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! |
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job fair
Faraday spots her after a beat and that's something he can't resist. He (sans hat) slides on up to her with a smile and the same misplaced swagger that appears in his day to day existence. He could insist on going back to redo how they met, but that wouldn't be very fair. Sometimes friends don't always have the best beginnings, but that's alright isn't it? ]
Now, marker girl, I'm pretty sure this is just stalking.
[ He lifts a hand to rub at his beard and smiles. This isn't stalking, Faraday. Just because you're both in the same place. She probably has a more legit reason for being here. ]
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I'm beginning to think you're stalking me.
( her notebook, filled with the elegant loops of her handwriting from previous interviews, gets settled on the tabletop, and kara gestures to the neat block lettering of their sign above her head. criminALES, it reads, now hiring. )
Are you here for a job or to make fun of my marker preferences some more?
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[ He just smiles. Smug and overly pleased. But he likes her. She doesn't take ninety percent of what Faraday says seriously. Which is nice. Most of the time he just says dumb shit to say dumb shit. But sometimes he's just messing around. But his eyes go up to the sign above her. He doesn't recognize the name. He's not exactly the kinda hard worker they're probably looking for. As a functioning alcoholic he might not exactly work out like they'd hope.
But Faraday smiles and he decides that maybe this could work. He does know this. Bars. Drinking. He knows that. Maybe brothels too, but they don't really have those here. Least not that he's discovered. He'll have to be a little more thorough in his hunting next time. ]
I ain't making fun of your marker preferences. I can't make fun of something I don't really know the first thing about. Hell, I think it's cute.
[ He's not being a dick. For once. ]
What is this place?
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Wellllll, ( the sound dragged out, tongue clicking against her teeth as she does her best to resist a full-blown grin, ) this is a booth, obviously. You know, job fair, interviews, that sort of thing?
( she knows he knows. she's being pert, a little cheeky even, with her rhetorical questions. )
CriminALES, though? It's a bar, and we could probably stand to hire a few more bartenders. You wouldn't happen to know anybody capable of pouring a good beer or two, would you, Joshua?
( she'll literally never call him faraday, sorry. )
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I gathered that.
[ He does smile though. Because she's got all kinds of balls giving him shit like that. Not that he's a scary fella or anything nefarious, but she sure has come a ways from a lady taking offense about her markers. It's nice. ]
I know how to pour drinks. Usually into my mouth. But I suppose I could try and aim for customers cups.
[ It's fine. A lot of people tend to default to Joshua. He's gotten used to it honestly. ]
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You did ask. I couldn't be sure.
( there's a cooler hidden under the tabletop, filled up with ice and beer and chilled glasses. while she's found its contents steadily decreasing over the day — three guesses as to the culprit — there's still enough for a demonstration or two. kara fishes out a beer and a glass, and pulls a bright pink metal stick from her back pocket; all three are laid out on the countertop with a soft thump. )
Okay, then. Show me what you've got.
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Faraday watches her reach under the table and come up with a glass and a beer. He's not sure what the hell that bright pink thing is. What the hell good does that do? He takes the beer up and tilts his head. He presses the edge of the beer cap into the edge of the table. He gives it a sharp hit and it comes off. He lifts the foaming beer and tips it to pour into the glass she left out.
It's not that he's afraid of using the bright pink thing, but he's just not sure what it does. He opens his beers the old fashion way. ]
Abracadabra I poured a beer.
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( another beer fished out from the cooler, and kara demonstrates with her opener, palm flat against the base as she quickly flips the top off with a well-applied push. it's cleaner, for one thing, and the cap drops neatly beside her, which makes it easier to pick up too. no tripping hazards behind the bar. )
See how easy that is?
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Bartop ain't gonna break or nothing. It's what it's there for. That and supporting drunks.
[ He doesn't know who Mick is, but he seems awfully picky about things. ]
Coulda just used my teeth, but I thought that'd just be rude.
[ He does look confused when she mentions the opener. Is that what the pink thing is? An opener? Why would you need to make an opener? Folks know how to get into beer just fine. ]
Well, look at that. Fancy.
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It could chip. Use the opener. ( not hers, though. hers gets tucked into her back pocket again for safe keeping. ) I'll get you one in... hm. Black, probably. Or maybe red.
( a quirk of her brow as she peers up at him. )
Do you have a favorite color, Joshua Faraday? Or is that frowned upon in cowboy society?
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He frowns at her it could chip arguments. Bartops ain't supposed to be pristine. They're chipped. Dirty. Water rings. Filthy cesspools. She wouldn't last two damn seconds in a saloon. Something would send her packing. He imagines it'd be a prostitute. But she's offering him a job so he can't be too annoyed. ]
Definitely frowned upon in cowboy society. [ He nods with a quick smile. ] My favorite color? Black raspberry moon rock.
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( there may or may not be a small collection of black and silver openers in the back room for those who either can't or won't share their color preferences. to kara's surprise, they're proving to be mighty popular. )
Come by the bar... let's say Monday, four o clock? Mick can show you around.
( congratulations, faraday, you have a real job now. )
Don't be late.
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[ When he gets help. Usually from Gwen. But he's completely capable of looking stuff, Kara. How dare you insinuate that he would not take the time to look up your favorite magic marker things. Or even what the hell they were. Gwen explained them and did a little show and tell for him. There's a lot he doesn't know or understand about the modern world, but he is trying. Learning bit by bit. Mostly about food, alcohol and sex toys, but he's doing his best. ]
Mighty generous to give me a shot.
[ Faraday takes a step back for a moment and then smiles. ]
Favorite color's blue, sweetheart. See. Cowboys got favorite colors too.