What can I get for you?

I'm Mike Chilton, waiter at the Blue Coffee Cafe. Welcome to Blue Coffee! Muse's preferred pronouns: he/his/himself Mun's preferred pronouns: they/them (bigender) ((RP-Blog under construction!))

[gummii-chemist]

{ Oh no. She wasn’t letting him leave without something special. She’s been waiting for this. }

      мιкє …

{ She brings his waist right against hers and pulls him in for a lustful kiss. Her lips wrap around Mike’s, feeling the heat radiate off his face. Without him looking, she slips a card with her on-surface address and Earth phone number–definitely things he’ll be needing later tonight. }

      …  тнαηк уσυ. уσυ кησω ωнєяє ι αм … ƒιη∂ мє αƒтєя ωσяк, ρℓєαѕє.

{ And with that, she gives his pocket a pat and runs off into the black of the night. }

[midnightcafemikechilton]

The kiss caught him by surprise, but it was a pleasant one--so pleasant, he melts into it, closing his eyes as she drowns him in her lips... he felt needier after she pulled away, and he attempted to pull her back in for more, but he was too slow. 

“Wha--wait--!!”

She was off just like that. A blink of the eye and she was gone... but she said to meet her again. He felt his left back pocket and retrieves the card that was given to him. Looking over the address and number, he whispers to himself:

“...I will.”

Now was the problem of working two shifts with a hard-on.

[gummii-chemist]

      αααн … мιкєу ! ! !

{ She tightly wraps her arms around him in return, tears welling up in her eyes. }

      мιкєу, тнαт’ѕ ѕσ ѕωєєт σƒ уσυ … ησ ησ, ι υη∂єяѕтαη∂ тнαт уσυ ¢αη ƒєєℓ ℓιє∂ тσ αвσυт тнιѕ, ι кησω нσω тнαт ƒєєℓѕ ! тнαηк уσυ …

{ She returns his smile, too, the tears in her eyes now streaming down her pink cheeks and washing away the dark-colored foundation. }

      αн … σн ∂єαя, ι ѕнσυℓ∂ ρяσвαвℓу нєα∂ нσмє αη∂ тσυ¢н υρ му ¢σνєя …

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“Gummi... It’s okay, you can go home for the night... I can cover your shift. ”

He sees the tears on her face and, as an instinct, gently wipes it away with his thumb, the rest of his hand caressing the bottom of her jaw. He can feel fluff trailing from her jaw to her ears. He can feel his eyes staring deeply into hers, exploring her newfound, candy-pink irises. He can feel... his face burning up. Oh.

“Ah--oh man, I’m sorry, I--”

Just as he was about to say goodbye, though, her grip around his waist becomes tighter.

[gummii-chemist]

      …αη αℓιєη? ησ. нєє нєє.

{ She rubs down an ear, somewhat embarrassed he’d assume you’re an alien. You always hear him call the other-worldly beings that come into the cafe “aliens”, when most of them were actually monsters. }

      ι'м α мσηѕтєя. ѕρє¢ιƒι¢αℓℓу, α тяι¢кѕтєя ∂ємση.

{ She sighs, moving her hand from the back of her head to the neck. }

      ѕєє, мιкєу, мσѕт σƒ тнє тнιηgѕ тнαт ωαℓк ιηтσ συя ¢αƒє αяєη'т αℓιєηѕ–       тнєу'яє мσηѕтєяѕ ℓιкє мє, αη∂ мσѕт σƒ тнєм ∂ιѕgυιѕє тнємѕєℓνєѕ αѕ       нυмαηѕ, ѕσ тнαт… ѕσ тнαт α¢тυαℓ нυмαηѕ ωση'т яєρσят υѕ.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“A... oh. I...”

This was a lot for him to take in. As much as he accepted the other monsters in the café, he didn’t know what to think of a monster who’s been disguised as a human the entire time he’s known her. It almost felt like he was.... being lied to.

“I’m sorry, Gummi, but I...”

But he thought about what she said. They were disguised for a reason. Humans do have a history of taking in everything they think is sci-fi, and dissecting it to the point of no return. These monsters don’t want any of that, nor do they want any harm towards the human race (as far as he knew). 

“... I understand.”

He approaches her, wrapping his arms around her newly-revealed form--he felt how deeper her hips were, how silky the skin was where there was no cloth beneath her crop-top.

“To be honest, I feel a little lied to about your... true self. But I think I can... get used to it.”

Still holding her hips, he chuckles and pulls away from the hug, giving her a smile.

[gummii-chemist]

      η-ησ. ιт'ѕ… υн.

{ She slowly removes her wig, exposing her big soft ears and small curved horn. Then she rubs a smudge of foundation off her cheek, showing a hint of pink skin. }

      ι'м ησт… ƒяσм нєяє.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

....Ears.

“G...”

“S...so you’re, uh... one of those...?”

[gummii-chemist]

{ She takes him into the kitchen, through the door that leads to the alley between the cafe and the next building. }

     мιкєу… тнєяє'ѕ ѕσмєтнιηg ι'νє вєєη нι∂ιηg ƒяσм уσυ тнιѕ ωнσℓє тιмє. ι'м ησт…

     ι'м ησт ωнαт уσυ тнιηк ι αм.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

The change of scenery was a bit unsettling.

“What... what do you mean...?”

“Are you, like, a secret agent or something?”

[gummii-chemist]

~ { @midnightcafemikechilton } ~

     нєу, мιкєу… ιт'ѕ αвσυт тιмє ι тєℓℓ уσυ ѕσмєтнιηg.      ѕσмєтнιηg ιмρσятαηт.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“Hey, Gummi! What’s going on?”

“Is something wrong?”

[robooctopus]

YO YO YO YO YO YO YO DISNEY XD IS PLAYING RERUNS OF TRON: UPRISING AND MOTORCITY STARTING TUESDAY SEPT 8TH FOR THE FORMER AND SUNDAY SEPT 13TH FOR THE LATTER (although it looks like there’s only two motorcity episodes on the schedule right now. :p but, hey it’s better than nothing!) THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!!!!! EVERYONE WATCH PLEASE, THESE TWO SHOWS ARE GREAT AND FUN AND AMAZING AND GOT CANCELLED TOO SOON! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (let’s hope the network actually plays them. and of course they’re on in the middle of the night but these shows didn’t really get repeat showings in their initial runs so it’s exciting!)

also, my fellow rebels fans, if you want some quality action shows to tide you over until season 2 y’all should maybe check these out!

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

The 10th Icon in Your Folder will Describe How Your Muse Truly feels about Their Mun..

[midnightcafemikechilton]

[hadespaint]

[midnightcafemikechilton]

hadespaint:

he is beautiful.

[wimpyprogrammer]

Oh god–

–Chuck needed to pay Mikey a visit and say thank you, because… my god…

//////

[wimpyprogrammer]

;; A Dash Of Perplexity

[wimpyprogrammer]

Massachusetts.

That… wasn’t Detroit. Where was Massachusetts…? He never learned about this kind of stuff at Deluxe…

“D-dude, I’ve never even heard of that place before! H-how could I live in a place that I-I’ve never heard of–?”

Wait– a similar thing happened to Julie, too? Heck…

He was getting a headache, thinking about all this…

“…m-multiverses…? I-I… th-think I have, a-at one point, but…”

Chuck blinks, then stares up at Mike, eyes wide behind his bangs as it suddenly hits him.

“…w-wait. You’re telling me that– you’re definitely not my Mikey, then? O-or the Mikey I know?”

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“Well... yeah, I guess that would explain why you don’t know where you are.”

“The Chuck in this universe--my universe--doesn’t have your problem. The same goes for my Julie, Texas, Dutch, and so on. I have a friend who looks into this stuff, and, believe it or not, she has travelled between multiverses to visit other dimensions and meet new people, some of which aren’t even human.”

“Chuck, you’re in a different universe right now. And I know that’s a lot to take in at the moment, but trust me--”

You put a hand over one of his.

“--you’re gonna get used to it.”

[wimpyprogrammer]

;; A Dash Of Perplexity

[wimpyprogrammer]

How do you know what my favorite tea is, I don’t know you–!

Well, he did know a Mike, if not this Mike… and this Mike seemed to know how to calm him down. Even though every fiber in his body was telling him this was not alright, Mike’s words helped him realize that he needed to slow down and take things easy.

Different Mike, but still his same old friend.

That reassured him, even though this place was totally foreign to him.

Chuck waited at the table, pacing his breathing and fidgeting with his long fingers. When Mike returned and came back with a cup of iced tea– oh hey that was his favorite– Chuck cleared his throat and took the drink with a stuttered out ‘thank-you.’

He took a small sip of the drink, then listened to Mike’s question.

What did he want to talk about?

“I-I don’t know man, th-there’s so many things I wanna say– b-but I guess I’ll st-start with the basic questions. What is this place? I-it doesn’t look like Detroit Deluxe or Motorcity…”

His hands trembled around the cup of tea.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“I don’t know where you got the idea that we’re in Detroit.”

“We live in Massachusetts, buddy.”

You twiddle your thumbs in anxiety, unsure that your words will calm him down any more. You aren’t sure what he means by Detroit Deluxe, either. Was that some kind of spin-off of Deluxe Cafe in Detroit?

“Look, Chuckles--you’re not the first one of the group to get confused on this stuff.” You bring your voice down to a half-whisper.

“Jules visited me a few days earlier with the same problem you have right now. It was like she totally forgot where she is, who I am, and what we do. Some weird things go on here, and I think this is one of them.”

“Have you ever heard of multiverses...?”

[wimpyprogrammer]

;; A Dash Of Perplexity

[wimpyprogrammer]

Wait–

What–?

Mike actually does work here? For two years?

Why was Mikey looking at him like he was crazy?

Ohhhh no, something was going on here, and Chuck didn’t like it–

“B-bro, I-I have no legit idea what you’re talking about–!”

The programmer wheezed softly, trying to catch his breath.

Okay, no need to panic–

“I-if you call work being chased down by Kanebots before suddenly getting blasted into a city you don’t know, then heck yeah, I had a long day at work–! Ohhhhh no, I don’t even know what’s going on anymore…”

Chuck whined and took Mike’s suggestion– he sat down on a nearby chair and buried his face into his hands.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“Woah, woah--ok, buddy, slow down.”

“Take it easy, it’s alright--”

You walk out from behind the counter, joining your best friend at the table he sat at.

“We just... need to talk things out, okay? Take deep breaths. I’ll get you some tea--your favorite.” You leave the table to go back behind the counter and into the kitchen to grab him the drink.

It’s another one of Chuck’s panic attacks, is it? You can’t really tell. You’ve only ever had a panic attack once, and it was a very mild one at best. Chuck’s had lots, though, after coming back from the office and freaking out about potential viruses or companies taking over the studio’s website, and how he has to clear them all and--

Was this that same Chuck? Could this Chuck be one of those... multi-universe copies? Gummi tells you some weird stuff, and her research further proves itself when odd, alien-like beings walk into the cafe.

You return from the kitchen, setting the iced tea on the table before Chuck and sitting back down with him. “So. Whatcha wanna talk about first?”

[wimpyprogrammer]

;; A Dash Of Perplexity

[wimpyprogrammer]

Mike?

Oh god, was that Mikey?

Oh, thank god–! A familiar face in this terrifyingly unfamiliar town! This was wonderful! He was about to rush over to his friend when suddenly his words caught him off-guard.

That, and the fact that Mike was standing behind the register of this place like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“…wh-what can you get me?”

“I-I’m sorry, Mikey, but… wha–? What’s up with your outfit, bro? I-it looks like you work here, man.”

[midnightcafemikechilton]

“Uh.”

“I do work here, Chuck. I’ve been working here for the past two years, buddy. Unless you’re having a case of amnesia, you know this.”

Seems like Julie wasn’t the only one forgetting about where you work. Even after that confrontation with Julie, you meet her hours later and she acts like the confusion never happened. Something weird was going on.

“Are you feeling alright? Did you have a long day at work or something? Maybe you need to sit down.”

[wimpyprogrammer]

;; A Dash Of Perplexity

⚡ midnightcafemikechilton

Chuck was beginning to think he wasn’t in Motorcity anymore. Nor did he think he was in Deluxe.

As if that wasn’t overwhelming enough, Chuck was seeing things that he wouldn’t never thought he would see before. Cars on the roads, driving freely beneath the sky with no Kanebots trailing after them… heck, everything seemed so nice and orderly.

It was making Chuck nervous.

He wandered for a little bit before finding himself standing before a little coffee shop. It looked friendly and nice, and just overall very welcoming.

Blue Coffee Cafe, huh?

After a few moments of debating, Chuck shrugged his shoulders and pushed the door open. The chime of bells rang, and instantly the comforting smell of roasting coffee beans hit his senses.

Maybe he could ask for some directions after getting himself a cup of bubble tea or something…

[midnightcafemikechilton]

Just another Monday behind the cash register. Gummi took the day off because of some... research she had to do, so you were stuck in the cafe today without a friend to talk to. God knows what she’s up to.

Luckily, your buddy Chuck has just arrived! Was this the second time he’s come in today? He must have a lot of work to do for the studio. It looks like he had a change of clothes on his way here, too.

“Hey, Chuckles. Got more work to do? What can I get’cha?”

[betaclaws]

It's National Kissing Day, send ‘*’ to give my muse a kiss.

[midnightcafemikechilton]

[[ i have yet to make a ref for this mike. might do that now ]]