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

[robotfightclub]

[An eyebrow is raised.]

Sharing, Wheeljack? What did I do to deserve such an honor?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[That smirk widens, tapping it once more towards her.]

Hey, I'm a giver.

[A soft laugh follows.]

C'mon, you deserve it.

[robotfightclub]

[She takes it and quickly scoops a bite into her mouth, still eying him a little. Why are you so difficult to figure out, Jackie?]

So what? Is this the part where you tell me you spit in it?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He even surprises himself sometimes. You're definitely not outside the norm.]

I guess it would be, if I did it.

[He takes a little bit out of the cup himself with his spoon, putting it into his own mouth.]

Sorry if I got your hopes up.

[robotfightclub]

Trust me, last thing I want is your spit in my mouth. Primus only knows what's been in there...

[She eats more anyway, because she's a rebel.]

I'd be surprised if you even knew what brushing your teeth meant.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

If I had to guess, I'd say an apple, burgers, ice cream, a little beer, pancakes, candy, and a...salad.

[His face scrunches up at that last one. Obviously not a favourite.]

Believe me, I'm not a fan of it. Humans have way too much maintenance.

[robotfightclub]

At least you're capable of keeping up with it.

[She takes another bite before she's suddenly reminded of her tired state, giving off a yawn.]

Let's see if I can tonight...

[wheeljackofalltrades]

If I don't, princess over there--[He nods to You, who's cleaning a table]--won't leave me alone.

[He gives her a little pat on the back, straightening up a bit.]

Maybe you oughta power down early tonight.

[robotfightclub]

I got stuff I need to do first.

[She gives a weak smile.]

But once it's all done, I'm curling up in bed and never coming out.

[Or at least until morning.

Sprocket looks over to You, who is in fact cleaning a table. His ears perk up at what Wheeljack had said.]

She can be my princess~

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[With that smirk, he gives a nod back going to throw his spoon away.]

Enjoy it. And hey, at least ya won't be disturbed in your new pad.

[His gaze turns to Sprocket, then to You. And back to Sprocket.]

Can't say I'm surprised, with the way you're starin'.

[robotfightclub]

[Wheeljack's strange kindness is, well, strange. ...But not unwelcome. Maybe it's just because she's too tired to put on her usual "too tuff" act, but her smile does show that she appreciates it.]

Ever have a place to yourself before?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[It's been a rough couple of weeks for both. A little kindness he doesn't mind giving. He gives a soft smile back, cleaning the glass on the ice cream bin.]

You could say that. Jackhammer and I flew across space for quite some time. Guess it's not exactly home, though.

{That made all the difference.]

[robotfightclub]

[She gives a little chuckle of her own, then looks down.]

You know, it's funny because it's still more than me. I have no idea what to do with this place.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He tilts his head up a bit in thought.]


Heh, wrong bot to ask on that. Guess ya could look into the wild world of interior design.

[ Decoration wasn't really something high to do back in the Golden Age. Most rooms had what they needed, and that was it.

Art was still developing, it seemed.]

[robotfightclub]

Was worth a shot. Honestly, I don't mind it. Sprocket's the one who whines about it all the time.

It's so boring!

See? Can you believe that? I'm boring.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Wheeljack gives a little chuckle at that, eyes casting down to Sprocket again.]

Look at it this way, sparky. It's spacious.

[Over where You is cleaning the table, an ear perks up as she turns her head. Are they talking about Arcee's room? She wants in!]

Oh! I know what you can do! Have some people over, make some food, let us eat it...you know, fun stuff like that!

Or board games.