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Amestia Inn / Re: From Crisis to Connection [Nikolas]

« Last post by Haley Russell on October 03, 2025, 02:55:46 pm »

Feodora had gone back into her office and was trying to get in touch with the repair guy. However, he currently was booked for the rest of the day and couldn't come to check and fix the issues that they were having at the inn. She tried reasoning with him, including promising to pay him double if he could come any time today but, each time, he declined and say there was nothing he could do and couldn't break prior appointments already made. Although she was upset, didn't argue with him and thanked him before hanging up. She was surrounded by residents earlier that were upset and asking what was going on with their orders. She'd calmly explained what was happening and that only certain meals can be made at this time until they got someone to fix their oven, but that still didn't stop them from being upset with her.

She'd sighed and retreated to her office where she'd finally managed to get the repair guy on the phone. However, because he had scheduled appointments he couldn't break, she was at a loss for what to do. Well, not entirely a loss. In actuality, it just meant she'd have to find another repair company to come out and fix the oven, but it would cost significantly more. The usual guy was reasonable and never overcharged because he had standards and wasn't looking to get rich off of companies that did reach out to him for his services. He'd fix what needed to be done and things would last for a good while. They never broke down a month or two later. It was usually a year or two out before anything happened and that was because Feodora made sure that everyone took the time to clean the appliances they used thoroughly to prevent them from breaking down unexpectedly. That's how things last long.

Now, she was in a pinch and was dreading having to call the two back up repair services she had because she knew they would overcharge for something they could clearly fix in a day and in less than three hours if the issues weren't serious, but they loved taking their time and milking it as much as they could to make sure they got paid a hefty penny for their time. On top of that, they weren't friendly either and the guys they usually sent out were always trying to either hit on her or her female employees and making them uncomfortable. She sighed heavily in frustration, rubbing her temples while clasping her fingers together as she rested her chin atop them as she contemplated what to do next. She could hear the voices of residents getting louder, but her employees were doing their best to keep everyone calm and help them understand that the issue isn't forever, but temporary.

Besides, it's not as if the rooms they stayed in didn't have kitchens in them. They weren't restaurant quality, but they worked just enough to prepare a lot of the meals that they ordered. However, Feodora took into account long ago when she got into this job that there were a lot of people that didn't know how to cook and would prefer someone to cook for them or they'd go out and buy already made meals. Which meant they would be spending MORE money by doing that. The only difference is that for residents that stay long term and pay rent to live in the rooms they're in, their meals are free and there is a food service fee included in their rent. For residents only staying with them briefly, there was a fee they had to pay for every meal they ordered. They weren't a luxury hotel, but the ingredients they ordered were high quality ones and many had specific tastes buds that could only handle certain meals and spices. She made sure to accommodate to that.

But she knew what she was getting into when she stepped into this role. Wanting to be independent from her family, but also wanting to help everyone through useful resources and accommodations that she could handle. And this happened to be one of those days that she couldn't do it. She heaved another sigh as she picked up her cellphone. However, before she could make a call, she heard someone knocking on her office door. She thought it was one of her employees needing assistance with the crowd of inn residents that'd formed, which made sense, so Feodora sat her phone down and sat up in her chair at her desk as she replied calmly, "You may come in."

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Activity Checks / Re: October Activity Check!

« Last post by Raven Nightwing on September 30, 2025, 05:33:35 pm »

USER NAME: Raven Nightwing

CHARACTERS YOU PLAY: Kusano Yatogami, Akira Yaotome, Eri Hayase

REASON FOR INACTIVITY: Semi-Active, work. I need to respond to one thread and was asked to post in another so will work on that.

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Amestia Inn / Re: From Crisis to Connection [Nikolas]

« Last post by Nikolas Johnson on September 28, 2025, 09:18:41 pm »

Nikolas Johnson sighed for what had to be the millionth time as he looked at a musical spread sheet like he was burning a hole into it. To his fellow guests and care takers at the Inn, he was an American born general handy man and unknown who had little interaction with his fellow guests as he preferred his privacy. However as his alternative identity as the famed "Heavy Metal Druid", Japan's preimer and most beloved Rock Star; he had a strict schedule and tour date to follow and his agent was already down his back. With Halloween approaching one would think for a Heavy Metal artist it would be a grand and happy time, yet for him it was causing him a splitting headache. In the past few years he had done famous renditions of legendary songs such as "This is Halloween" from a film in his youth, recreations of legendary ballads by great ones like Ozzie Osbourn, Dios, and Manson; but now his agent wanted something original for the spooky season. It was frustrating, annoying, and harsh as he tossed the sheet into a pile of spent ones that got bigger and bigger by the day.

Leaning back in a chair he held his face as he tried to think. Dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a tight fitting Metallica muscle shirt that displayed his powerful arms and tone chest, he was suddenly calmed by the thought of a white haired, beautiful woman who had been dominating his thoughts lately. Feodora had been kind to him and although to most would seem like a normal every day Inn owner, to Nikolas he could sense something special about her that had been filling his mind for sometime. A man such as himself had been with many women in his life time; groupies, one night stands with female singers, obsessive fans, yet there was something special about her that he couldn't shake from his consciousness. Her hair, her cute glasses, her kind smile, even her perfume caused him to feel something in his heart he has felt since he left America. Even now as she entered his mind all his frustrations vanished and he calmed himself as his breathing returned to normal.

Soon a low growling sound was heard from his stomach and Nikolas realized the time. Checking his watch he soon saw it had been awhile since he had ordered breakfast and was wondering what the delay was. Feodora was a kind and proper hostess and would never do anything to upset ir discourage guests. Though never one to complain or be rude he decided to at least check to see if perhaps his order had been lost and thus Nikolas walked from his room and down the hall towards the Kitchen.

As he did he saw a line of irate guests standing at the kitchen and a few griping and complaining something to the front desk. Walking past the line and towards the receptionist he past an angry man and saw the receptionist hold her head in frustration. "Excuse me, I apologize if I sound rude, but is everything okay? Seems to be a hubbaloo this morning?" he asked.

The female receptionist looked up and said, "I do apologize sir, but unfortunately we are having a kitchen issue and all meals are ....are....Um I" Nikolas soon realized the receptionist was staring at him like a piece of meat, a slight drool at her mouth. Clearing his throat Nikolas motioned to the counter with coffee, muffins, and bread pastries. "Oh please don't worry on my part. I will just have some coffee Nikolas said as he walked over feeling the receptionist stare at him as he did so with hearts in her eyes.

Getting to the coffee he poured himself a hot cup of black coffee just as he liked it into a disposable cup. Taking a sip as he saw the line of irate guests get longer he thought for a moment about Feodora and how she must be feeling. A heat sense hit his chest again, thus he grabbed another cup and made another cup of coffee. Having spent time with Feodora at a café he remembered how she liked it and made it perfectly before walking past the crowd

He was able to approach her office and using his large hands holding his coffee and her own, he knocked on her office door, hoping not to disturb her in a time of crisis

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Amestia Inn / From Crisis to Connection [Nikolas]

« Last post by Haley Russell on September 28, 2025, 08:18:52 pm »

It was a normal day at Amestia Inn, and all the staff were focused on their tasks for the day. It was mid-afternoon and Feodora was doing her usual rounds of checking to make sure that everyone was doing their job but also help when an extra hand is needed. She'd also take a break to handle some things in her office, which was usually coordinating with the vendors whenever they needed to order supplies for the inn, making sure new guests that came in were greeted and satisfied with their stay at the inn and managing the inn's sales and budget. She had other tasks she had to contend with on top of that, so her day-to-day life was always busy when it came to managing the inn. It always felt as if she never had a day off despite actually having them. Even when she had a break, she was usually needed.

It probably didn't help that she also lived in one of the rooms of the inn, but much like other residents that paid on a monthly basis, Feodora herself did the same thing by staying on the premises. It was easier than getting an apartment and it's not as if the rooms were bad. The inn was well maintained, so if there were any issues, it was always handled. Currently, she was in her office trying to work on a small poster advertising another inn party for Halloween. It was that time of month where kids and adults get excited wanting to dress up in costumes and just have fun. There were families that lived at the inn who couldn't afford to live anywhere else and the Amestia Inn was the next best thing for them. It is because of that, Feodora takes it upon herself to make sure everyone at the inn feels welcome and can feel comfortable to interact with one another. Even if it's just a casual greeting, she always tried to make sure others were comfortable around one another.

Granted, she couldn't force people to engage with each other, but sometimes, if the opportunity was there, she wanted to try and bridge that gap. She did worry about some that stayed to themselves. That worried her a little bit. Talking to them directly seemed to help sometimes, but there were times she couldn't always interact with the ones that stayed away from others. It made her feel bad, but she had to focus on her work when she was working. Outside of work, she was free to do what she wanted that was within her ability to do so. All in all, it was a pretty standard workday for her like it always is. However, as she was putting the finishing touches on the poster she was working on before wanting to print it, a member of staff came rushing into her office with a panicked expression.

Immediately, Feodora looked away from her computer to give the staff member her full attention. Given how they looked, she immediately knew it had to be serious. "What's wrong?" she asked.

The staff member, a young male university student was clearly worried, but knew he had to tell Feodora what was going on. "It's the oven in the kitchen, ma'am. It stopped working right when it was being used. Or erm, rather the system of the stove seemed to glitch and suddenly short circuited somehow," the young man told her.

Feodora's eyes widened at this revelation. "What?! How did that happen?!"

"No one is sure. There was an influx of food orders coming in, so it was being used a lot since this morning up to now. We're not sure what caused it, but none of the entire oven isn't working. Stovetop included. The cooks can't prepare certain meals without it."

Feodora sighed, rubbing her temples. This wasn't what she expected to happen today, but it did and now she had to take care of it. Otherwise, a lot of angry complaints will come pouring in. "Alright," she began, "In the meantime, tell everyone in the kitchen if there are certain meals that can be cooked in the toaster ovens, to use them temporarily, but to not take any larger and longer meal orders. I'll call the repairman and I'll make sure front desk reaches each resident in their rooms to let them know what's going on."

The young man bowed his nodded his head. "Understood," he said, before taking his leave to head to return to the kitchen.

In the meantime, Feodora grabbed her cellphone from her desk and left her office. There were two people manning the front desk today, so when she approached them, she made sure to inform them both of what was going on in the kitchen and to inform residents in occupied rooms that fewer meal orders will be taken until the problem is resolved. They understood and began to check the occupied room list and start calling each rooms while Feodora stepped away to call the usual repair guy that handled these sort of issues. She wasn't sure if they were available since based on what was described to her, it's possible a part in the oven blew out and that may end up needing to be replaced. There's no guarantee it'll be fixed by the end of the day, but she wanted to see if he could check and see how bad it is. She could only imagine how much this will cost, but she just needed to know how much it will be so it can be taken care of. If she had to shut the entire kitchen down for a day or two, she will do that, but only if it is necessary. She just hoped it wouldn't come to that.

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Activity Checks / Re: October Activity Check!

« Last post by Sousuke Leiko on September 28, 2025, 07:19:57 pm »

USER NAME: Sousuke Leiko

CHARACTERS YOU PLAY: Sousuke Leiko, Tsubasa Shidou

REASON FOR INACTIVITY: Active

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Updates / Re: Updates of 2025

« Last post by SmiTTy on September 28, 2025, 05:05:37 pm »

9/28/2025

1. Changed the forum skin from the School Days skin to the Halloween skin.
2. Changed pics to match Halloween Skin.
3. Changed cbox colors to reflect Halloween skin.
4. Posted October Activity Check thread.

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Activity Checks / October Activity Check!

« Last post by SmiTTy on September 28, 2025, 05:00:30 pm »

Cuz it's terror time again! WHOO! Halloween is back bitches! That means it's October once again! The activity check is up for the month, so please make sure to log your activity for the month. If you did so last month, you can skip October, but make sure to log your activity for November. Everyone is free to come up with their own Halloween plots for the holiday, but outside of that, there are no forum-wide plots going on and Raven's sub-plot is still open to anyone interested. Happy Halloween!

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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)

« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 16, 2025, 05:51:48 pm »

It was school sanctioned and encouraged? Damn, he should have been paying attention to the orientation more but this cornered him. Plus the she-devil unwittingly tearing down his argument about etiquette and decorum. Damn, he was slipping. It was easy to read that the majority wanted to dress up as maids and butlers. He was a stern man, but not one made of stone. His small smile to the class was enough for them to understand that he was backing down.

Was this setting a bad precidement for later trials and tribulations with his class? Maybe? Probably, actually but Hayate was not someone to claw back that authority in other ways. He stared at the boy who'd informed him of his misunderstanding then to the little girl whom had won her battle today.

"With that new information presented to me..." He had chosen not to counter Rachel's accusation but to ignore her, addressing everyone but her. Taking attention from her was probably the best idea to disarm her... At least for now. "And from my observations that you in the majority want a maid cafe I will allow it." He waited for the cheers to pass, the excited whispers and his issues with it faded a little. The little whisper of parent conference evening mishaps that had been plaguing him were silenced by the promise of a beer after school was finished. He'd Damn well earned it already and it was only first period. "Now," he began, wiping his board and writing down maid cafe. "Organisation is vital to any event. Logistics, planning and leadership are qualities these events teach even when we are having fun. So among yourselves please pick a committee chairman and while I will be there to assist you all I expect the person selected to show me the maturity I seek in this maid cafe and of you, the prospective chairman."

Hayate imagined that one to one sessions after school when he was needed or things that they logically wouldn't be able to do was all he'd need to be for. He certainly preferred this hands off approach as self reliance and responsibility were things that could never be learned too young.

"Nominate your choices by raising your hand and I will write them down where afterwards we'll take a vote as a class. If you wish to nominate yourself it will be allowed."

Hayate pointedly tapped the whiteboard. He was taking control of this classroom again. Rachel, the little devil would no longer be browbeating the sensei.

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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)

« Last post by Haley Russell on September 16, 2025, 03:18:44 pm »

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Little princess in a terrible mess
A kingdom alone, but no love to confess
Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse
Runs like a spirit by the castle walls
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Rachel immediately puffed out her cheeks as her teacher disregarded her idea for the maid cafe and that it was inappropriate. If it were inappropriate, then the school wouldn't have allowed it. She didn't understand why he was being so biased. The maid cafe from last year's school festival was fun, and Rachel couldn't wait to be in fourth grade because she wanted to do that because of how fun it looked. And the maid outfits for the girls were cute. Granted, they were school-issued ones that would be appropriate for students to wear, but the female students were allowed to decorate them as they pleased. She had a whole plan set out to decorate her dress with pretty hearts that she would've sewn onto the outfit with her name on it. But now, her completely unfun teacher thinks it's somehow inappropriate. Before she could protest, another student raised their hand and spoke up to their teacher. It was a male student, shockingly. However, Rachel raised her brow, being very suspicious that he was going to make the counterargument worse or agree with him.

"Sensei, the school is the one that issues out the outfits for any class that decides they want to do a maid and butler cafe theme setup. The only thing we as students are allowed to do is decorate them however we want with tags and shapes. We as students aren't allowed to buy our own outfits for such events," the male student explained. "In fact, they order new outfits every year to have on hand, and they may have some unused outfits left over as well. The outfits are always school-appropriate because so there are no issues or worries about it being inappropriate. I'm ... not sure if that helps or not if the answer is still no," the male student said as he lowered his hand down to wait for Tachibana Sensei's response.

Rachel blinked in surprise at this information because she didn't even know they always preordered outfits every year here, but that information does help her case in her desire to want to do the event. If it were left up to their teacher, he'd make them do something boring like a tea ceremony booth. That's not fun at all. As appreciative as she was, she had to be fair and let everyone have their turn about the ideas they wanted to do. Some wanted to do the maid and butler cafe booth, but the moment Tachibana Sensei declined it, she could see the disappointed looks on many of her classmates' faces. Rachel tsked, her face turned to look away from her teacher, and her gaze shifted her gaze toward the window. However, her response that came next would probably set the man off, but she spoke loud enough for everyone to hear her. "You're already disappointing your students, Sensei," Rachel replied, her tone serious as she said it. "If you're thinking about how inappropriate a fun event is, that says a lot about you as a teacher."

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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)

« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 16, 2025, 02:39:05 pm »

The teacher waited for a minute, staring at the troublemaker like she was setting fire to the school. The heart sign with the hands? The headache throbbed as he swallowed a desire to ask for a transfer. He had so many things that were wrong with the excitable girl's plans.

Starting with the obvious. A butler/maid café at their age? Yeah, that was not happening! He could already imagine the awkward stares at the parent conferences. Mothers and fathers trying to figure out if he became a teacher to teach or was a rampaging lolicon with enough determination to get a teaching degree and a criminal record once his control slipped. His hands shook at his imaginative interpretation of their faces when talking about their academic progress.

This troublemaker... Troublesome... so very... Ah, **** it. He'd go in hard...

"Have we forgotten how to raise our hands and wait to be addressed?" Hayate scolded, looking around at the room devoid of raised hands and any will to defy the she-terror in front of him. He coughed, watching Rachel continue to make herself the centre of the classroom. "Now, as I saying, before I was interrupted I would like to appoint someone to lead the classroom on the subject of what to do. However, I will make some rules..."

Hayate sighed as he used his red ink pen on the whiteboard. "Rule one, we take turns requesting what we wish to do." That was a fairly simple instruction. He twisted his glasses so the shine of light pinged off them in an attempt to create authority. "However, I will not permit maid cafes on account that they are inappropriate for your age group." He internally added a paragraph about how he'd sooner find a way to rob a bank than allow anything involving outfits and prepubescent shenanigans relating to it. "Maki-sensei may consider her 'older' students ready to assume the responsibility of being careful and respectful to the people who will attend the event but I believe that for propriety's sake..." He wrote a big 2 on the board, then writing out what he was speaking out loud, "We choose something simpler and only one thing."

Hayate sighed as he literally wasn't asking much. "Now, everyone, please in an orderly manner, raise your hands if you want to volunteer to lead the class on what to do... While I sit here and observe."