the counter with a smug little smile on his face.]

Yeah? With what money?

[That one Wheeljack just gave was paid for. Where's yours being funded, Impmon?]