132- Good Vibes//Open Action Log
[Open action log/comment spam, in other words: HARASS HER]
[Today Excel is having one of those zen moments that come to her so often when working in a tedious, menial part-time job. Said menial part-time job today is cleaning the toilets in the public restroom out in the park. Actually, she's cleaned the entire restroom thus far. What was once a dank den of bacterial overgrowth and such hideous decay that no sane mortal would dare enter is now a sparkling linoleum oasis which, were the roof to be removed, would likely be visible from space. This, of course, is an exaggeration. Still, it's nifty clean!]
Phew!
[Excel flops down into a sitting position on the tiled floor, wiping her brow with a latex-gloved hand. She sets her mop down and sighs contentedly as she examines the result of her hard work, grinning peacefully at the glowing ceramic. After a mysterious accident put an end to her last job at a butcher's shop, she'd managed to land this gig through much searching and toil. She was rather content with how everything had turned out so far. The job was easy, the location seemed low-traffic despite the horrific conditions which the restroom had previously existed under, and the pay was almost minimum-wage level! Best of all, there was no POSSIBLE way this job could be screwed up!]
ALRIGHT! Yeah, I got a good state-o'-mind goin' now! I feel like I could rid the world of all dirty seats and smelly floors! Yes, it's as if the hordes of bacterial infection and grimy discoloration represent the corruption and impurity of the world, and I exist to obliterate them entirely! Oh, Lord Il Palazzo~, even in the metaphorical sense I am doing your will~.
Oooooh, yeah~! Time to get back to work! Hoohoo~!
[Hops up, gets her mop and bucket, and heads along to the other side of the restroom. I'll leave which gender's side she goes to up to whoever decides to join.]
[Today Excel is having one of those zen moments that come to her so often when working in a tedious, menial part-time job. Said menial part-time job today is cleaning the toilets in the public restroom out in the park. Actually, she's cleaned the entire restroom thus far. What was once a dank den of bacterial overgrowth and such hideous decay that no sane mortal would dare enter is now a sparkling linoleum oasis which, were the roof to be removed, would likely be visible from space. This, of course, is an exaggeration. Still, it's nifty clean!]
Phew!
[Excel flops down into a sitting position on the tiled floor, wiping her brow with a latex-gloved hand. She sets her mop down and sighs contentedly as she examines the result of her hard work, grinning peacefully at the glowing ceramic. After a mysterious accident put an end to her last job at a butcher's shop, she'd managed to land this gig through much searching and toil. She was rather content with how everything had turned out so far. The job was easy, the location seemed low-traffic despite the horrific conditions which the restroom had previously existed under, and the pay was almost minimum-wage level! Best of all, there was no POSSIBLE way this job could be screwed up!]
ALRIGHT! Yeah, I got a good state-o'-mind goin' now! I feel like I could rid the world of all dirty seats and smelly floors! Yes, it's as if the hordes of bacterial infection and grimy discoloration represent the corruption and impurity of the world, and I exist to obliterate them entirely! Oh, Lord Il Palazzo~, even in the metaphorical sense I am doing your will~.
Oooooh, yeah~! Time to get back to work! Hoohoo~!
[Hops up, gets her mop and bucket, and heads along to the other side of the restroom. I'll leave which gender's side she goes to up to whoever decides to join.]