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jikan_rpg2021-09-08 08:52 pm
afoolshope) wrote in jikan_rpg2021-09-08 08:52 pm
Dat City Pop Vibe
⌛ Who: Minato Arisato and YOU! Have some music too
⌛ What: He got roped into being a maid in a maid café for a day. Please save him. Or laugh. idk you do you.
⌛ When: Beginning of September
⌛ Where: Shinjuku
⌛ Warnings: Has potential for NSFW is crossdressing guys are your thing, will warn if necessary
[Minato stared at the café owner with his usual, listless expression as she tried desperately convince him to say yes. A certain outfit laid out on the nearest table.]
But why me?
It's your size, you can pull of the look, and I promise it's only for today! We're short staffed as it is and you're the only one who even remotely gave us a glance!
[He somehow doubted that but at the same time, it appeared there really were no other candidates in the shop so she had asked person who looked "adorable" (her words, not his) to the shop to make her offer. He should have said no from the get go but she latched onto him as soon as he hesitated because damn it, he was used to helping people out and now it was a habit.]
I'll pay you extra, all meals are free, aaaaaand-
[She reached over to the side of the outfit and stuck her hand inside a hidden seam. His eyes widened. She grinned. Got him!]
It has pockets. So, what do ya say?
...alright, one day.
[And that was how Minato was stuck in a maid outfit for the day, working at a maid café with other girls who were dressed cute and adorable. They prepped his make up and helped him with the dress. While he was noticeably flat chested compared to the girls, it was clearly made up for in make up and long haired blue wig he wore.]
Lunch
[The day didn't start too early, which gave them all ample time to prep for the soon to be lunch rush. Minato needed to learn the menu and have a crash course in actually being a maid for his "masters" that would be dining in. For now, though, he played hostess. So, anyone walking by or walking in would be greeted by Minato who tried his best to be as cheerful as the other girls (to varying degrees of success) and dutifully seated the patrons and provided their menus. ]
Welcome home, master/princess. Please, this way.
[If Minato recognizes you, he will try very hard to (unsuccessfully) not blush in embarrassment, meanwhile it was much easier if he doesn't know you. Regardless, Minato is working so please don't mess with him too much! (please do it).]
Break Time
[The girls happily reapplied his make up and brushed out the wig to make sure it was all perfect for when he was finally out waiting tables. But, he did want a bit of alone time so Minato could be found were one to circle around the back, sitting out on an extra chair and table just for this purpose. His feet were elevated onto another chair, the heels sitting neatly near where he was sitting. He wasn't used to heels, after all, and he quietly listened to his headphones and MP3 player, hands folded on his stomach with his head bowed. He wasn't napping, but he was in a light doze. His device was set out on the table, an alarm set to alert him when the break was over.
Of course, it wasn't exactly quiet back there, so there was a chance he could hear you and he would lift his head, opening one bleary eye.]
Employees only back here.
Evening
[The rest of the afternoon went pleasantly enough, Minato was able to be a fine maid in the café towards the various masters and princesses. So much so that he was offered a permanent position and allowed to keep the dress and wig. And, he had to be honest, it was actually a little fun? He asked if he could think about it before returning to the last few straggling patrons of the night.]
What can I get for you, master/princess?
[Menus had already been provided, and with the place winding down, it felt rather cozy. It seems most people who came in the evenings were less rowdy, ordering coffee or simple desserts. Minato liked that, but anyone could order whatever was on the menu. He gave a small smile as he waited for their order.
Eventually, the place was deserted and he really only had the energy to switch his shoes from the heels to his sneakers. He made sure it was okay to go home like this, promising not to ruin the dress especially because he did say he would continue working for them for the time being. He didn't have any other job lined up, after all. He heaved a heavy breath as he stepped onto into the warm streets of Shinjuku, keeping his heels in one hand, he moved to turn on his MP3 player and clip on those earphones of his when he noticed someone walking toward the café.]
It's closed. Come back tomorrow.
[No need for the false cheeriness now. Sorry, he's got a train to catch and he's tired.]
Wilcard
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⌛ What: He got roped into being a maid in a maid café for a day. Please save him. Or laugh. idk you do you.
⌛ When: Beginning of September
⌛ Where: Shinjuku
⌛ Warnings: Has potential for NSFW is crossdressing guys are your thing, will warn if necessary
[Minato stared at the café owner with his usual, listless expression as she tried desperately convince him to say yes. A certain outfit laid out on the nearest table.]
But why me?
It's your size, you can pull of the look, and I promise it's only for today! We're short staffed as it is and you're the only one who even remotely gave us a glance!
[He somehow doubted that but at the same time, it appeared there really were no other candidates in the shop so she had asked person who looked "adorable" (her words, not his) to the shop to make her offer. He should have said no from the get go but she latched onto him as soon as he hesitated because damn it, he was used to helping people out and now it was a habit.]
I'll pay you extra, all meals are free, aaaaaand-
[She reached over to the side of the outfit and stuck her hand inside a hidden seam. His eyes widened. She grinned. Got him!]
It has pockets. So, what do ya say?
...alright, one day.
[And that was how Minato was stuck in a maid outfit for the day, working at a maid café with other girls who were dressed cute and adorable. They prepped his make up and helped him with the dress. While he was noticeably flat chested compared to the girls, it was clearly made up for in make up and long haired blue wig he wore.]
Lunch
[The day didn't start too early, which gave them all ample time to prep for the soon to be lunch rush. Minato needed to learn the menu and have a crash course in actually being a maid for his "masters" that would be dining in. For now, though, he played hostess. So, anyone walking by or walking in would be greeted by Minato who tried his best to be as cheerful as the other girls (to varying degrees of success) and dutifully seated the patrons and provided their menus. ]
Welcome home, master/princess. Please, this way.
[If Minato recognizes you, he will try very hard to (unsuccessfully) not blush in embarrassment, meanwhile it was much easier if he doesn't know you. Regardless, Minato is working so please don't mess with him too much! (please do it).]
Break Time
[The girls happily reapplied his make up and brushed out the wig to make sure it was all perfect for when he was finally out waiting tables. But, he did want a bit of alone time so Minato could be found were one to circle around the back, sitting out on an extra chair and table just for this purpose. His feet were elevated onto another chair, the heels sitting neatly near where he was sitting. He wasn't used to heels, after all, and he quietly listened to his headphones and MP3 player, hands folded on his stomach with his head bowed. He wasn't napping, but he was in a light doze. His device was set out on the table, an alarm set to alert him when the break was over.
Of course, it wasn't exactly quiet back there, so there was a chance he could hear you and he would lift his head, opening one bleary eye.]
Employees only back here.
Evening
[The rest of the afternoon went pleasantly enough, Minato was able to be a fine maid in the café towards the various masters and princesses. So much so that he was offered a permanent position and allowed to keep the dress and wig. And, he had to be honest, it was actually a little fun? He asked if he could think about it before returning to the last few straggling patrons of the night.]
What can I get for you, master/princess?
[Menus had already been provided, and with the place winding down, it felt rather cozy. It seems most people who came in the evenings were less rowdy, ordering coffee or simple desserts. Minato liked that, but anyone could order whatever was on the menu. He gave a small smile as he waited for their order.
Eventually, the place was deserted and he really only had the energy to switch his shoes from the heels to his sneakers. He made sure it was okay to go home like this, promising not to ruin the dress especially because he did say he would continue working for them for the time being. He didn't have any other job lined up, after all. He heaved a heavy breath as he stepped onto into the warm streets of Shinjuku, keeping his heels in one hand, he moved to turn on his MP3 player and clip on those earphones of his when he noticed someone walking toward the café.]
It's closed. Come back tomorrow.
[No need for the false cheeriness now. Sorry, he's got a train to catch and he's tired.]
Wilcard
[And of course, the wildcard options if none of these fits your fancy! I'm open to making a custom starter or anything! Just hit me up at this journal, discord @ mossflower#4962, or