Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: *Is reading a weapons magazine earlier*
"Guys, who's at the door?"
[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: @Roy: Irr roorf li-
(She takes her toothbrush out of her mouth.)
Cath: It looks like a messenger.
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "Kay...who's it's for?"
Cool Dude
Omar: May I ask who this is from?
-Takes the letter and looks at it-
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[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: @Roy: Probably a job.
(She goes to put her toothbrush away, and quickly comes back.)
edited 28th Oct '16 6:15:22 PM by Etheru
Haro: Black Charisma, Black Charisma.
-the haro rolls away-
-meanwhile the envelope itself is just an envelope, the only thing on it is a single sentence stating what is inside: "Job offer"-
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "That so?"
-*Sets down magazine then goes over to Cath and Omar.*
Cool Dude
Omar: "Black Charisma"? Quite an unusual name.
-He closes the door and opens the letter up-
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[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: Yep. Job offer.
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: *Peeks over Omar's shoulder.*
-the letter reads as follows-
"hopefully this offer reaches you, my past two attempts were not that successful so I've opted to send a trusted assistant to hand deliver it. I'll keep things simple in case this letter is intercepted but space nazis have stolen a highly dangerous proto-type weapon and we're looking for an unconventional group that can either reclaim or destroy it. If you're interested, have the dumbest person in your group eat this letter or head to the coordinates at the bottom, which ever floats your boat."
-and at the bottom of the envelope there are indeed coordinates in space and time-
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "..Space Nazis, isn't that an ancient human thing?"
[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: ...What are "Nay-zees"?
edited 28th Oct '16 6:28:10 PM by Etheru
Cool Dude
Omar: As tempting as it would be to feed this to someone, I think it would be more useful as a map. If we take job offer up, of course.
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-The peeps are around again-
-Lisa is arm wrestling Eurybe, and losing-
Lisa: Noooo! D:
Hey wait, a job offer! 
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "Eh, I had my fill on processed wafer of pulp wood thank you very much."
-*In the meantime.*
Longram: *Looking for Asagi.*
[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: Well, hopefully I can help with this. Mostly because I feel I haven't been pulling my own weight around here.
Cool Dude
Omar: It doesn't seem like they have anything that would bar you from "pulling your weight", so to speak.
-Are you sure you want to, Longram? She did hang up that "Sick, Go Away" sign on her room since she got back 
-
[Terminus Penthouse]
Cath: Well, I mean I don't do much around here, even though I feel like I oughta.
Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Fist
-Fen had watched the Haro rolling away-
...Was that...?
-looks over at the letter-
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "Eh....the more the merrier."
@Fen "No idea....looks like a cute robot to me."
Longram: "...."
-*One side of him insists on knocking the door, other sides tells him no, too risky.*
"....."
edited 28th Oct '16 6:45:22 PM by MrKirb
Cool Dude
Omar: @Fen Yes, it is a letter.
-The door just sits there-
-MENACINGLY-
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Lights, Camera, Action!
Longram: *...*
-*Fuck it....he flips a coin. If heads, he goes back to his room.*
-*Tails, enter teh room.*
edited 28th Oct '16 7:01:00 PM by MrKirb
Cool Dude
-The coin lands on its side-
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-The green ball looks at the people opening the door, an envelope sliding out of it's mouth-
Haro: message to deliver, message to deliver.