Teiwaz Hunters: Test of the Ouroboros by Numbuh1234, literature
Literature
Teiwaz Hunters: Test of the Ouroboros
The commander of the Teiwaz Hunters office, a wolf by the name of Damion, led the civilian over to his briefing room, sitting down to face her.
The civilian was a white and grey lynx, who sat down on the opposite end of the desk. Only half of her face was visible, the other half obscured by a white mask, just like the rest of her body.
“Sally Waters,” Damion began, shuffling some loose files into a neat pile. He'd have to make a mental note to properly organise them after this meeting. “You said you have some information that's vital to us?”
Sal gave a nod.
Damion hummed, leaning back as he looked at his papers. He
Shattered Dreams
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June 2037
"So, just press this button, and the register will open," the manager was telling his new employee. They were working inside a Little Ceasar's pizza restaurant, with one of the managers teaching the new employee about how to work in the restaurant. As the training was going on, there was a loud banging coming from outside the restaurant.
Outside the restaurant, there was an overweight man, wearing a wifebeater and gray sweatpants (both of which were covered in various stains). This man also had red hair, and an unkempt be
“So where are we going to meet her?” Liira asks excitedly, a little louder than I’d like. She’s completely at ease in the hallways of the palace, comfortable and even arrogant in the knowledge that she’s the daughter of a high-ranking noble, and therefore - in her mind - untouchable. I don’t scold her. Not yet. Let her be a carefree child for as long as she can be. Her naïveté and blind self-assurance in her status as a royal will disappear soon enough in the wake of her training. “You’ll see,” I say, unwilling to broadcast our destination to anyone who may be listening from the shadows that lurk in every corner of this place. “Why won’t you tell me?” Liira pouts. “You know how much I hate being treated like a child.” I stifle an exasperated sigh. At fourteen years old, you still are a child, I think. “Because first you need to change,” I say instead, leading her to my quarters. As soon as the door is closed securely behind us, I add, “and because you don’t understand how
Bloxton Hotels Receptionist Helper Script by xcharlottehx, literature
Literature
Bloxton Hotels Receptionist Helper Script
[💖] Hello my name is (Insert Name), and I will be your helper today! [💖] How are you doing on this fine day/night? [💖] First of all congratulations on passing your interview! [💖] Today you will be quizzed on trivia, troll test and basic roleplay. [💖] Before we begin, do you have any questions? [💖] Ok great! Let’s go over some information… [💖] During the troll test I do not mean anything I say so please don’t take offense. [💖] Finally, my best advice, is try your best!!! [💖] Ok, let’s begin! [Trivia] [🤔] Question 1: What is your job as a receptionist? [🤔] ✅, Next question! / [🤔] ❌, The correct answer was to check in guests and help guests with any questions. [🤔] Question 2: When should you wear your uniform? [🤔] ✅, Next Question! / [🤔] ❌, The correct answer was always! [🤔] Question 3: What tools do you spawn with? [🤔] ✅, Next Question! / [🤔] ❌, The correct answer was spray bottle, vacuum, and trolley! [🤔] Question 4: How many warnings does a troller get? [🤔] ✅, Next Question! / [🤔] ❌
Adventures in Girl Scouts by DoubleDandE, literature
Literature
Adventures in Girl Scouts
They where parked right at the front of the S-mart store on 75th and Broadway. Sitting in the back seat in her newly ironed Girl Scouts uniform was Cecilia, or Cell as her parents called her. Her hands were cold and wet from perspiring, and her eyes were darting towards the rather large tent that sat near the Girl Scout’s cookies stand. Her troop leader had assigned her to go work with Rachel- a girl who was not only good at selling cookies, but was also good at raising money. The idea was that Cell would learn a thing or two from her, and be able to apply it when she went out on her own.