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Tapper's! (The May edition!) - Open to all

Who: Vanellope, the staff, and you!
Where: Tapper's in Cancer Ward
When: Anytime
Summary: Tapper's is becoming a hangout spot for several visitors! Also, the Idiot Sidekick Brigade has decided to come and de-stress a bit (will have their own thread).
Menu: Short and sweet
Notes: Just like before, feel free to thread with anyone you'd like here! If you want to thread with Vanellope or any staff members, please tag them in the subject of your comment.

Vanellope is glad that Tapper's is no longer a hiding place for scared citizens and now smoothly operating once more. It was a lot of work to clean the place up...for her staff. (She did help a little.)

Right now, she's pondering new menu items, though the bar seems to be doing well with only three-four items. "Hey, I've got it! Candy-coated sesame seed buns! You wish you had these great ideas, don't ya?"

She's got ways to go with figuring out a new product.

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"Actually you may be on to something...maybe less candy but more cookie-like crust. Ever heard of a melon bread before, babe?"

"A melon bread? What's that? A bread shaped like a melon?" She's already experienced crab bread, which is not crabby at all! But that's a good thing in its case. "The rolls already kinda look like melons."

"It's nicknamed melon bread 'cause the outside crush looks a lot like a melon's skin," he explained.

"Most Nihonjin call it Melonpan, so you may attract the locals more that way! It's more of a bread with a cookie crust outside. I loved it as a kid. Don't eat as much of it now, cause it's high in sugar and butter, but I know how to make it!" In fact, "Miyabi's great at baking sweets too! Since we already have ice cream for the floats, we could make crepes too..."

And he would have to watch himself not to eat that stuff. Ahh the things he did...

Bread with a cookie crust sounds right up her alley. "We're doing it then! We're gonna sell melonpans and creeps to those Neon-Jeans and they're gonna love it!" She clearly hires the best and brightest of help.

"...What's wrong with sugar and butter?"

He dramatically brought a hand to his face, sighing. "It's good for everyone else, but eating too much is bad for a beautiful face like mine!"

He did not want to go back to his kid self if he could help it.

"I should be able to get a crepe machine for us."

"I see..." She pauses. She still doesn't quite get Eikichi's concept of beauty, but hey, he's not a bad guy. Crushing his dreams would be bad...especially for workplace morale.

"This is gonna be awesome!" She's so excited, she decides to perch on Eikichi's shoulder.

And Eikichi's ego had always been a rather fragile thing, hidden behind a layer of self-confidence. To be fair, however, it was much much much better than before. Also he could live with serving crepes rather than chop fish, to be honest.

"D'you want to make that part something different? Knew a few businesses back at home that employed that tactic, so customers knew that it was still part of the main store, but they could also order independently."

"You mean like an on-the-side operation? Hmmm..." Vanellope brings her hand to her chin, the opposite arm hugging the back of Eikichi's head. More income meant happier employees, and more importantly more candy. "It's worth a shot!"

It gets incredibly boring to just lounge around in bed waiting for your throat to heal enough that you can talk, so Desco decided to sneak out.

And, hey, the owner of this fine establishment is, in fact, her next-door neighbor at the apartments!

...hopefully Vanellope won't hold the weird smells coming from Desco's apartment against her.

Anyway: Desco floats over to the counter, sits down on a stool, and re-absorbs Usatako, leaving her back split open just enough to keep one tentacle free - just enough to speak with. The tentacle itself splits open and releases a sound like seventeen damned souls groaning in unison.

"D͘͝e͡͡s̛c͞o ͟͜͞w̷̷̢i̵̕l̸l̵͜ h̴͞av͢è̕͏ ͞a̴̧ b͏̛ur͝g̷e͢r ͘҉a̵n̶͠d̴͝ ͠f̧r̴͞i̶̧͠e͝s̶ ̷̕w̶͘i̛ţ͜h̕͟͟ a̸̸ ro̕͢o̸̷t̶͟ ̷͜͞b̧eer̨̛ ̡͜f̶͜lǫ͢a̴̢͞ţ̵!̴͝҉ ̶ A͟l҉s̵o̢̧͘,̵̢͝ ͠D͢e͟͏s͜͜c̡̧o̸̷ ́͟͝s̛t͞i̛ĺ͘ļ ̶i̴s̕ņ͞'̛t̕͘͡ ̸̛u͏p҉̨ ̛͞t͟o̴ ̵̢͡e̶̢at̶i͝͝͞ng̀͟ s̕o̶͟͜l̴͠i̵d̢͝ ̕҉f̷҉ó̵o͡͞d͠, ͢͡s͏̀ó̡̢ ̢̕͠c͠o̵͟u̧͡ld͟ ͘y̛̕o̢̡u͟͠ ̢̕͞ṕ̷̵l̵̕èa͢ś͡e҉ ̶̢r̵̀u̡n͠ ̢̡th̷́͠e̷͘ b͡ù͞r͝͏g̕é͠͠r ̵͡t̵̨h̵r̶̀o͘u̶͡ģh͠͞ a͢ b͏͝l҉e҉nḑ́e̕͝r̸͝ ̀͜a̕͝n̸̵͢d̢́ ͢͟m̶i͏x͟͏҉ ͘it̛ ͞͏i̡n̶̡͞t͞o ̸̶t͘͠ḩ̶e ̶͘f̶͘͜l͡͞o̸̷a͢͞t͟?̨"

"Uh...do you want the fries with that?"

Was this chick Nyralthotep's daughter or something, but if so, why did it want a burger?

She smiles.

"O̢n͘ ͡ţ̕h̸̨e͡ ̷͟s͠idè͡,̢ p̀l̢e̡͘as̡e͞!͢͞ ̵̛ ̷D͢e͏̵s̸҉c͝o̶ i̸̕s̴͘ ͢g̵̢o̡҉͜i͢͠ng̢ ̛to̴̡ ̷u̡s̴͟e҉͡ ̵͏t̴̀h́͘ȩ͞m̛ ҉as ̷á ̶̕b͡͠r̢̛ib̧e͟!̛"

Her tail is wagging. THIS IS A GREAT IDEA.

Clearly Desco speaks in glitch-ese.

"̶̳̘̹̩̞̙͕̳ͣͨͤ͊ͦ̚W̨̦̳ͫͫ̓̽̽̊͘ă̴̲̊͠ǹ̴̘̥̊̏̊ͭ̐ͪt̢͚̝̰̳̬̓ͩ̾ ̷͎͇̪̽͊̔i̶̗̗̦͙̞͖͚̋̆͑ͨ̃̀t̛̞͚̞̦͖̒ͫ̓̉̽́̐ͤ ̭͎͎͔̠̥̫̖̃́͘͡w̵̬̤̠̱͈̲ͥ̈́͟ę̸̨̣̞͐͌̽ͯͭ̓͐l̢̠̗̐ͧͨͯl͓͓͖̞̲̲͎͛͟ ̨̟͖̠̞̼̫̻̲̃ͫd̙̲̰̣̈́̎ͭͪ̔̈́ͤ́̚͢o̮͎̼̜̐͢n̻̬͈̯̩̘͔̓̂͐̑́̚͡ͅȅ͖͚̩ͬ͛͞ ̭ͣ͂ͭ̄̈o̶̰̺̽̐̂ͅr͇̟̰̱͙̳̫͗̃͛̀͑̀̔͢͞ ̬͔̥̥̙̰͖̇͐͒̋͗̿́͟͝r̢̜̭͚̳̪͔̜͌ạ̲͔͉̖̯ͩ̏͗ͦ̋̊̔̚̕ȑ̴̯̗̟͈̥̠̘͎͞ͅě͌ͯ҉͇̦͝?̶̨̢̲̪͎͐͒̇̂̀͋"͒͐̕҉̙̜̬̼͓͉ͅͅ

"D͜e҉sc̨͜o͟ ̷̡͡w͝i̸̧͡l̡̡l ̀h͠av̧̀̕é̸̕ ́it̶̢̛ ̀w͡e͟l͠҉̨l̢͝ ̕ḑ̸̸o̷̡͠ņ͝e!̷̴"

A slight pause.

"I҉̵ş͘ ͡t͏h̶e̷͏͢r͘͝e̷͝ ̷̷̨a̕̕͠n̷ ̡͘e҉̨xt̴̡r͞͠a̧̨͜ ̢͟c̸h͘a͡r͘g͡e̸͡҉ ̧̀͘i̧͢͠f́ ͝͏D͘͡e̷̕͢s̵c͠o̴ e̶at̕͢͠s̕͢ ̢t̸h͘e͜ ̵̶̴s̸͢i͟l͠v͝e҉̷r̡w̷͜a̢͢ŕ̴͏e̴͜͞?"

"Yoooou got it! If you're gonna eat the silverware, have the plastic ones! We just throw those away anyway."

Desco grimaces at that.

"Y̷i̴̢c͜k̷,́͞ ̵̡͢ņèv҉̕͞e̵̴̢r̢̛ ͟͝m͏̧̛i̧nd ̢t͜h̨̡e̡̕ǹ.̀͜ ͟͝ ͡De̢̨͞s̶͢c͘o҉̵ ̵̵w͞í̵͟l͟͝l͠ ̧̕jú̡҉st͘̕͠ ͟f̴in͢d͞ ҉só͞͞m̵e ̵͟b͠͏r̸̴͘okę͞n ̶͘g̴̶͠l͟͠͝a͜s̨s҉ ̶͟͞la͢t̀͜e͞r͟."

Customer satisfaction is important!

"Wait! I have a mug with a crack in it!"

Oh ew ceramics.

"D̢e͏͞sćo͡ ̀͝i̴s̵̢̢ ͘f͠i͞҉n͏҉e҉ w͢͝ìt̨̛h͘ ͘͡҉j͢͞us͟t̵̛ ̢͘͜th͢ȩ̶̕ ͘b̧͝u̵r͟͠g̛͜͝e͏r̵̸͡ ̡f͞͝l͟͠ò͏a͏̧ţ́,̷̀͝ ̧̧͟t̶ha̛͡ǹ̵͡k͘͡s!҉"

This is root beer, Desco! It goes into a frosty glass mug as it should be served!

"Suit yourself! I wonder if I can fix this old thing..."

[Nano likes root beer and she likes Vanellope, so she actually ends up coming here fairly often. She's here to visit the pint-sized proprietor, but will happily sit and talk with whoever feels like it.]

Hello, Vanellope! One root beer, please!

[She hunches down over the bar, hands held out as she stares intently at the direction she now knows her drink will be arriving from.]

Coming right up!

[Vanellope grabs a mug and hops over to one of the giant kegs embedded into the wall, and pours a mug for Nano. Sure enough, Nano predicts correctly and is able to catch it as it slides down the counter, only a droplet or two sacrificed during the journey.]

How goes the market?

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[Nano triumphantly catches the mug, looking prouder of herself than anyone probably really should for accomplishing something so mundane. Smiling, she takes a small sip.]

Business has been good! We're closed for the Golden Week holidays, but we're running a lottery promotion outside for our customers.

Closed? So you mean businesses can take a holiday too?!

[Nobody told her this vital information. Although...]

...I can sell more root beer then! I'll be the only bar open for the holiday! We'll just take our holiday some other time!

Well, in Japan a lot of businesses close for Golden Week alongside the schools. Some don't, but I thought it would be a good chance for the market to do some spring cleaning inside and get ready for the summer line of products.

Summer products, huh? Hmmm...

What is Golden Week, anyway? It wouldn't have anything to do with gold medals now, would it?

No, I don't think so. It's just a week long series of government holidays.

Honestly, Daichi had basically had one hell of a headache ever since the whole Taurus fiasco, but hey! At least he was still getting out of the house! He'd heard about Tapper's before of course, once hearing Vanellope talking about it and again from Eikichi, and after everything that had happened, it seemed like a good place to just chill out and relax (finally).

If he was alone, he was more than happy to be resting his head on the table, like he'd gotten hit by a truck (hah) while he waited. If he was with the others, they were probably already making noise and living it up, as they were wont to do.

Nope, Daichi, you don't get to rest. Have a pest instead. Sasha found Tapper's on one of her numerous excursions and decided that she had to actually enter the place sometime. Today would be that day.

When she spotted Daichi, she promptly took the seat next to him, concern on her face. "Hey, are you feeling alright?"

"Gah--!!"

Daichi quickly sat up with a start when he heard someone address him, but he quickly came back down with a sigh as he leaned back against his seat.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just exhausted after all of that Taurus shit. That last day felt like a week..."

He seemed to be having very bad luck with weekly time frames.

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry." Sasha shifted in her seat slightly. "Of course you're exhausted. We all are. Even I am, and I had a lot of fun during the event." Granted, it was probably her skewed mood during the event that made it feel like fun.

"Nah, nah, it's cool, seriously!" He said, laughing sheepishly and waving his hands a bit in front of him. Totally find, really. "Uh, Yamato says I have high blood pressure, so I think it's just one of the many perks of being me.

"Heh, I have to admit, it was kind of crazy, but I think I had fun! In a weird, way." He dropped his hands and rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't think I was really myself that day though, heh..."

"Who's Yamato? Is he another one of your friends?" Other friends meant other perspectives on a story, which were something of a hot commodity among Sasha's colleagues. "Good to hear you had fun! I don't think any of us were really ourselves, though. Lots of people had something up with them that day."

"Oh, yeah-- he's one of my friends from back home." Totally calling you a friend while you're not here Yamato, neener neener neener. "I actually met him through that whole alien invasion fiasco.

"I wonder why that is though-- I mean, last time this happened, I don't think weird stuff happened to everyone. At least, not that many people." SO much for a pattern....

"Ah, these 'fiascos' are really good at bringing people together, aren't they?" Sasha knew that from experience. Even if it was as simple as people being recruited for an army, the major events that she had experienced tended to cause people to gather and unite.

"You know, that is weird... I think there were some normal people last time. I'm pretty sure I was one of them."

"Yeah, I guess so-- same thing happened back home. Big bad stuff always brings people together in the weirdest of ways."

He sighed. "I think I'd rather have less fiascos though, even if it shrinks my social circle."

The last thought did get him to think about it a little though. Well, a bit more in-depth, at least. "Last time I only remember being scared shitless..." And yet another sigh in a row! "But I think you're right-- seems like most of the people around went crazy, doesn't it?"

"Less fiascos can be boring, I think. It's why I don't go home very much. But I guess a little break now and then is nice." Never mind that Sasha can also take breaks in other worlds, further decreasing her likelihood of coming home. "Yeah. Everyone seemed a little touched in one way or another. Either they were the Tauruses, or they were scared, or something else weird happened to them... it was a cornucopia of side effects."

"Can we switch lives? I'd rather sit home and watch TV again..."

Most definitely, he wasn't serious, but ah, how he could dream.

"Do you think it's like.. getting worse? W-What the hell is gonna happen the next time this all goes down?!"

"Switch lives, or switch worlds? You can take a break in any world you like if you have the ability to travel, you know." Sasha frowned a bit when Daichi began to get panicky again. "I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't worry about it right now, though."

"Heh, sounds good to me-- you can go back and handle all the demon crap, I'll just take a nap in between dimensions." The tone in his voice made it clear he was joking (though he as still a bit uneasy)-- and he was pretty aware he'd never be able to live with himself if he somehow found a way to forego the invasion, even if he wanted to.

"We're gonna have to worry about it at some point though, right?" He leaned on his arm and let out a huff of air to blow the hair out of his face.

"Well, maybe some day I'll take you for a little interdimensional tour, if you want to be away from your world that badly," Sasha said, not really caring whether Daichi was joking or not. "I could introduce you to my Paction friends, then I could show you around my hometown... relaxing things." She paused when Daichi continued to worry. "Maybe at some point, but not now. Since it's over, we should just give our heads a rest."

"Uh--" Hm, usually it's one of the Hotsuins that didn't get it when he was joking, though that usually entailed them glaring at him.

"No, that's OK-- I guess it might be fun, but I have a friend to help out back on my own world-- uh, if I ever get a chance to go home I mean."

He was still pretty certain that Alcor was fairing just fine by himself. He hoped.

"It's hard not to worry when you know something's gonna go wrong, though... I don't know how you people do it."

"I'm sure we'll get to go home. It might just be a while." And Sasha could go home whenever she wanted, assuming that the force-field around Hinoto-Ri didn't trap her worldhopping abilities. Not that she had tried, of course; she was enjoying her time here. "'We people' just focus on the moment. When you're actually living in the moment, life seems a bit easier."

Death wanders in right in time to hear Vanellope's new menu idea. "Candy coated... you know, sometimes you really remind me of my littlest sister." She says it with a great deal of affection. She's very fond of Del after all.

"Heya, Death!" That's fun to say. Not many people can say hello to 'Death'. "Who is your little sister anyway? Is she here?"

"Delirium. Well, the littlest one anyway. I haven't seen her for a couple years now." It wasn't all that long in the grand scheme of things. She often went that long without seeing her siblings. They were busy people.

"I've never had a sister! Or a family! But Ralph's kinda like family in that frightening villainy oaf of a friend way. What's the word I'm looking for...stinkbrain? Doodoohead? No....brother! That's it."

Death giggles at that. "Those other options might not be so far off. At least if my brothers are anything to go by." She loves them. But they can be dumb.

"You have more than one? I just wanna let you know, I am sorry you have to deal with that."

"Three brothers, two sisters and... well, Desire. It gets pretty chaotic, but they're family." It was probably the understatement of the century.

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Tapper's! (The May edition!) - Open to all

Open to anyone, but workers doing work.

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LMAO CREEPS

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OTA

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IDIOT SIDEKICK BRIGADE ASSEMBLE but also OTA for Daichi whatever let's go crazy

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