Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 16:21:54 GMT
Komoto was sad. He had worn his favorite suit, his favorite mask, and favorite hat, thinking that today was going to be a good day. But here he was, waiting behind the cash register of his own store , 'Komoto's Flantasy Flan Shop', and it seemed that today was going to be a day of no customers. I mean, who wouldn't want to come to the middle of a desert to eat some dessert, it only made sense to Komoto, who did that all the time.... Then again, he lived in the desert.
Komoto's eyes were weary, and it didn't seem like anybody was going to come in soon, so Komoto decided that he would take a small nap. He took one last spoonful of flan, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep while standing up, with his arms crossed behind his back. When Komoto opened his eyes again, he was in a world of utter blackness, with nothing to see.
Komoto was about to close his eye's once more, think in he was day dreaming or something, when he heard a little girl's giggle. Komoto knew this giggle all too well, and started searching the endless blackness for it, and once he looked behind him, he saw what looked like a short blue haired teenage girl wielding a silver trident, and wearing a black eye patch and green dress.
"Azarath, mySISTER, its been too long now... How long actually, a million years", the strange girl said while twirling her trident around with a stupid grin on her face, standing in a way that could possibly be confirmed as seducive, and in the tone of that of a harmless child,
"Shut up Lamatshu, I thought I finally ditched you from my head when I left the meteor, and my name is Komoto now, and I'm a guy now b*tch", Komoto said to teenage girl. She wasn't really there, when Komoto was a little girl, and she changed genders at around 9 years of age, she had nobody to play with, due to the fact her idea of fun usually involved her opponet dying, so she invented Lamatshu, the only true friend Komoto ever had, even so far as to call this imaginary friend his sister.
"Azarath, that's not nice! I just wanted to let you know that I have a plan for you. I've been watching, and plotting in ways to help my favorite sister become a truly powerful being, one that nobody would ever mess with", Lamatshu said as she started to do the whole innocent girl look. But Komoto knew better, he was an angel in heaven compared to Lamatshu, and they both knew it. If Lamatshu, was promising him the power of a monster, that meant she wanted to give him the mind of one too. While Komoto knew he was a insane b*stard, he did like being tactical and cool headed when he can.
"Sorry Lamatshu, I'm not interested in your crazy shit plans again, ever since the last one got me locked away in that stupid meteor for a million years, now leave me alone, I have a flan shop I like that I have to run", Komoto said in an annoying business tone as he tried to wake himself up. He kept hitting himself in the head in his dream, and woke up to what looked like a namekian entering his flan shop. "Great, out of all the things that could enter, it had to be a damn namekian" Komoto thought with great disgust, and thankful he was still wearing his mask to hide the disgust that appeared on his face. Komoto had a small hatred for Namekians because they were the ones who trapped him for one million years inside that stupid meteor, and it could have quite possibly been permanent if their aim wasn't off ever so slightly.
"Hi, welcome to Komoto's Flantasy Flan Shop, my name is Komoto, how may I be of assistance to you today, my good friend", Komoto said in the kindest business like time tone he could muster without reaching for his pistols. Komoto then wondered why a race that only survived on water was in his flantasy flan shop.
"One dish of your finest vanilla flan, good sir, and make it extra creamy with extra syrup please", The namekian said in a hungry tone.
"Coming right up sir", Komoto said as he headed in the back room to check his pure made flan. The problem with flan, is that it takes several hours to cook and cool, So Komoto has to spend his hours when the shop is closed to make every single type of combination of flan possible. If komoto didn't have a sleep disorder which prevented him from ever having the urge to sleep, this job would be impossible. Komoto stopped and looked at his special sections of flan, flan he reserved because it had poison within it, but Komoto thought otherwise, for those flans were reserved for the Blue Banner Army if they ever bought a flan here. So Komoto decided to merely do the disgusting namekian's order without complaint and brought him what he asked for.
Komoto, brought out the flan the namekian asked for, and charged him twenty zenni for it. The namekian merely payed without saying anything. As the namekian left, more namekians came within his fantasy flan shop, ready to buy Komoto's flan.
"F*ck", Komoto thought to himself. Today was clearly not going to be his day, no matter how much money he earned today.
(End thread/Shop thread 2 of 2 of week/Zenni Please with shop bonus)
Komoto's eyes were weary, and it didn't seem like anybody was going to come in soon, so Komoto decided that he would take a small nap. He took one last spoonful of flan, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep while standing up, with his arms crossed behind his back. When Komoto opened his eyes again, he was in a world of utter blackness, with nothing to see.
Komoto was about to close his eye's once more, think in he was day dreaming or something, when he heard a little girl's giggle. Komoto knew this giggle all too well, and started searching the endless blackness for it, and once he looked behind him, he saw what looked like a short blue haired teenage girl wielding a silver trident, and wearing a black eye patch and green dress.
"Azarath, my
"Shut up Lamatshu, I thought I finally ditched you from my head when I left the meteor, and my name is Komoto now, and I'm a guy now b*tch", Komoto said to teenage girl. She wasn't really there, when Komoto was a little girl, and she changed genders at around 9 years of age, she had nobody to play with, due to the fact her idea of fun usually involved her opponet dying, so she invented Lamatshu, the only true friend Komoto ever had, even so far as to call this imaginary friend his sister.
"Azarath, that's not nice! I just wanted to let you know that I have a plan for you. I've been watching, and plotting in ways to help my favorite sister become a truly powerful being, one that nobody would ever mess with", Lamatshu said as she started to do the whole innocent girl look. But Komoto knew better, he was an angel in heaven compared to Lamatshu, and they both knew it. If Lamatshu, was promising him the power of a monster, that meant she wanted to give him the mind of one too. While Komoto knew he was a insane b*stard, he did like being tactical and cool headed when he can.
"Sorry Lamatshu, I'm not interested in your crazy shit plans again, ever since the last one got me locked away in that stupid meteor for a million years, now leave me alone, I have a flan shop I like that I have to run", Komoto said in an annoying business tone as he tried to wake himself up. He kept hitting himself in the head in his dream, and woke up to what looked like a namekian entering his flan shop. "Great, out of all the things that could enter, it had to be a damn namekian" Komoto thought with great disgust, and thankful he was still wearing his mask to hide the disgust that appeared on his face. Komoto had a small hatred for Namekians because they were the ones who trapped him for one million years inside that stupid meteor, and it could have quite possibly been permanent if their aim wasn't off ever so slightly.
"Hi, welcome to Komoto's Flantasy Flan Shop, my name is Komoto, how may I be of assistance to you today, my good friend", Komoto said in the kindest business like time tone he could muster without reaching for his pistols. Komoto then wondered why a race that only survived on water was in his flantasy flan shop.
"One dish of your finest vanilla flan, good sir, and make it extra creamy with extra syrup please", The namekian said in a hungry tone.
"Coming right up sir", Komoto said as he headed in the back room to check his pure made flan. The problem with flan, is that it takes several hours to cook and cool, So Komoto has to spend his hours when the shop is closed to make every single type of combination of flan possible. If komoto didn't have a sleep disorder which prevented him from ever having the urge to sleep, this job would be impossible. Komoto stopped and looked at his special sections of flan, flan he reserved because it had poison within it, but Komoto thought otherwise, for those flans were reserved for the Blue Banner Army if they ever bought a flan here. So Komoto decided to merely do the disgusting namekian's order without complaint and brought him what he asked for.
Komoto, brought out the flan the namekian asked for, and charged him twenty zenni for it. The namekian merely payed without saying anything. As the namekian left, more namekians came within his fantasy flan shop, ready to buy Komoto's flan.
"F*ck", Komoto thought to himself. Today was clearly not going to be his day, no matter how much money he earned today.
(End thread/Shop thread 2 of 2 of week/Zenni Please with shop bonus)