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RULES!

1.) Be Semi-literate/literate- post in the third person, no *'s for actions. italics for thoughts, (( ) for ooc

2.) Be nice to others

3.) No Godmoding

4.) I reserve the right to kick out anyone that pisses me and other rpers off

5.) Romance and fighting encouraged. NO CYBERING!

6.) Post "PIEMONKEY~" in the PM titles to send me your profiles. Anyone who doesn't post that will not be considered.

7.) Not everyone can work at the cafe. I'm looking for FOUR (count 'em, 4) people to be staff other than the two characters I will have.

8.) No constant drama. For example: No getting hit by a bus, getting shot, stabbed, rapped, beaten, and seriously ill all in a short span of time. It gets a little annoying and redundant after awhile.

9.) Have fun!

10.) I reserve the right to add more rules

CAFE WORKERS!!!

Username: TinyDog
Name: Senryu
Age: Unknown. Believed to be in his twenties or thirties
Gender: Male
Job: Dismisser of problems. Owner of the cafe.
Bio: Senryu doesn't really talk much, not even to the people in the cafe that he owns. Mostly, he just sits in one of the chairs in a dark corner waiting for clients. However, when he talks, he's more cold and gruff. The only one who seems to know anything about his past is Ren-ai
Problem: He never spoke of it. (meaning it'll be revealed later )
Appearance:
Other: He carries around two black guns.

Username: TinyDog
Name: Ren-ai Takari
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Job: Cafe worker
Bio: Ren was a worker that came to the town when Senryu did. Rumor is that he helped her with her problem, but her price that was charged was so high that instead, she became his servant. She is a bit more empathetic to the customers that come in, but she knows when people are past help. She's a bit on the strange side, but can be nice too. Though there's also a more sadistic side to her.
Problem: Has been solved- had been unable to feel pain *will get more detailed later*
Appearance:
Other: Loves to get on Senryu's nerves

Username: Alureah Protectorr
Name: Sophie McKibben
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Job: Bartender
Bio: Sophie is a new comer to the area. She had traveled all the way over to the shop from Ireland. Her rough accent, orange hair, and her spunky attitude smothers the word 'Irish' all over her face. She's learned a lot about bar tending from her family before escaping over to the new world. She was taught to break up any bar fight. She's got strength, a warm spirit, but something about her keeps her at bay from people. She'll talk, and what not, but rarely does she get personal. Her history is what keeps her from talking to people, but maybe that's not her problem. Maybe her problem is something much more then just that. But she doesn't absolutely care, she likes what she does in the bar, and that's all that keeps her from falling deep into insanity. For what one person is not insane?
Problem: Can only be revealed if talked to personally.
Appearance:
Other: When drunk, she gets violent. When she's violent, she'll grab whatever is around her to use as a weapon. If she's in a fight when sober, she usually stashes knives along her thighs.

Sohpia slowly walked into the cafe, slowly removing her orange cape. She looked about, trying to see if anyone was in at the moment. She shrugged her shoulders, not noticing anyone, she walked over behind the bar, setting her cloak into one of the shelves behind the bar. She turned her head to study the alcohol that's set before her. She closed her eyes, sniffed strongly of the flavors and scents, trying to recognize any one of them. She calculated in her mind what sort of mixtures she'd use for her customers before turning around to see if anyone was about now.

Sohpia shot a glance at the girl, and nodded. "'S quite fine, lassie." She noticed the fresh cakes and what not that Ren-ai was carrying, "Quite a hefty load. You baked them all day, did ye?" Sophie asked with a somewhat strong Irish accent.

Sohpia nodded, "Aye.. That is true.. Sorry.. In my country, we never had these.. Cafe's.. Pubs is what I'm most specialized in." Sophia raised a thumb in the air, having a small, evil, toothy grin. "So.. When do these.. Customers.. Come and pay?" She placed firm hands on her hips, with a stern look on her face.

"How, quaint." Bienvenue commented softly as he stood outside of the cafe, his one, visible ruby red eye seemed to sparkle in the early morning light as he gazed upon the structure. "Hopefully they shall have something pleasant to dine on." He added after his first statement, as he took the last few steps to the door, and opened it with a deceptive gentleness. When he stepped in within the establishment, a small, if somewhat odd smile formed upon Bienvenue's face, as he stared at the two women who where also in the establishment. "Ah, is the cafe still closed?" He asked after a few moments of staring at them with his creepy, little smile.

...that has no kindness to share.

Sohpia looked at the gentleman and decided to pay no attention to him. She just stood behind her counter and waited for his order, if he were to ask her for a drink, that is. Anything else, she'd be upset with him because her skills are only for drinks.. Not pastries. She looked around the restaurant for a book to read.. Something to occupy her mind. She tapped her fingers on the counter, trying to past the time. Obviously she was bored.

(( Sorry, my mom forgot to pay for the internet. >3< ))