I R GOD, LOL.
OOC: Lawd, I've been asleep haven't I? @_@ Forgive me, peeps, I have been unwell as of late. My stomach contents have turned out to be quite interesting, however. And I lol at the many job applications.
IC:
Terry took a moment to stop and stare at the hotel building, before looking down to fumble with the huge ensemble of keys that were hanging off his belt.
"Sorry 'bout the name, I just felt up a guy by accident. Name's Marty. Who're you 2, and where do we go after signing up?" He heard from another Slig whom had just arrived on the scene.
'Well, I'm Terry, I'll be the check-in guy at this hotel. I'm assuming you two will be working as security here?' Terry replied, not looking up. Finally picking a long, gnarled-looking skeleton key, he pushed it through the lock in the door and turned the key, which was followed by a satisfying click!
'Haha! It's easy to get in if you know which key to use.' He chuckled to himself. He then remembered that a Slig and then a Mudokon had asked what to do.
'I'm afraid I can't help with your listlessness, friends, as I've only just applied for occupation here myself. Perhaps there ought to be some sort of staff meeting, where we can discuss the general plan of the place...' Pushing the door open, he picked up his luggage again and placed it next to the doorway, out of the way. Looking around, he could see that the building was quite empty, even though it was already fully-furnished.
'I suppose I have a permanent room in here, do I?' he wondered aloud.
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OOC: Hmm... actually, I think I'll wait a few before posting IC as Thompy. I'm still studying up on what a Pit Boss does (I have a nice lead now, thankyou Wikipedia) and I have no idea what to do in the mean time. I'll probably get Thompy to ask Bernie or someone.
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