IC CONTACT POST

[uberboned]

[A woman's voice comes over the line.]

You've reached the Trickster's voicemail. Unfortunately, Mr. Trickster isn't available to take your call, nor will he likely ever be. Should you still wish to leave a message, please respond after the tone, and maybe we'll remember to get it to him, mmkay?

[Beep]

[[OOC: This is an IC voicemail post for all verses games. Please put the name of the verse/game you want in the subject heading.]]

Comments

Call ; siren's pull

[uberboned]

The rumors are true. And I hope to God the child labor laws in Canada are less strictly enforced, 'cause it seems like half my staff's underage.

Call ; siren's pull

[thequarterback]

Well aren't some of the legal ages for stuff lower in Canada? Uh, anyway, you think you have anything I could maybe do? Do you do that whole interview the wannabe employee thing first?

Call ; siren's pull

[uberboned]

[Oh, Finn. You assume he does things like a normal businessman.] Look, kid, as long as you're not a murderer and aren't a royal prick, there's no way I'm not gonna hire you. I'm understaffed. Just keep in mind it's a cabaret. If you're gonna get flustered 'cause of girls in short skirts, this may not be the place for you.

Call ; siren's pull

[thequarterback]

[He's new to the idea of angels with businesses :|] Well, I'm usually around girls in short skirts a lot so I'm kinda used to it. It wouldn't be a problem or anything.

Call ; siren's pull

[uberboned]

Good. You can start tomorrow night.

And, uh, don't question Jinx's costume choices. She might claw your eyes out.

Call ; siren's pull

[thequarterback]

Thanks, man, I'll keep that in mind.

So, um, what time tomorrow? And what am I supposed to be doing?

Call ; siren's pull

[uberboned]

We open at five. You can start with waiting tables. From there... Well. We'll see.

Call ; siren's pull

[thequarterback]

Awesome. Thanks, man, I appreciate it.