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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

|D Here it comes. (Pacman you <333 for using BL1 theme song hahahaha! Shame the vid is blocked in the US for some reason though o.O)

EDIT: Finally finished my post, whoooo

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Hope you feel better soon Danni!

I haven't read the ICs yet but I'll be posting when I get home tonight. :)

Borderlands 3

He did say he was anticipating returning today, so hopefully! Hahah

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Los Paraisos: Hell's Kitchen Restaurant

Amy leaned back in her seat as Josette and the others, including the reluctant Estelle, settled on clubbing to investigate. She watched the others speak as she alternated between sipping her water and popping in minced sirloin pieces. While this decision meant opening themselves to the vulnerability, at least they were armed (and guilders, Josette aside). She wouldn't admit to it, but Thunderhawk was right; what other choice do they have with scouting out the missing persons? All things considered, Amy wasn't happy about the sudden jump to self-baiting, but there wasn't much else they could do. At least if they stuck together as Xandra suggested, things should roll smoothly... hopefully.

She took another sip of water.

That would also mean finding something for Trixie and perhaps some of the others to do in the meantime to help with the scouting, as Selan had briefly mentioned - though Don already had that covered with his caping suggestion. The cleric glared in his direction, though her reaction went completely unnoticed. Just mentioning "superheroes" is enough to open Pandora's Box - otherwise called Trixie's delusions.

However Trixie remained in her seat, jittering with excitement but not attempting to break things the way Don had. Her ice cream cone nearly flew out of her grasp as she giggled to herself, but she restrained enough control (surprisingly) to keep it in her clutches. "Superheroes! And capes, and and masks?! I'm so down for that!"

Suddenly that loud chef causing all the ruckus in the kitchen popped up right next to their table, causing Amy to nearly choke on her drink. The restaurant was much too flooded with surprises, aside from all the screaming and cursing - and this guy being related to Moira just added onto that. And they hugged. Amy was... most definitely not used to seeing this kind of affection from Moira - or expecting it from someone of Gordon's temper.

Still clearing her throat, she lifted her water glass to him, a sign of gratitude. "Great stuff. Need more people like you to get work done."

But of course she didn't expect the man's calmness to last long. Cautiously, knowing she'd regret this, Amy eyed Trixie through her peripherals. Unsurprisingly she sniffed at her lasagna just inches away from the plate the entire time, completely ignoring Gordon's appearance. And probably everything else that was discussed at the table except Don's mention of superheroes. She was probably able to hear that trigger word from a mile away.

Once again Amy's eyes narrowed, ready to shoot the prankster with darts at any given moment. "Trix," she hissed, "what did I say about doing that in public."

"What, I've never seen this before. It's so cheesy and gooey!" Trixie licked her lips. "Mmm! It does smell kinda funny though. Oh! I know what it needs."

Then she plopped her ice cream cone right down on it. In the center of the lasagna. The ice cream cone. In her lasagna. The melting ice cream still inside began to seep into her dish.

Amy just stared at her companion, dumbfounded. Too dumbfounded enough to work up a yell, which perhaps did the restaurant well considering it was already flooded enough with Gordon's screams - when he was back in the kitchen at least, anyway. "Why the fuck would you do that?"

Trixie suddenly gasped and clasped the sides of her head with her hands, realizing the monstrosity she had just created with her meal. "I don't know, it was a good idea in my head!"

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Postinggg~

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Hi everyone! I'm just waiting to be called up next for my appointment lol, then I've gotta head to work. I'll try to post tonight, but if that doesn't happen because lol Rex posting at night, I'll deffo post in the AM tomorrow. :) (which might mean me missing today's post bleh)

Hope you have a grand mornight too Fox, & everyone else!

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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World survived the guildfall as well! 13 months & going strong. :)

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Los Paraisos: Hell's Kitchen Restaurant

Usually Trixie would be terrified out of her mind and hiding under the table from all the rage within the kitchen, but considering every other patron out there was mesmerized by the chaos, this must mean either no one understands that the big scary guy could come after them any second, or this was like some sort of play for them. Yeah, a play. And improv-cooking food was on the script? The chefs were especially screaming in fear as the big scary guy sent a crab flying after them, followed by a couple more. A few chefs fled out of the kitchen, crying in agony as they tried to rip the sea critters from their hineys. It really didn't seem the chefs enjoyed their job very much though - that or they were very good actors. Then again there was one chef who remained in the kitchen with a crab pinching his butt, though he looked a little bit too happy in comparison.

Trixie just cocked her head at the sight, like a confused dog. If the chefs hated working here so much, why were they there? Wow, getting a job sounded really horrible. She shuddered, finally understanding just how lucky she was to be a guilder. What a scary play, having her understand the reality of adulthood in one single sitting like that.

Though Cid's return startled her more than the head chef's screams. "Ah!" she called, nearly fumbling her uneaten ice cream cone. It still had precious ice cream in it. "Oh, uh. Uh." Again her eyes returned to flicking between the only two pictures inside the menu, which lied flat atop the table. "I want... um..."

Syed couldn't help but loom over the prankster's shoulder as she struggled to decide what to eat. Then, calmly and deliberately he reached over and spun her menu 180 degrees - after which let out a loud "Ohhhh..." and proceeded to jab her finger at one of the photos. Lasagna. "I want that one."



Amy on the other hand listened closely to Josette's explanation. She definitely had the kind of lead they needed. So... nightclubs? Why was that not surprising? Amy continued to sip from her water glass' bendy straw as she continued to speak, completely ignoring the shenanigans within the kitchen. Then Josette offered for the other girls to go clubbing with her? Is she mentally sane? Or is she thinking about a similar baiting maneuver the others rejected much earlier...?

Suddenly the chef in a baseball cap burst out of the kitchen, not due to being booted out like the other lot, but he managed a handful of plates on his own with no trays, careful not to tip them over. Screaming something about "not late, not late, not late" as he blurred passed the Pride's table - obviously with no time to wait for a server to assist him. No one batted him an eye however. He was just another member of the act.

This place was much too chaotic to be having a discussion of any sort... then again it was useful in keeping the other parties from listening in? Whatever. No use in mulling over it. Amy opened her mouth to say something, but then Cid arrived with appetizers and requesting to take orders from anyone who was ready. She rolled her eyes and immediately requested for some sirloin, cooked well done. She hadn't even looked at the menu, but that was something every restaurant should have, which Cid himself confirmed.

Right. Back to the discussion in question. Cid still waited around, taking down the orders of the others around the table, but Amy pressed on with the topic anyway. Might as well not waste time while they're still grouped together like this. "A certain three nightclubs? Is there anything about these clubs that—"

"Missing women? Oh man I've heard about that." The chef that scrambled by them earlier had returned at a much calmer pace, this time towering a stack of ceramic plates in his arms. "Yeah, my last ex went missing recently too. Bout time though. She was such a jerk!"

"Um... Crispin, b, bro..." Cid tugged at his collar again, motioning with his eyes for the chef to hurry and return to his place back in the kitchen. "Come on, bro, you gotta..."



"Yeah yeah, I know. Ligthen up, Cid!" Crispin clicked his tongue, eying the table a final time. "I really hope it's aliens." Then he darted off back into the kitchen, where the loud booming voice erupted once again, followed by a domino effect of shattering plates.

Amy hadn't even looked neither the chef nor the waiter in the eyes; she had her own scrunched shut, waiting for the silence before speaking again. "The clubs. The nightclubs. Did any of them—"

"Heeey," Trixie cooed, observing the kitchen through its open window again. She too had become part of the mesmerized audience. "That was the guy with the crab on his butt earlier."

"Oh my gods. Fuck it. Never mind."

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

I am having so much fun reading everyone's posts lol! Everyone seems to be having so much fun. Poor poor chefs though |D

Also I slept in so lol whoops skipping class this morning. Working on a post now :)

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Los Paraisos: Hell's Kitchen Restaurant

Like everyone else, Trixie nearly jumped right out of her seat as a man bellowed and a plate shattered along the floor. She reeled back a little, intimidated from hearing one angry person after another, but her worry quickly shifted elsewhere: the scoop of peanut buttery ice cream goodness she had brought with her into the restaurant had hopped right off and landed on the floor. Normally Trixie would have no qualms about it, but last time she tried to eat food off the ground in public, Amy nearly stepped on her. So now she was stuck with an ol' waffle cone with barely any ice cream still lodged inside it. "Aw, mannnn..."

Amy too jumped when the head chef made his call almost immediately following Moira's assumption. Eyes closed, she placed her hand over her chest to steady her breaths again before letting out a chuckle. "Well. This will be entertaining." Although, she noticed, the berserker's expression was more than alarmed than most. "You all right, Moira?"

"Your drinks, bros and sises!"



Any further conversation had been cut short by a waiter approaching their table, a jubilant smile plastered across his face after finally reuniting with his bro after what felt like centuries had passed. More surprisingly he balanced a single yet largeass tray on one hand, topped with 14 uniform glasses, all filled to the brim with sparkling water and bendy straws. In his other he balanced a tray smaller in size, holding tiny bowls of lemons, a bigger bowl for a certain capybara to drink from, and... a sippy cup.

Amy stared in disbelief, not only at the bro's dexterity, but at how many bloody glasses he was holding. Was their group really that big...!?

Quickly the man set down the trays on neighboring tables and began sliding glasses down to each member, with just perfect enough velocity that they would stop on their own just inches before reaching their respective consumer. Even Cid's kicks had enough balance to them that Kapi's drinking bowl was sent underneath the table without knocking over a single drop. Amy continued stare wide-eyed with perplexed eyebrows. Surely this man was not related to Don in the least bit.

Then, finally - he reached for the remaining cup and handed it off to Trixie. Who refused it, defiant with her arms crossed and cheeks puffed. "Hey! I don't need a sippy cup!"

"Sorry sis," he said, eyes shifting away from the group. His perfect streak was about to be shattered. "One of the other sises told me to make sure I bring one along..."

Immediately the prankster whipped her expression at Amy, who merely winked back with an impish grin crawling on her face. Trixie spoke again, fish-faced, lips barely moving. "No. I don't. Want. A sippy cup."

"Ah. Um. I'll - I'll be sure to bring you back a regular glass." Beads of sweat began to trickle down Cid's neck. Not good, not good. Please, no more complaints, please, oh gods, no more complaints. "But, um, in, in the meantime - could I get you bros and sis's anything else to drink, any appetizers...?"

Like the others Amy glossed over the menu sitting before her at the table, eyes flicking back and forth between the only two photos in the entire thing. She waited for Cid to take off before finally speaking up. Considering the situation at hand they were to discuss, she opted out of ordering any alcohol this round. Perhaps later.

"So... Josette, was it?" Amy looked towards Don's sister, eying her carefully though not so obviously that she would throw a fit at the scrutiny. "Now that we're all here together with some time to kill, would you mind telling us if... you've heard anything about a—"

The same booming voice from before erupted yet again from inside the kitchen, "CRISPIN! GET YOUR ASS BACK IN HERE, YOU NEWBIE FUCK! THIS MEAL IS SO UNFINISHED THAT EB SPORTS TRIED TO PUBLISH IT!"

A young man sporting a stupid baseball cap had jutted his head out of a kitchen door, gaping at the Pride's table in utmost awe and disbelief. He waved over towards Cid as he departed from their table - "Yo Cid, make sure you share the tips with the rest of us!" - to which Cid gulped, pulling at his shirt's collar as he did his best to ignore the chef's demand. Luckily for him the chef was immediately yanked back into the kitchen and sent back to work, finally returning the restaurant and its customers to peace. At least until the head chef spurred something up again.

Amy's shoulders deflated with a sigh. She had gone back to stirring a lemon inside of her water glass. "Figures."