[Event Post]

[triade_oscura]

::Is sitting at a stall, with a sign reading "Recruitment", in the park or at DA near the Monorail. She's wearing white pants and a tank top with a black jacket and sunglasses. Reading a book called "True Man's World", flipping pages.

Obviously you should bother her. She looks bored as shit.::

Comments

[beastkingnaoma]

"What are you recruiting for, an idiot convention."

[triade_oscura]

Recruiting for recruitment. No boys allowed unless they eat this apple.

::Pulls out the exact apple your mom fed Monica.::

[beastkingnaoma]

He snatches the apple. So quickly it's not even obvious he moves until it's already in his hand.

"That's dumb. You're dumb."

[triade_oscura]

Your fucking face is dumb, dicknut.

[beastkingnaoma]

He throws the apple, apparently aiming for space considering he shot it into the sky.

"What kind of moron is gonna sign up for 'EVIL BLONDE CHEERLEADER WITCHES, WE LUV MATH AND BOYZ, GIGGLE'"

[triade_oscura]

::Flips page.::

Your mom, dickfag.

[beastkingnaoma]

"My mom would laugh and then smash your table and also your face."

[triade_oscura]

Wow, you're retarded. You don't even know an insult. ::Flip flip.::

[beastkingnaoma]

"I'm saying your dumb. Nobody is going to join your dumb bimbo club. Did you run out of girls to haze or what."

[triade_oscura]

No, just out of girls who won't suck the stupid goddess bimbo off.

[misplacedspirit]

"So what's all this about."

[Hello, have a silver-haired lady staring at your recruitment sign with an arched brow.]

[triade_oscura]

... You again?

::Flips page.::

Opportunity of a life time for a high paying job, if you're smart enough.

[misplacedspirit]

"Me again."

"So, smart enough. Am I going to have to go through a brain-draining process then?"

[triade_oscura]

Why the fuck would I brain drain you, you fat whale? ::Flips through her book a bit.::

The most I'd do is make you look not look like a lazy fat shut-in.

[misplacedspirit]

"Because none of you seem to have half a brain betwixt you, you vapid fool."

"And I am not a lazy fat shut-in."

[triade_oscura]

My IQ is fucking huge. Then what have you been doing, shut-in lardqueen?

[misplacedspirit]

"Then why are you trying to recruit every idiot that walks past? Idiot."

"And I've been bookkeeping, for the record."

[triade_oscura]

I'm not. I test them first. And book keeping were? The fatty fat university for overweight blobs?

[misplacedspirit]

"Bookkeeping the current supernatural artifacts and incidents in the city, since the rate has skyrocketed since you morons got here and you stole all my hard workers."

"And how do you plan to test them?"

[triade_oscura]

Bookkeeping for who. And we didn't steal them, we just offered better pay.

::Holds out a card.:: Like so.

[misplacedspirit]

"Myself, primarily, for when I rebuild my network. With a little bit more muscle than bone."

[ Grudgingly reaches out to take the card.]

[triade_oscura]

Come some time, I might be able to get yer network back together, bitchtits.

::It tells you to go to the trashy resort down town.::