FMA DRESSING ROOM - THE LJ YEARS

[For those of you that have been here for a while, you've probably come to know the Devil's Nest. It's a nice bar, out of the way and doesn't grab too much attention. It's got a nice selection and decent clientele when someone isn't threatening the owner in some way.

And it does good business when there isn't huge obnoxious statues out front of male genitalia or bears fighting sharks.

But now there seems to be a dilemma over employment. Mostly because the owner can't be arsed to work the damn thing on his own. So! Out front is a nice big sign that says:

HELP WANTED

ALL POSITIONS OPEN, INTERVIEWS INSIDE

So any of you new peeps? Come on in, so long as you don't mind working for a homunculus. Don't worry, his bark is worse than his bite.

Also don't mind the loud, slurred singing and random bar goers doing the can-can on the tables.]

[WELCOME TO THE DEVIL'S NEST. A COZY PLACE TO FEED YOUR ALCOHOLISM. THE PRICE ISN'T TOO BAD AND THE ATMOSPHERE IS OKAY AS LONG AS YOU CAN LOOK PAST ED'S TACKY STATUES.]

[And now we have our owner, a Greed behind a bar, looking bored.]

Fuck, this place is getting boring. Where the hell did everyone go?

[We have a Greed. He is standing proudly behind his counter.]

ALL RIGHT. SO WE'RE LACKING IN THE FUNDS THIS MONTH.


This means we've got to kick ass with sales or we're fucked up the creak without a boat.


GET TO IT.

....

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY BAR!?






[OOC: LOL HAI GAIZ. LONG TIME NO SEE. So apparently Ed vandalized Greed's bar. Um. He's back from vacation or something. anyway feel free to torment. Canon post Chapter 80-something Greed who's fond of capslock and swearing.]

[Is in the process of taking over a bar. Throwing people out and such. Um.

Yeah this is Winry's fault.

There's a sign out front now. It says 'Now Hiring', for what? You'll have to find out.]