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

[shoulderpads]

[Syakomon tilts his head back to look up at his partner with a really big grin.]

[Magnus's expression eases up as he meets with the little creature, simply giving him an approving nod.]

YES!

Make sure we get two spoons, guys.

[There's a puzzled raise of the eyebrows from the Commander, but he doesn't object.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[To be honest, Wheeljack was kind of surprised Magnus caved. He certainly wouldn't have done that back in the early days of the war. Not that he'd sacrifice the clam's ice cream to find that out. He heads to the container, getting the three scoops of Rocky Road, Fudge Caramel Swirl, and "Pink" (strawberry) respectively.

With that, he sets the bowl down, two spoons sticking out.]

There ya go, tiger.

[shoulderpads]

[Mochi glances at both of the spoons before revealing a large mouth full of terrifying fangs. It looked like he was about to devour the whole plate before a hand reaches down to take the cup from under him.]

[Magnus appeared to have confiscated the food, probably for what was about to take place. His partner deflates a little as he turns around.]

What'd I do?

Do not make a mess.

[He scoops a little bit of the ice cream with the spoon and offers it to the digimon, who happily sucks it in.]

[Right. Clams don't have arms.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[The whole scene just makes Wheeljack smirk to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. Same ol' Magnus. Maybe it was seeing him do it as a human, or the idea that he's doing it to his own Digimon, but the image is slightly humorous.]

C'mon, let the kid eat, Magnus.

Not every day he gets four ice cream flavours at once.

[You scampers over to Mochi, patting him on the shell.]

Make sure to eat up all gone!