welcome to storybrooke ❧ network community

Hello, everyone. I hope you're all settling in as best you can.

With such a large number of new arrivals, our local businesses are expanding and adapting to match the population change, and many of you are taking the initiative and helping out the best way you can: looking for work. However, I understand that for some, the everyday, small town experience is somewhat... New.

To that end, I've compiled a list of possible job opportunities, according to different experiences you might be interested in. Please see below.

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN RETAIL OR CUSTOMER SERVICE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN THE FOOD INDUSTRY (FRONT OR BACK OF HOUSE) → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN LAW ENFORCEMENT → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN EDUCATION OR HAVE EXPERIENCE AS A TEACHER → )

( IF YOU HAVE MEDICAL EXPERIENCE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PHYSICAL HANDIWORK → )

( IF YOU HAVE LEGAL EXPERIENCE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PUBLIC SERVICE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN CURRENT EVENTS, POLITICS, COMMUNITY GROWTH, OR LOCAL GOVERNMENT → )

Hopefully, this list will inspire those of you who are still looking for a direction. If you have any specific needs or questions, don't hesitate to speak with me.

Additionally, a curfew will soon be enforced by the sheriff department on underage new arrivals.

There will also be no more bonfires without a permit from our Parks and Recreation department.

Well, a town in Maine is better than Tartarus, I guess. Even though I do have something really important I need to do at home.

Introductions, I guess. I'm Annabeth Chase. Would anyone mind telling me if they've seen anyone named Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, or Frank Zhang around? Or even a Thalia Grace?

(pretend it was after bonfire post. its been a rough day and haven't been entirely into RP today! Forgive me.)

Bonnie you're going right? Silly question. You're kind of going either way!

Is anyone else going? Matt? Jer?

I guess you can teach an old pirate new tricks. This world and its technology really isn't that hard to figure out if one puts their mind to it, though I'd rather prefer not to develop a taste for it.

It's a rare week when I cannot think of a fashion in which to apply my skills and talents. Job hunting when you are both out of your element and cut from your usual means is awkward at best. At least there's a bonus in that I do not have to worry about fighting with my family at every turn.

That being said, I have a desire to go do some physical training - anyone up for working with me?

Is there a gym around here, loves?

Also, a gun range would be helpful.

Can someone point me in the right direction, hm?

OH EM GEE!! What is even going on right now! One second I'm in the OC drinking chocolate milk with my Dad and the next I'm being told I'm in Maine?! Talk about the quickest plane ride ever, am I right?! Too bad we can't leave the city. This place looks totes boresville. Pluh-leeeeeeease someone tell me there is somewhere to get kamikazes (that's a drink, duh) and play pool or something. I might die if there's no bar here. Like for reals.

I'm still not accustomed to this technology, at all, so please bear with me if I make any mistakes. But I am accustomed to living in a place where I know my neighbors, and as it seems we're going to be neighbors for longer than any of us expected, I should probably put some effort into getting to know as many of you as I can.

My name is Mary, and before I was here, I was living in Kansas. It was the year 1983, which puts me about thirty years behind this place, and perhaps even farther than some of you. If you had any interest in sharing a little bit of your story with me, I'd love to hear it.

I've also been baking quite a bit, if anyone would like some. As a neighborly gift.

I really don't have time for this.

I decided that a job was necessary for survival here. So, this afternoon, I went to the animal shelter and applied for a job.

And walked out with a job. It's part time, but a job's a job, right?

It's weird, worrying about working and things like that instead of walkers. I can't let myself slip, though.