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Cute Animals || Molly & Georgia

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[🐎] — “A kitten, huh? Great choice.” Putting a hand to her hip, Georgia smiles at the woman, and then directs a knowing look at the kitten she was petting. Giggling, she takes her free hand and points down at the mewling kitten. “This little darlin’ has definitely taken a liking to you, I can tell. Is that the one you want…?”

Not wanting to come off as too bossy, or have the woman think she was forcing her into a decision, Georgia hastily adds, “But hey, you don’t have to go with the first one you see. There’re plenty of precious babes to choose from, so you’re free to take your time and look around.”

She scratches the white kitten behind its ears, smiling as she feels the vibrations from the animal’s content purring as he rubs against her hand. She debates with herself for a moment, looking over the other kittens too busy napping, eating, or playing, to pay her any attention.

The kitten mews up at her, Molly realizing she had stopped petting him in her train of thought. She continues again, turning to the shop keeper with a big smile and giving her a nod of her head.

“Yes, I think I’ll take him...In fact, I don’t don’t think he’d let me leave without him to be honest.”

#rxzberries #pi:georgia #lemme get dat kitten

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Bad Hare Day || Max & Molly

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theperfectheir:

[♫] — Max opens his mouth to respond to that, but stops when Molly cheekily swipes some cream from his face. The act is so incredibly frustrating and cute that he doesn’t quite know how to react to it, so he chooses to remain silent. When she turns away, Max conceals the sigh threatening to escape his lips as he responds to her next statement.

“Ah, so then you must know a little something about this hex, then.” He says with a thin smile, handing off the towel to her. Though his tone was slightly joking, his annoyance over the situation in general was still apparent. “Or I should be partly blaming you for this mess, at the very least.” Gods, his hair felt so heavy and sticky and… dirty.

“But why spend time doing that when I could be getting cleaned up?” He adds, expression twisting into a disgruntled one. “I would hate to cut our conversation short, Bunny, but I really must be going. I can’t exactly remain here in this state.”

Molly chuckles, pulling the band of bunny ears from her head to push a hand through her hair. “Mm, perhaps. But there’s no fun in giving away secrets, don’t you think? Then they’re no longer secrets. And that makes for a very boring game if there’s no secret behind it,” she says with a shrug, picking clean a few loose hairs clinging to the headband before returning it to her head.

“I’d offer you one of the uniforms to change into, though I’m not so sure you’d want to walk around in a bunny costume...well, then again I’ve no idea what you’re into.”

“Just be sure to visit me next time before you visit the pie game.”

#pi:max #sorry i left this hanging #orz

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Run Ragged (Charles & OPEN)

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heartmadeofgears:

Charles sighed and trudged his feet along the sidewalk. The work requirements the College had placed him under were draining. It wouldn’t be quite so bad if he wasn’t teaching so many classes, but he was the only one qualified to do it. Most of the time it was a welcome occupation, but lately, things had gotten a little more hectic.

His mother had spent a night in the hospital and he had been with her. That was two nights ago, but worry kept him away from sleep and thrust deeply into busy work. The stress of it all left an effect on his normally pristine appearance.

His hair was ruffled and fluffy, an unpleasant two-day beard sprouted from his face, his shirt was wrinkled, and no amount of coffee could brighten the bags under his eyes or the sullen pallor of his cheeks.

Shuffling to a nearby bench, he plopped down with a deep sigh. Charles wasn’t an old man, but he felt like it right now. Weariness pulled at him in mind and body. He just… needed… a minute…

Between one breath and the next, his head lolled to the side and he fell asleep sitting on a bench in broad daylight.

Molly yawned, on her way home to the dock where she left her ship after a very long, very boring night shift at the casino. The Winery and Gun shop were both closed that day and the next, meaning she had the rest of the day to do what she wanted, or rather needed to do (such as that very large pile of laundry waiting to be washed.)

Scratching her cheek, the young woman found herself doing a double take as she spotted not something, but someone sleeping on a bench in public. Homelessness did not seem to be as big an issue on the islands as it was in the Big City; in fact the young woman had a hard time coming up with a time she had ever seen someone homeless on either Leuda or Arcadia Islands. Was the area so perfect that poverty and homelessness ceased to exist? Well, nothing was perfect, and rather than pass by and believe such was a way of life for some people, Molly chose to do the only thing right by her; see what she could do to help.

She approached the man quietly, gently touching his shoulder to rouse him from his sleep.

“Excuse me, sir? ...are you okay?”

#heartmadeofgears #hello! hope you dont mind i took this #pi:charles

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Let’s Talk About Books, Baby || Molly & Soseki

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arigatosmiles:

Soseki didn’t notice Molly’s email until late in the day when he finally sat down to churn out a few paragraphs on his latest project. He’d been jumping around between scenes, writing out bits that he knew and then going to a new section. But before he could get to his work, he brought up his email. Molly’s was near the top, marked unread along with a handful of spam and one from his editor. Skipping over the one from his editor, he opened hers.

Leuda, huh? Interesting. And surprisingly convenient.

Miss. Cappelli,

It was a pleasure to receive your email! I would certainly be flattered if my books were to appear in your store and I’m equally flattered to hear that you enjoyed them personally. What did you want to discuss? It’s very easy for me to make a trip to Leuda if you would like. My publisher should have most details on pricing and things of that nature. I’m afraid the most I do is put the words to paper, but I’m happy to help if there’s anything I can do.

Thank you, Natsume Sōseki

Well, that should do it. He sent it off, looked at his editor’s unread email, and then opened up a music playlist. He grabbed his stack of papers full of notes and story tidbits as well as the story itself and started writing.

Molly had not checked her email until that evening, just before she was due to arrive for her shift at the Casino. She had not expected a reply that day from the writer, but to her surprise, one unopened new email sat within her mailbox, waiting for her to read. She took a seat as she read the message on her cell phone, opting to respond now rather than leave it for the next day.

Mr. Sōseki,

Thank you for your prompt response! I am happy that a trip to Leuda would not be an inconvenience for you.When I had reached out to your publisher about stocking your books, they had asked that I contact you directly. I also find it best to give vendors/suppliers the opportunity to visit where their stock will be for sale so they may understand the store. Though I understand you are more of a writer than a vendor, I thought it best to still extend the opportunity nonetheless.

Though I am not at the store every day, I can easily arrange to be for whenever may be best for you.

Sincerely,

Molly

#arigatosmiles

Day two at the beach called for something a little less silly and a little more Molly’s style. Well, wearing nothing was honestly more along the lines of what she would have rather worn to the beach, but surely the other patrons would not enjoy such a sight...well, depending on who they were they might.

Ah well, there was always the next day to give it a try...

#pi:wardrobe #pi:beach day #;)

Paycheck 6/10!

Molly got paid for being the best ho in the world yo

#pi:activity

A day at the beach was always fun for Molly. Soaking up the sun, playing in the ocean; she never really did mind if she left at the end of the day covered in sand, as it usually was reflective of an enjoyable day.

She had ordered herself a new bikini for the start of the summer season, one she certainly could not pass up upon seeing the advertised item. Bikinis and poop, two of her favorite things.

She could only hope the other beach goers enjoyed her outfit as much as she did.

#pi:beach day #pi:closed

Paycheck 5/13!

Molly got paid for being the best ho in the world yo

#pi:money #pi:activity

Could This Day Get Any Worse || Open

Some days just weren’t for Molly. She supposed everyone had their off days, yet for some reason whenever she had one of her own, she was convinced the world hated her. It had started with the fact that she had worked a late night at the casino, filling in as a stand in entertainer for the evening as one of her employees had called out sick. While it certainly was not a big deal to do so, she knew there were other things in her office that needed attending to. By the time she had managed to finish her shift and complete her office work, Molly was left with two hours; two hours before the winery opened. She opted for coffee over sleep, the cup over filled just enough that some spilled out onto her hand, scalding her skin. Returning to her office at the casino to change into her work clothes for the winery, she mentally kicked herself as she opened her bag, realizing she did not pack her second outfit…and she had no time to go home and change. And of course, walking to the winery from the casino in a bunny outfit with heels was not the best experience; though she was thankful she had her peacoat to keep her covered and warm. Her legs and feet certainly did not receive the same courtesy. Molly groaned as she opened and entered the winery, kicking off her heels as her sore feet became immediately grateful for the cool flooring. She quickly made her way to the cash register, pulling out her money pouch to set up the cash drawer for the day. She only had a few moments before the winery opened, praying to whatever deities that may exist that no one would want to buy wine at 11 o'clock in the morning. Setting the cash drawer back into the register, she peeled off her coat to set it on the back counter. “I think I have a pair of shorts in my office…” She mused aloud, rounding the corner of the cashier’s counter. However, as if her day could not have gotten any worse, the poor titian haired woman tripped over her heels that had been left out in the walk space. “Shit-” Molly cried out, just as the shop’s bells rang as someone came in, just in time to see the casino bunny clad woman trip over her shoes and topple into a few stacked cases of wine. The world certainly hated her today.

#pi:open

Let’s Talk About Books, Baby || Molly & Soseki

Molly always kept a book within her bag to pull out during what little spare time she actually had while working. She enjoyed reading, finding it always to help her strengthen her own vocabulary, as she found she was always learning something new.

She had no shame of course reading a few, sultry, steamy romance novels, the young woman always finding herself falling into a fit of giggles each time a particularly salacious scene came up within the story. Of course, being the new owner of an adult shop, it was only natural for Molly to wonder if perhaps these books might make interesting stock for the store to sell. Sure, they were probably sold in normal bookstores, but it would only make sense for an erotic themed shop to sell erotic themed novels, right?

Right, she had decided, flipping to the inside cover of the novel she had been reading, in hopes to find some sort of contact for this ‘Natsume Sōseki.’ A publisher’s contact was what she found instead, helpful of course, in that said publisher was able to offer her the contact for the novelist.

Email seemed to be the best method. So an email it was she began to compose.

Dear Mr. Sōseki,

I received your contact from your publisher.

My name is Molly Cappelli. I have recently become the new owner of an adult shop located on Leuda Island, recently renovated and renamed as ‘Good Vibrations’. After reading and enjoying your novels, I had thought it a potentially good idea to stock your novels within the store, should you be interested of course.

if you are, I would be happy to discuss further in whichever method you may prefer (email, call, or face to face.) Looking forward to your response.

Sincerely,

Molly Cappelli

She took a few moments to read over the email, and once satisfied, sent it through, hoping the novelist may respond with interest.

@arigatosmiles

#pi:soseki #arigatosmiles

Please Don’t Break My Bottles || Open

A sigh escaped Molly’s lips, carefully picking up the pieces of glass out of the pool of red wine. Twice today her visitors to the store had managed to break one of the many bottles of wine available for purchase.

Despite their profuse apologies and willingness to pay, she merely waved them off, asking that they be a bit more careful next time, and glad it was only a bottle and not an entire shelf. She did not mind eating the costs of a broken product, not only in that it was her house wine, but that she always felt it a bit awkward to ask someone to pay for something they not only unintentionally broke, but could not even consume any longer.

At least they bought something…

She thought to herself, placing another large glass chunk into the bag. She heard the door open, moving to work on cleaning up a bit quicker now that someone else was here.

“Hello!,” she said, not looking up as she placed one last piece of bottle glass into the bag. She began to unravel some paper towels, setting them down to absorb the liquid and spoke again, “ I’ll be with you in a moment.”

#pi:open

MiniGames

Molly went to the Casino and did some Mining and made that dolla dolla bill y’all

Expenses: 5,300G to @xwingsofvalor, -8,000G to @jake-out-the-humans for Ordinary Hammer

#pi:money #pi:minigames #pi:casino #pi:mining

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Bad Hare Day || Max & Molly

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[♫] — Even if she may not have been outright laughing at his predicament, Max wasn’t at all pleased by the grin lighting her face. Though, Bunny had always been a criminally cute girl, and because of that weakness of his, he finds that he isn’t as bothered by her amusement as he could be. How can you be upset with someone so adorable?

“Fun. I think you mean humiliation, maybe?” He wipes the remainder of the pie cream from his face – at least what he assumes it all, without a mirror – not even wanting to think about how his hair looked right now. “A pain in the rear, most definitely. I don’t see what’s so amusing about getting blasted with pie cream…” He glances at Molly pointedly, taking note of the clear amusement in her expression. “Well, to the ones actually getting hit, I suppose.”

The mention of a hex, turns his pointed expression into one of shock, and he stares at her wide-eyed. Max believed himself to be an intelligent man who wasn’t too gullible, but when it came to magic-related things, he didn’t quite know what to think. “A hex…? Amazing. To think that someone here could be capable of doing that…”

He hands the towel back to her, annoyance from earlier almost entirely forgotten. “I don’t quite care for the face full of pie, but I would be fascinated in seeing how something like that is done– you’re not the one responsible, are you, Bunny?”

She tuts, no longer trying to hide her amusement at the situation. She understands where he’s coming from, having received her fair share of pie cream to the face, and of course there were just some days she could certainly do without that. But of course that didn’t mean she was not going to still give max a hard time about it.

“Think of it as a fact of life; rather than be angry that your face is covered in cream. just accept it,” she says, bringing a hand towards his face, index finger swiping a bit of the cream he seems to have missed while cleaning himself up. She licks it off her finger, tossing a wink his way before turning towards the game to collect the empty pie tins.

“Well, I’m not entirely responsible,” she says, setting the tins aside to be refilled with pie, and taking the towel from the man. “I’m no mage. Though that certainly does not mean I did not have help in setting it up, of course.”

#wink #pi:max #theperfectheir

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Cute Animals || Molly & Georgia

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rxzberries:

[🐎] — “Well, what would ya like to do?” She questions, the possibility of her being too nosy– too prying into a customer’s life, not at all registering to her. Georgia was curious by nature, after all, and very much lacked the filter most people had. “Are you in a place in your life where caring for a pet is possible? Do you want the handle the responsibility of caring for one?”

And of course, ever the businesswoman, she doesn’t fail to add in a sales pitch. “And if you are, might I recommend adopting one of the cute kittens? They’re docile and don’t require as much energy as pups and dogs do– ‘course, pups and dogs are just as awesome, you know. Some people really like the high energy.”

She takes a few moments to carefully consider all of the store attendant’s questions, scratching her cheek idly before catching sight of one of the shop’s kittens trying to grab her attention. She kneels again, reaching into the display to pet the animal.

She could certainly care for a pet as it stood. Sure, she was busy with work, but it was not as thought she would never be home. Besides, there wouldn’t be anything wrong with taking it to work with her.

After a few moments thought, Molly gives the other woman a firm nod, smile wide and confident with her decision.

“Yes...absolutely. I definitely like kittens; I think that’d be perfect for me at the moment, to be honest.”

#pi:georgia #rxzberries #give me 5 kittens pls

A Sinful Request

REQUEST BOARD: Explorer’s Guild and Pirate’s Den

DATE OF REQUEST: 5/11/2017

LOCATION: Good Vibrations- Leuda Island

AGE REQUIRED: 18+ (Both Muse and Mun)

NUMBER OF PEOPLE: Up to 6

REWARD: A paying job

DETAILS: Reputable business looking to hire up to 6 employees, with a Boss/Managing position immediately available for hire. No ‘experience’ necessary; all that is required of potential employees is that they are at least 18 years of age and can maintain a judgement free state of mind.

#pi:request

Paycheck 5/1

Molly got paid for being the best ever.

#pi:money #pi:activity

As busy as she was, Molly always liked to poke into some of the local events and catch up with the rest of the community. None of her dresses were exactly perfect for the occasion, but they were perfectly suitable for her, and she supposed that’s all that mattered.

So with her own bottle of wine and glass, she set to joining in on the festival activities, hoping perhaps she might know a few people there, as well as meet some others she may be able to befriend.

#pi:spring festival #pi:wardrobe #mollys wardobe #alcohol mention

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