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Sunday, March 8th, 2009

    Time Event
    5:09p
    The NFP Nexus Restaurant, everyone...
    ((Continued from here... This thread is open to all characters!))

    At first Train was frantically thinking, Did he really have to saw through the door that way?!

    When the robot waiter greeted and gave Baird and Train their menus, something distracted Train from looking. At the corner of his eyesight, there was something flashing hanging on the wall far ahead of them. Words on an electronic sign read;

    "WELCOME!

    To all who enter: please make yourselves at home..."

    The first statement moved and faded to the left on the sign, soon replaced by the next assembling statement;

    "Rules:
    1. No violence or use of weapons when entering, for this
    place is one of the few sanctuaries within the Nexus.

    2. Nudity and sex is prohibited. Think of the very
    young visitors!"

    Those words scrolled up, and the rest of the short list of rules appeared.

    "3. No harassing the service to hurry with your meal(s).
    4. No money required! The food is FREE, FREE, FREE!!
    All we need are those who are hungry.

    Violation of ANY of these rules will result in not being able to eat here after you've been warned."

    Train's feline eyes widened. "The food's free?" For just a minute, the pain he felt was forgotten. "YEAH! ALRIGHT!" His fist shot up into the air, and the little white cat who appeared around Train when he first arrived had appeared once more to share the excitement by leaping into the air and twirling about.

    If his best friends were here, they'd never ever have to worry about debt.

    He was so excited that the soreness in his back gave him a whiplash kind of feeling. "Ah... Stupid giant robot," Train whined. Why'd it have to throw me so hard? Whyyyy...

    Just then, a metallic mint green robot came zipping by on a pair of roller skates. There was joy in the female electronic voice. "Hey there fellas! So you've finally managed to find us!" The she-bot wore a dress that matched the rest of her, and even her wavy shoulder length synthetics for hair were metallic mint green.

    "The name's Regina, and I will be serving you today," the she-bot chirped. "Follow me, and we'll get you seated." Then she gave the less enthusiastic robot a whack behind its head. "Gaston! Make sure you got it hard-wired into your gears that all first time visitors automatically get their favorite meal." Regina cleared her mechanical throat. "Of course, that is optional. That's what the menus are there for."

    The first robot backed up with a polite bow as Regina added, "Take a seat. Any seat!"

    "Hey, wait a minute," Train cut in. "How would any of you know what our favorite meals are?" Like this skinny machine thing knows what I like the most?! Tch!

    Regina chuckled in good nature. "The Nexus is a vast pool of gathering information from other worlds, hun!"

    ((OOC: Just figured to add this on here too--the NPC bot Regina is somewhat inspired from the female-like C-3PO (Dot Matrix) from the hilarious spoof movie off mostly Star Wars (and a bit of Star Trek and Planet of the Apes) known as Spaceballs. If you haven't seen it, I recommend that you at least give it a rent. :D

    To the other players: feel free to add more NPC bots to the restaurant staff! The more the merrier.))

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