Fantasy Dons Pan-Dimensional Diner [reboot]

[GrieveWriter]

Don looked at Knucks, his eyes narrowed in searing distrust. Deal making? Painting a "rational?" path? Offering an escape from the law of consequence? Tch! Demons like this guy we're a dime-a-dozen. All he need was a pinstriped shirt and a Harold Hill suitcase case. "Yeah, cause I was born yesterday." Don scoffed like he was insulted. "GO TO HELL."

(Giving time for a few responses, and then I'll have Don move on.

"Hey, whatever suits your fancy buddy." Knucks shrugged before letting his arms fall to his sides with a chuckle "Just puttin' it on the table."

With that he turned and walked back to his previous seat "Now, where were we?"

"486 374637 88 299362 37!"

"You my friend, need some of the ol' liquid courage flowing through that tiny system of yours."

 

[Midnightchan123]

*after a few moments she gets up and heads to the bar and sits down, her tail twitching from side to side as she considers what she is going to say before looking to Don* "Hey Don, I cant help with the rescue mission unless you need a dimension hopper, but do you need extra help around here? I need a place to stay, the clan is in town and the house and atleast the three cheapest hotels in Deva are booked solid."

MrMopp

 

[Calcifus]

Don frowned questioningly. "Gender bend not withstanding? " He asked. He thought that would've been the dealbreaker for a cowboy. (Frankly, that sort of thing was kinda awkward for Don.)

Ward only shrugged. "Eh. A human's a human, assumin' the Miss y'want me t'double for is one. Yeah, bein' turned into a girl would kinda weird, but it'd be far from the worst thing I've been through."

From the way he was composing himself, it was hard to tell if he was just that relaxed or if he had no idea what he was getting into.

...Well, this was Ward, so it was probably both.

MrMopp

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" stood by as every individual was speaking directly to Don. She decided to speak out her mind by finally using her voice for the first time inside the diner. She stood straight up and opened her super glossy mouth. "Ah!" It wasn't exactly a word but rather a small grunt. Her voice was so high and gentle. Sounding like a baby girl rather than a 9 year old. Atleast she tried her best. (Open for interaction)

 

[MrMopp]

*after a few moments she gets up and heads to the bar and sits down, her tail twitching from side to side as she considers what she is going to say before looking to Don* "Hey Don, I cant help with the rescue mission unless you need a dimension hopper, but do you need extra help around here? I need a place to stay, the clan is in town and the house and atleast the three cheapest hotels in Deva are booked solid."

MrMopp

"Well, your in luck, Kia," said Don. "I need all the help I can get. Lemme get back t'ya on that."

"Anett" stood by as every individual was speaking directly to Don. She decided to speak out her mind by finally using her voice for the first time inside the diner. She stood straight up and opened her super glossy mouth. "Ah!" It wasn't exactly a word but rather a small grunt. Her voice was so high and gentle. Sounding like a baby girl rather than a 9 year old. Atleast she tried her best. (Open for interaction)

(as you wish.)
Well, that noise caught people's attention alright. Most of them went right back to what they were doing.

There was of course the Dogfolk puppy, the one who had gotten splattered by the pancake during Doseys rampage. Ferris had recently returned (after helping to heard his more rambunctious pack mates home), and for lack of a competent baby sitter, the little guy had come back with him. Originally the pup had been taking a baby-nap in one of Ferris giant coat pockets, but while the big dog wasn't looking, the squirt had gotten up and wandered off. Now the bedheaded todler was exploring around the diner, toddling around feet, sniffing everything, chewing on people's pant legs and continuing on dauntlessly after every kick received. Sooooo many different creatures and smells! This place was like a candy shop for the noes!

The little guys was just sticking face into someone's purse when a squeaky noise made his ears perk, and whipping his head around so fast that he nearly fell on his butt, the puppy saw something that made the wallet he was chewing on drop from his mouth.

A PERSON MADE OF JELLO!

Total happiness overload. With a big, open mouthed smile and a propeller for a tail, the puppy scampered forwards, fell on his belly, and got back up again, squeaking "Jelly! Jelly! Jelly". He ran up to the gummy-person and grabbed her arm in both paws, giving it a good sniffing and a poke with his noes before looking up at her and telling her, "Jelly! Jelly!"

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" turned her head around after taking notice that she saw a different sound wave flowing close by. It was a small pup grabbing her by the arm. "Anett" patted them and gave a small smile. She didn't really bother them calling them "Jelly" For it is true, she is a walking gelatin amoeba. MrMopp

 

[MrMopp]

Ward only shrugged. "Eh. A human's a human, assumin' the Miss y'want me t'double for is one.

She ain't." Don clarified.

"Yeah, bein' turned into a girl would kinda weird, but it'd be far from the worst thing I've been through."

From the way he was composing himself, it was hard to tell if he was just that relaxed or if he had no idea what he was getting into.

...Well, this was Ward, so it was probably both.

MrMopp

Yeah, Don was getting that impression.


Well Don looked back and forth between _____ and Mary as he weighed his options, and in the end he decided that an experienced shape changer was the better one. "... Well, the nobility's appreciated an' all," Said Don to Ward, "But I think we're gonna go with the Mirror Chick." Don slapping his hand on the table for closure and turned to Mary. "Aright Marry, Follow me to the back door! We'll talk about payment along the w-"

"Surprise! Yahlie here!"

Don slowly turned around,.

Standing behind Don, still in her hospital gown and beaming brightly him, was the waitress in "distress" herself. She must have crept in through the kitchen while he was talking. And no, she was not human. Not remotely. She looked something like a bipedal cross between between a fox, a coyote and squirrel, with a narrow canine muzzle and a long, bushy tail. Standing up tall and straight like an attentive cat- about 5 ft tall from her digitigrade feet to her tufted tipped ears- you could see she was quite skinny. Ridiculously skinny in fact, (by human standards), and there was nothing in her figure to suggest femininity except her over all posture and that bubbly cheerleader vibe she seemed to radiate. And covering her from head to toe to tail was a sunshiny yellow coat of fur, contrasted only (and sharply) by her watery, turquoise eyes and a matching gemstone she wore on a tight necklace.

Don blinked at the yellow creature. Completely confused and flabbergasted. "...Yahlie?! What the-?! How did-?" He looked at the phone and then narrowed his eyes back on her with his finger halfway up. "Weren't you- I mean, I was just-"


Yahlie flippantly waved her hand. "Ohhhh, Yahlie get let out early!" She chirped like that was all there was to it. Though the ruffled state of her fur, and the tranquilizer dart caught in the corner of her hospital gown begged a more interesting story there.


One that Don resolved to hear later with a bottle of aspirin. "Oif. Aright, aright, Whatteva'." He said, rubbing his temples. He turned to Mary and every one at the bar and threw his hand up. "NEVERMIND. Mission accomplished! Now I'm taking a flip'n BREAK!"

Don turned and pointed at yahlies nose, causing her to cross her eyes "YOU. Congrats. You're the manager. Run the bar."

Yahlie was been surprised by the sudden promotion but didn't flinch at the finger pointing. She had never been easy to startle. Either way, she didn't look too impressed with his manners. "Oh, Ok!" She chirped in spite. Then hinted, "Don say 'please manage' maybe?."

Don ignored her patronizing and whipped around to Kia ( Midnightchan123 ). "KIA. Help out psycho, here." He figured if any one could balance out Yahlies squirrelly antics without suffering an aneurism, it would be her. "Oh, PS: You're hired."

"Hiiii, Kiaaaaa!" Yahlie waved excitedly.

Oh, one other thing. "Aaaaaaaand Daisy." Don incorrectly addressed the pony ( Sara Sidereal ). "There's a coffee stand downstairs thats needed manned for a while now." He gave Dosey a friendly wink. "So I guess that make you queen for the day, huh?."

That being done, Don tuned back to everyone, "Aright! I'll be upstairs in my room. Napping like a log. If I have to come down before 7, first person I see's get'n poofed into a frog so that Boomer can fry their legs in butter. (Not that that would be a normal prerequisite for him. (Yeeick! That sounded dirty.)). Aright, we got that? Good. CIAO."

Don went to the door that lead upstairs and slammed it behind him.

Yahlie waited, listening for Dons footsteps to fade up the wooden staircase, looked left and right around the room as if to say, 'Yeesh. Cranky' and then in a attempt to dispel Dons unpleasant threat, she abruptly gave a cheery waive at everyone "HIIII GUYS!"

 

[Sara Sidereal]

Oh, one other thing. "Aaaaaaaand Daisy." Don incorrectly addressed the pony ( Sara Sidereal ). "There's a coffee stand downstairs thats needed manned for a while now." He gave Dosey a friendly wink. "So I guess that make you queen for the day, huh?."

"Yay!" said Dosey went Don told her about the coffee stand, and pranced around in a circle. "I'll make you proud, boss!" she added. She waved at the squirrel-fox-coyote-dog girl. "Hiya! I'm Dosey! I guess we'll be working together? I'm gonna serve coffee!"

 

[fuil]

Tod looked at Yahlie, smiled and gave a wave. "Hey there miss, how are you today?" Mary hearing she wasn't needed anymore more snapped her fingers causing her for to crack then shatter. "That was Mary." Tod said as he looked at the pile of broken glass and then he sighed as he looked back at Yahlie. "Sorry about that, we're working on her manners." He waved a hand and the glass seemed to fade away.
MrMopp

 

[Raku]

Mariq simply chuckled as the issue seemed to have been sorted out. After that he let his head rest in his arms as he looks to the right of him. Just a bar with several people with drinks and food sitting down, all having something he didn't, energy. He was thinking about resting before coming to the diner, but did not. He had believed he had more than enough to get him a few hours. Those "hours" became minutes as he had entered the diner. The only thing keeping him awake at this point was the painful level of noise, well, painful to him. Stained with blood, patches of dirt covering some fur, he looked godawful, but he didn't care. This kind of look was normal from where he is from.

(Just leaving him open to interactions)​

 

[MrMopp]

"Anett" turned her head around after taking notice that she saw a different sound wave flowing close by. It was a small pup grabbing her by the arm. "Anett" patted them and gave a small smile. She didn't really bother them calling them "Jelly" For it is true, she is a walking gelatin amoeba. MrMopp

The pup was busily investigating the Jelly Persons arm, squishing it in his fingers, sniffing it, giving a quick lick. The little guy furrowed his brow and cocked his head like something was quite right. She didn't smell or taste anything like jello! In fact he made it a point to tell her that. "Jelly!" He complained.

"Yay!" said Dosey went Don told her about the coffee stand, and pranced around in a circle. "I'll make you proud, boss!"

Yahlies ears and tail perked up at the sight of the new employee and she put a hand over her mouth. Ohhhhhhhmygosh! They got a tiny talking horse! Squeeeeeeeeee!

Tod looked at Yahlie, smiled and gave a wave. "Hey there miss, how are you today?"

Yahlie pulled a tranquilizer dart from the corner of her hospital gown and put it in a drawer as a souvenir. "Today?" she answered conversationally with a grin. "Crazy! How Is Mage-Guy?" Yahlie had known right away that Tod was a magic user. They always had this sort of- I don't know- tingle about them.

Mary hearing she wasn't needed anymore more snapped her fingers causing her for to crack then shatter.

Yahlie flinched.

"That was Mary." Tod said as he looked at the pile of broken glass and then he sighed as he looked back at Yahlie. "Sorry about that, we're working on her manners." He waved a hand and the glass seemed to fade away.

Yahlie watched the glass vanish with interest and, admittedly, some amount of envy. I mean, what barmaid didn't wish a mess could just clean itself up.

Well anyway, Yahlie wasn't sure what the mages relationship with the dissapering girl was but, she was always happy to offer help where needed. "Is ok." She said in an understanding tone, then added with a wink, "You just bring to Yahlie! Teach good lady-manners!" Yahlie was an expert in the field, after all. (Cough).

She waved at the squirrel-fox-coyote-dog girl. "Hiya! I'm Dosey! I guess we'll be working together? I'm gonna serve coffee!"

Yahlie beamed at the new girl. "Ohmygosh, you so cute!," she leaned over and booped the pony on the nose. "Ok Dosey! Yahlie give grand tour! Follow Yahlie."


Yahlie turned to lead the way but abruptly halted then caught sight of her own reflection in the kitchen window and looked down at her unfashionable, ragged getup. Oh. Wow. Yikes.


"Wwwwoap-! One sec!" Yahlie told Dosey and then abruptly dived into the kitchen. And all before the double doors of doom closed, you could hear:

"HI BOOMER!"

"GAH!"

BANG! BANG!

A wreath of garlic near the the window exploded into confetti while the other bullet cracked the glass

"DAMNIT, CRITTER! QUIT DOING THAT!"

"IS OK! YOU MISSED!"

A pantry door slammed shut. Yahlie muttered something about a hair brush as she shuffled around inside.

Then just as the kitchen doors were sealing shut, Yahlie burst back into the diner, dressed in her work outfit with her fur neatly groomed. A very different creature from the nuthouse escapee that went in a few seconds ago.


Yahlie finished tying her apron. "Ok! Yahlie good!"


(Should you wish it, they could go down stairs in my next post, but Im in no rush, so I thought I'd keep the pace flexible for you.)

( Raku as things stands right now, I don't think his highness is going to get much interaction unless he actively seeks it or does something worthy of attention. You can take control of some NPCs to stoke things a little.)

(( though between you and me: Yahlie was ogling him pretty good.))

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" gave a confused look towards the pup. She didn't seem to be quite entertained what the furball is doing yet she didn't what to do to deal with them either. The amoeba decided to run a small experiment. She moved 2 meters away from the pup thinking that they will follow after. MrMopp

 

[MrMopp]

(Fliping a coin to see...)
(Looks like he follows)

The puppies ears perked as his squishy new friend moved away and he let out a squeaky bark as if to say 'Hey! Stop'. He toddled after, grabbing her arm again and clinging on like a ball and chain.

"No, Jelly!" The pup scolded. "Stay." Apperantly, he had decided he didn't care what she tasted like. She was 'Jelly' now.

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" placed her free arm on her hip side, if she had one that is. Her cheeks puffed up, her face gave an unamused look and her visible nucleus started to change into sunset orange for some reason. It didn't stop there. If one goes closer to "Anett" the coloered nucleus is beating. One cannot notice it from afar because it makes small beats. MrMopp

 

[fuil]

Tod watched Yahlie as she said she'd like to teach mary some manners then dash into the kitchen and dash out in a new outfit and brushed fur. He was about to ask how she did that when something popped into his head. "How'd you know I'm a wizard? Oh and my names Tod." He was curious because he had quite a few charms to keep his magic hidden until he used it. "Are you a archmage too, or something else?"
MrMopp

 

[MrMopp]

The pup didn't even notice the display of aggression. His wide eyes were fixed fixed on that orange, pulsing spot inside her head. He pointed at it. "Oh. Bub-bulllll." He said, mesmerized.

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" quickly twisted her arm and pulled it out rather quickly setting herself free with ease. She pointed her right index finger towards the pup's opposite direction indicating them to leave. She placed her other hand to the "hip" side too. She is clearly getting annoyed by the pup. MrMopp

 

[Sara Sidereal]

The pup was busily investigating the Jelly Persons arm, squishing it in his fingers, sniffing it, giving a quick lick. The little guy furrowed his brow and cocked his head like something was quite right. She didn't smell or taste anything like jello! In fact he made it a point to tell her that. "Jelly!" He complained.



Yahlies ears and tail perked up at the sight of the new employee and she put a hand over her mouth. Ohhhhhhhmygosh! They got a tiny talking horse! Squeeeeeeeeee!



Yahlie pulled a tranquilizer dart from the corner of her hospital gown and put it in a drawer as a souvenir. "Today?" she answered conversationally with a grin. "Crazy! How Is Mage-Guy?" Yahlie had known right away that Tod was a magic user. They always had this sort of- I don't know- tingle about them.

Yahlie flinched.

Yahlie watched the glass vanish with interest and, admittedly, some amount of envy. I mean, what barmaid didn't wish a mess could just clean itself up.

Well anyway, Yahlie wasn't sure what the mages relationship with the dissapering girl was but, she was always happy to offer help where needed. "Is ok." She said in an understanding tone, then added with a wink, "You just bring to Yahlie! Teach good lady-manners!" Yahlie was an expert in the field, after all. (Cough).


Yahlie beamed at the new girl. "Ohmygosh, you so cute!," she leaned over and booped the pony on the nose. "Ok Dosey! Yahlie give grand tour! Follow Yahlie."


Yahlie turned to lead the way but abruptly halted then caught sight of her own reflection in the kitchen window and looked down at her unfashionable, ragged getup. Oh. Wow. Yikes.


"Wwwwoap-! One sec!" Yahlie told Dosey and then abruptly dived into the kitchen. And all before the double doors of doom closed, you could hear:

"HI BOOMER!"

"GAH!"

BANG! BANG!

A wreath of garlic near the the window exploded into confetti while the other bullet cracked the glass

"DAMNIT, CRITTER! QUIT DOING THAT!"

"IS OK! YOU MISSED!"

A pantry door slammed shut. Yahlie muttered something about a hair brush as she shuffled around inside.

Then just as the kitchen doors were sealing shut, Yahlie burst back into the diner, dressed in her work outfit with her fur neatly groomed. A very different creature from the nuthouse escapee that went in a few seconds ago.


Yahlie finished tying her apron. "Ok! Yahlie good!"


(Should you wish it, they could go down stairs in my next post, but Im in no rush, so I thought I'd keep the pace flexible for you.)

( Raku as things stands right now, I don't think his highness is going to get much interaction unless he actively seeks it or does something worthy of attention. You can take control of some NPCs to stoke things a little.)

(( though between you and me: Yahlie was ogling him pretty good.))

"Yay, tour!" said Dosey when Yahlie returned. "Where should we go first?"

 

[MrMopp]

"Anett" quickly twisted her arm and pulled it out rather quickly setting herself free with ease. She pointed her right index finger towards the pup's opposite direction indicating them to leave. She placed her other hand to the "hip" side too. She is clearly getting annoyed by the pup. MrMopp

The pup looked back and forth between the jello person and where she was pointing. What? Where? What were they looking at?

"Yay, tour!" said Dosey when Yahlie returned. "Where should we go first?"

Yahlies put one hand on her hip and scratched her chin with the other while here eyes roaved about the ceiling in thought. "Lesseeeee..." she hummed and hawed indecisively. "Wheeerrrrre go first..." Of course, this was all a playful performance for the kiddo. Yahlie knew just the place to start.

She snapped her fingers. "Yahlie know! Down stairs!" She leaned over and whispered behind her hand with a wink "Is all fun stuff, there!"

Tod watched Yahlie as she said she'd like to teach mary some manners then dash into the kitchen and dash out in a new outfit and brushed fur. He was about to ask how she did that when something popped into his head. "How'd you know I'm a wizard?

Yahlie popped her head up. "Hm?"

Oh and my names Tod."

"Oh, ok. Hi Tod!"

"Are you a archmage too, or something else?"

Yahlie wasn't sure what "arches" had anything to do with mages, but she understood the question enough to look shocked he was asking it. She put a hand to her chest. "Yahlie?" She asked. Mage?" She threw her head back and let out a loud, cackling fit of laughter, and when she could breath again, she said. "Nonononono, yahlie no Mage. Is just, uhhhhhh, feeling. Is like... taste magic have. (Taste is best word, maybe. Smell?)" Yahlie closed her eyes and held up a finger slightly like she was studying that smell/taist on Tod,. "Tod little different. Is like... big, big tasty-smelly thing. Locked in lots of boxes. Make sense?"

 

[fuil]

Tod looked at Yahlie with even more shock. "So you can sense not only my magic but my charms as well?" His look of surprise slowly shifted into a smile. "You miss are simply amazing, but aside from that I heard something about a tour and if you don't mind I'd love to join you."
MrMopp

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" continued to point out. "Go." The amoeba leered deeply to the pup as she continued. "Go." She told them once more. She seems to returning back to their regular colors but the facial expression stayed deeply to their face. MrMopp

 

[Sara Sidereal]

MrMopp
"Oh, goody!" said Dosey, prancing in place. "I love fun things!"

 

[MrMopp]

"Anett" continued to point out. "Go." The amoeba leered deeply to the pup as she continued. "Go." She told them once more. She seems to returning back to their regular colors but the facial expression stayed deeply to their face. MrMopp

Well, the pup got the 'go' part, but with 'who', 'what", and 'where', being left to his three-dog-year-old imagination, he decided she meant "Lets go play!" and his tail wagged in whole hearted agreement.

Letting out a happy bark, the puppy grabbed his squishy friend by the hand again and tried to drag her downstairs to show off his favorite playing spot.

MrMopp
"Oh, goody!" said Dosey, prancing in place. "I love fun things!"

Yahli chuckled.

Tod looked at Yahlie with even more shock. "So you can sense not only my magic but my charms as well?"

Yahlie smile modestly . "Oh, Charm no hard sensing." She gave him a toothy grin. "Tod just charming guy!" She giggled at her own joke.

(Though, the charm invoked by that smile might depend on the beholder. Her teeth were quite wolfish)

His look of surprise slowly shifted into a smile. "You miss are simply amazing, but aside from that I heard something about a tour and if you don't mind I'd love to join you."

Yahlie clapped her hands together, liking that idea a lot. "Ooh! Is more merrier!" She said, butchering the proverb. Now she really felt like a tour guide!

(And if I were to truly play Yahlie in character, she might make everyone wait another five minuets while she cuts out name tags everyone from construction paper, fumbles around for the perfect marker to write everyone's names in, spend another ten minuets making each name look cool and stylized, and fumble around for a hole punch so she can to string some yarn through them like a proper neckless. After asking every one what color was their favorite color was. Five times.)

(And then figure it would be cute to write up some scavenger hunt lists for the "tourists")

( and then last minute, realize that she'd left her camera back at her apartment (selfies are a moral imperitive on a tour, you know.)

(And then she'd call her husband so he can ransack the bedroom until he finds the damn thing and bring it to her. Which, baring the chance that he hasn't been blacklisted by every taxi in town by now, is an hours walk.)

(But in the interest of time/your characters sanity, I'm going to wait till Vagabonds next post before going downstairs. I want to see if Anett doesn't try anything gruesome to little Timmy before removing Old Yeller from the room.)

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

As the pup tried to drag her. "Anett" did not move an inch. Towering the the little guy, "Anett" raised her arm up with the pup in it and raised it eye level. She flicked the pup right in the nose with her free hand.

 

[MrMopp]

As the pup tried to drag her. "Anett" did not move an inch. Towering the the little guy, "Anett" raised her arm up with the pup in it and raised it eye level. She flicked the pup right in the nose with her free hand.

The beflicked puppy hung there on Anett arm, blinking with a stunned expression on its face as the pain inflicted by his friend forced his world to do a major reboot. Then, the little guy came to a sad, sad conclusion that made his whole face droop. Oh. She didn't want to play downstairs after all.

She wanted to play upstairs! Let's go show her the toybox!

The with renewed happiness, the puppy ran for the corner of the lounge where the toy box was kept, looking back repeatedly to make sure his friend was following him.

Which she was because he forgot to let go of her arm and was just running in midd air.