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[There's a large, blonde man standing in front of the sign. He adjusts his glasses again, scanning it for anything resembling a clue.]

Central.

How did I get here? Could Father have- no, that can't be right...



[trying to ressurect my mangaverse Hoho muse. Eds, Als, have fun, daddy's hooome~]

NOT DEAD

[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.]