Evil Satanic OzMonkeys
22-04-2006, 19:46
Slavitin City. Home to the Slavitin Hotel, where people stop in for a few nights, and stay a few years. Come in for a cup of tea, buy a few things from the basement mini-mall. Stay for a few nights, a few years, what's the difference?
*tidying up his owners' sweet, Ace Slavitin prepares for his first customers. he finishes his room, makes a few tacos, and heads downstairs. on the elevator he meets the new head of his cleaning crew.* Hello...Johnathon, is it?
Fred.
Oh! Well, good morning.
Good morning Mr. Slavitin.
Oh, no, call me Ace.
Well, good day, Ace.
You too, Fred. *Fred got off at the third floor, and Ace waved him off. at the lobby, Ace got off, and sat in his white satin couch.* Hello, Mr. Morrisson, Ms. Rensburger.
Mornin' Ace.
Good Morning Ace.
>I wonder when people are going to begin to come in...< [><=thought] *he walks to the door to look out, and sees the open sign, pointing in. he switches it to out. he walks to the embracing coffee machine, makes a cup and sits back on his couch. he finishes his coffe and goes to see how many souls are in the soul register. he was ready. he walked back over to the machine and made himself a big mug of coffee, waiting still*:)
*tidying up his owners' sweet, Ace Slavitin prepares for his first customers. he finishes his room, makes a few tacos, and heads downstairs. on the elevator he meets the new head of his cleaning crew.* Hello...Johnathon, is it?
Fred.
Oh! Well, good morning.
Good morning Mr. Slavitin.
Oh, no, call me Ace.
Well, good day, Ace.
You too, Fred. *Fred got off at the third floor, and Ace waved him off. at the lobby, Ace got off, and sat in his white satin couch.* Hello, Mr. Morrisson, Ms. Rensburger.
Mornin' Ace.
Good Morning Ace.
>I wonder when people are going to begin to come in...< [><=thought] *he walks to the door to look out, and sees the open sign, pointing in. he switches it to out. he walks to the embracing coffee machine, makes a cup and sits back on his couch. he finishes his coffe and goes to see how many souls are in the soul register. he was ready. he walked back over to the machine and made himself a big mug of coffee, waiting still*:)