Help Wanted! [closed]

Slumping into the chair, Charles let out an exhausted breath. Finally, the last book was nestled cleanly on the shelf. A quiet voice spoke from upstairs as a draconian head poked out, crow’s feet wrinkled on the kind, old, motherly face.

“Charles honey, don’t you want to go out and see the pretty fireworks? Maybe find a pretty little Charmander or two~?” The woman gives a haughty laugh as the Growlithe fussed with his fur, embarrassed.

“Gran, I’m too old and far too busy for that sort of thing. I still need to get the interviews for the first installment.” He waves his arms frantically, the room heating up slightly.

“What if I don’t get it done in time? And then..and then no one likes it. And then I have to leave and-“A claw stretches outward, calmly quelling the panic of Charles.

“Charles, won’t you do this for me, even as a favor?” She chuckled.  “Consider it as scouting if you must, but please do get out of the house a little.” A soft pleading look was enough, and the Growlithe hesitated.

“I dunno...I mean maybe...I could walk around asking others for interviews...” Rubbing his chin, he jolts, and runs for the table, tripping over himself. Quickly rising, he began to draw a sign, nodding to himself.

“But first I have to finish the sign, and put a notice. No one is going to know where to find my if I don’t have it outside!” Spinning around, he showed a simple poster with the lettering ‘NOW OPEN! HELP WANTED!’ on the front. A soft chuckle escaped the grandmother.

“You are more and more like your grandfather with every passing day, why when I was your age...” she trailed off, noticing he was already gone, and starting to paint a sign out the front, and hammer it onto the building. Smiling, she closed her eyes, head retracting back upstairs to the small room of a stifling temperature housing a single bed squished in a corner. One may wonder how the grandmother even got in and out of the building.

Thunk, thunk, thunk went the hammer. Charles stepped back, wiping his brow with a smile, feeling hope in his chest as he put the poster on the side of the door.

“This time will be different,” he spoke, a brief look of determination on his face.

“....book is crooked.” With that, he rushed back inside.

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The Apricot Times is now open!

TAT is a small newspaper that will be released detailing interviews and/or events currently happening, or previous events. These will be done in the form of in character interviews, with a focus on asking the deep questions.

The motto of TAT is ‘The truth will set you free’ and is placed on a small plaque above the desk that overlooks the street.

No newspaper can start without content, so I offer to you to come, and receive interviews for your characters. You can either ‘run’ into my character in the street, or perhaps visit their home personally. All are welcome! Just send me a note and you’re eligible!

A few notes:

1: All interviews will be done in character

2: Each interview will feature a small picture, as seen above, at least. Some may feature multiple, depending on length, and complexity. You are always welcome to provide your own pictures, should you wish, to be used exclusively for TAT.

3: If you don’t like noting on DA. I’m known as ‘TheLaladome#8597’ on discord! Optionally, there's also Google Drive. As long as the platform can be set so two people can type, it'll work!