cuddlecity | EVENT: WHY DON'T YOU GET A JOB?

EVENT: WHY DON'T YOU GET A JOB?

Congratulations, cuddlers! You've survived your first month here in Cadelle, and with only (cough) minimal catastrophe. The city administration is beyond grateful for all of your help in the rebuilding efforts, and cannot thank you enough for all your hard work. Well, maybe that's not entirely fair. After bribing visitors to move out, meeting the seemingly endless caloric needs of hungry superheroes, and funding the reconstruction efforts, the city's coffers are starting to feel a little light... which leads us to today.

The festivities kick off with a time-honored Cadelle tradition: the skills fair! In keeping with local customs, Cadellians traditionally volunteer to host a booth and teach a skill of their choice for the day, a good deed that helps to refill the city's energy stores after the busy summer season. This year, the city has graciously agreed to let anyone interested sign up to host, and has set aside a small number of booths for the exclusive use of their newest visiting citizens... and while money isn't on the table (sorry, y'all, but they did say they were a little tight on the wallet), teaching out of the goodness of your heart still counts as a good deed done.

Whether you choose to host a booth and teach a skill of your own, or to wander the fair and learn something new, be sure to take time to appreciate the day's other offerings. Like any good late-summer fair, there's plenty of delicious food and drink from some of the city's best loved vendors to sample, upbeat music in the air to dance courtesy of the local top 40 radio station, and lots of opportunities to escape the heat thanks to special seminars hosted by the city's own university. Yes, seminars — there's one every hour, with topics ranging from underwater basket weaving to particle physics to the careful art of walking more than one dog on the same leash. Classes are free, seats are plentiful, and hey, what else do you really have to do? You don't have a job yet, do you?

Speaking of jobs... after the fun in the sun of the skills fair is over, it's time for the main event on day two: the job fair! Yes, that's right, a job fair, because it's time for all you freeloaders to start paying your own way.

That might be a little harsh.

In any case, Flora and Cornelius are glad to welcome to you to Cadelle's first annual Employment Extravaganza, complete with brightly colored booths, friendly vendor representatives, and plenty of applications to go around. Come say hi, shake some hands, and maybe even get hired on the spot!

In addition to the city's many and varied culinary venues, there are a wide variety of cultural institutions, learning centers, recreation spots, and shopping destinations to appease even the most restless of visitors. (Hint, hint: there's even a DIRECTORY.)

While the sky's the metaphorical limit, be sure to check out the sponsored booths currently hiring:

▸ Barred is currently hiring for dance instructors! From classic ballet to interpretative dance or hip-hop, any style is welcomed. Please note: all classes are fully-clothed. (If you prefer to dance in your birthday suit, we suggest a more personal arrangement.)

▸ Blue Springs Pool is looking for qualified lifeguards to supervise the annual 'Learn To Swim' and 'Mommy and Me' programs this fall. While being able to breathe underwater is preferred, it's not required.

▸ Chop Shop has an opening for an even-tempered (... or not) culinary instructor for their evening cooking classes. Exceptional candidates may even be considered for the chef's academy, where they will be tasked with training Cadelle's next great generation of professional chefs!

▸ Crunches is eagerly hoping to fill a variety of positions, from gym staff to personal trainers and fitness instructors. If you've got a passion for fitness and want to get paid to ~~join a multi-level marketing company~~ sweat, come on down!

In case meeting and greeting with desperate to hire vendors doesn't sound like a great time, or if you need a little practice with the concept of having conversations with real people, Flora and Cornelius have graciously agreed to host a speed networking event. Much like your beloved speed dating events, this special event is intended to help you quickly and easily meet a variety of ~~hot singles in your area~~ professional colleagues and friends, and to potentially find a new career if you're lucky! (Plus, it's air-conditioned. How can you go wrong?)

Be sure to visit the welcome table to sign in and pick up your name tag. You'll be pleased to note that the name tags have been prefilled for your convenience, so just find the one with your name on it and slap it on. Don't mind the descriptions underneath...

Or do. While the city administration had graciously agreed to loan an intern to Flora and Cornelius for this event, they didn't exactly send their best and brightest. Grumpy intern Monty Montague has decided to have a little fun with his boring assignment — instead of the requested polite descriptions, Monty's opted to fill in the blank with more... well, colorful phrases. Things like:

▸ Hello, my name is Inigo. I am a revenge-obsessed swordsman with daddy issues.

▸ Hello, my name is Marshall. I am what? who? chicka chicka Slim Shady.

▸ Hello, my name is Moana. I am MOAAANAAAAAAAA.

What will your name tag say? Do you agree to stay and wear it? While you may seek out blank nametags (or even just an extra marker to scribble out the offending message), you'll be sorely disappointed to find them all conveniently missing. Tearing it in two won't work, either — there's no penny-pinching on supplies here, and that thick plastic sticker won't rip for anything.

Oh, well. It could be worse, right? At least there's a snack bar, and everyone's suffering together... right?

Pull up a chair, find your next match, and try to avoid the enormous elephant in the room. Or don't. Whatever floats your boat, cuddlers!

In conjunction with this event, the mod team is glad to announce the launch of our official JOBS DIRECTORY! Should your character find honest employment at the jobs fair or even on their own, please be sure to let us know!

Helpful Hint: As a reminder, players are always welcome to suggest a location that may be missing from our directory, and characters are also welcome to open up their own venues with help from the city administration! For help with this, or to make a suggestion, please drop us a line at our GENERAL INBOX (or SCREENED INBOX, if you prefer).

As always, we're here for you, cuddlers, to make this game a success! We couldn't do it without you!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

a. courtesy can be a skill

( Sansa had been raised to have all the skills a fine lady ought to have. She's a fine singer, she can play both the harp and the high bells, she can be seen and not heard - none of these things are useful in Cadelle. There is an establishment that hires singers but upon hearing what sort of singing they do and comparing it to her own, Sansa decides it's not going to be something she can do. She can sing in a high, clear soprano and she can dance any number of court dances. She can embroider, make dresses and work leather and she hopes that she can parlay at least one of these things into employment. She's never, ever thought about having to employ herself at any task aside from being a lady and running a household but she's a Stark. She will survive it, even if it is somewhat embarrassing. )

b. a woman's work

( Sansa finally ends up settling at the booth for Barred. She doesn't know all the dances but it seems that what she does know will be appreciated regardless and she can learn other sorts of dances and teach them as she gains knowledge. It's something she's always liked, dancing, and there hasn't been much cause for dancing in her life since she'd left Winterfell the first time as a child. She thinks she might like to reclaim it, to love it once again, and Cadelle has given her a chance to do that. She doesn't know how she feels about working for a living (what would her lady mother think about something so pedestrian as that?) but she knows that she has to. The choice, at least, is something she's made on her own and that's more than most choices she's had the past several years. She's happy about it and her face shows it, broad smile and rosy cheeks. )

c. wildcard

( have another idea? hit me! )

[ Jen, too, is at the booth for Barred, looking at fliers and job applications. She hasn't done actual ballet since she was maybe six or seven, having changed her focus to cheerleading after her dad left. Though that had its own problems that came along with it, it was something that Jen enjoyed. She'd like the opportunity to be more physically active again, in a creative way instead of a "let's fight a war to protect our Queen" way.

She looks over to the other girl in the booth with her. ]

Do you dance?

( It takes Sansa a moment to realize that she's been addressed but once she has, she nods. It's one of the things she hasn't done in a long while but she has a skill for dancing; oh, but how she wishes she took dance lessons with Syrio Forel like Arya had. She thinks Arya's sort of dancing might have served her better than her own. )

I do, if you have a desire to learn court dances. Apparently it's not common here but it's something most highborn girls learn back home.

[ It's only once the other girl speaks that it clicks to Jen-- the way she's dressed, the mention of "court dances" and "highborn girls." She must be from somewhere like Iorden. It hadn't occurred to Jen that there would be people from medieval sorts of places here too, but she supposes it makes sense. Why shouldn't they have the opportunity to have a wish granted too?

She smiles at the girl, friendly through the shared experience of having been in a world she assumes is like hers. ]

I've never done a court dance before. I'm not exactly what you'd call "highborn."

( Sansa is keenly aware now that class matters less than the mettle of a person, the measure of their heart. Jon is a bastard and one of the finest men she knows and Joffrey had been trueborn - more or less - and he'd been one of the most awful. She doesn't think class and names matter so much anymore. )

Well, it's not exactly all dances and good things. Sometimes I wish I weren't, that I had the freedom to make my own choices. This place is good for that, though, isn't it?

Yeah. I mean, I hope so. Everyone should be able to make their own choices.

[ Distantly, she thinks of what Regan had said about the orcs and the Knights of the Wood. If the orcs really were being used as slaves...

She shakes her head. That's behind her now. She's never going back to Iorden again. ]

Well, if you do teach your court dancing, I'll take the class. I'm sure it'll be interesting.

Excellent! At least I know I'll have one student, then.

( The thought has occurred to Sansa that she might not have any interest so to have someone interested, even if it's only one, makes her feel like she might make this a viable source of income. )

My name is Sansa, by the way. Sansa Stark.

[ Jen smiles. At least this way, if she ever winds up back in Iorden again, god forbid, she'll be able to dance at Regan's coronation. ]

Jen Andrews. Nice to meet you, Sansa.

The pleasure is entirely mine. Where did you come from, before this place? Everyone I've asked has had a different answer.

[ Jen's smile gets a little more awkward, and she shifts on her feet, tucking some hair behind her ear. ]

Well, my answer's a little complicated. I'm from Pennsylvania. On Earth. But before I was here, I was somewhere else. This place called Iorden?

[ She half hopes Sansa will know of Iorden. Just so she doesn't feel so alone here. ]

<( Sansa thinks for a moment, trying to decide if she knows the name. Iorden might be in Essos - she isn't very familiar with the eastern continent at all. )

I'm afraid I do not. Do you have time for a cup of tea, possibly? I would like to hear about it.

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