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1024944 No. 1024944 ID: c92a02

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No. 1025983 ID: f2320a

Literally just any fucking member of our species the hair color is even diffrent so no worry other then even more racism against you
No. 1025984 ID: 34dfce

If they say it looks like you, just call them a racist.
No. 1026250 ID: c92a02
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It's definitely you! The nose, the cheekbones, the eyes have it with their youthful optimism, long since gone. You've changed your hair since then, but is it really enough?

>Bait and switch
You try and spill some tea to smudge it, but it's not coming off. The officer hems sternly at your clumsiness. You need a different tactic...
"Ehehehe, whoops! This milk's expired! I'll just go replace this while my coworker helps you..." You step off to the side and hastily don your emergency disguise.
Moments later, your replacement arrives. "Uhh, hey-a, how you doin’ today? One-a tea and some milk, uh coming up."
You Your coworker selects a replacement milk from the fridge. Your face is on dozens of these... Not good. For now, you grab one featuring some other unfortunate soul.
"Uh, right, here you are then! That's a gonna be, five credits."
"Right, indeed! That was much better service than the last clumsy fellow. And might I add, that is an impeccable mustache."
"Yyeeah, uh, yes sir! Thank you a-very much!"

Is this… actually working?
No. 1026251 ID: c92a02
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As he turns to leave, he stops and looks again.
"I say, just a minute now..."
Uh oh.

>We’ve been made
>Go for a pre-emptive strike
No. 1026257 ID: 9ca76a

Quick, tell him you don't speak imperial!
No. 1026261 ID: af3db9

Panic, yes?
No. 1026262 ID: decfef

Look it's fine these imperials are all bigots and can't tell you apart anyway. Believe! Believe in the power of racism!
No. 1026281 ID: f2320a

No. 1026295 ID: df76b1

Premptively declare that you know you lost your facial hairnet.

But good service comes first!
No. 1026358 ID: c92a02
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Just you are about to freak the frell out, he finishes his thought.
"...I didn't know Kaminoans could grow facial hair!"
"Oh- uhh, I'm a q- xexto actually! S-sir."
"Oh, beg pardon! My mistake. Carry on, then!" He turns and departs the restaurant.
You try to sigh with relief, but it comes out as a faint wheeze.
No. 1026359 ID: c92a02
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With disaster averted, you continue to work the till, hoping nobody asks about the mustache. They never do, but surely, someone can see the ridiculousness of this getup?
A Wookiee is next in line. You're not sure how he can see at all.

"Grrrraagh. Hraaaawr."

Oh, there's just one problem... You don't speak Wookiee.

>Attempt to explain you only speak Basic
>Attempt pantomime
>Ask the manager for help
No. 1026360 ID: e07ed2

Just apologize, list your items in order of popularity and have him nod when you have something he wants.
No. 1026362 ID: a13621

I'm sorry, please write your order in Galactic Basic. Here.

Hand him pen and paper.
No. 1026364 ID: 629f2e

Communicate via images. Have him draw his order on a napkin, and go off of that. If he's just ordering for himself, you could probably draw the ingredients if he's ordering a burger of some sort to make sure you're getting him the right one.
No. 1026368 ID: 6c227a

don't you have numbered combos? have him hold up fingers
No. 1026370 ID: 2aa5f0

Apologize and say you don't speak wookie but if they can kindly point to what they want on the menu you'll gladly make it for them. If they want something a bit more complicated (like a special order or something not on the menu you can give them a pen and a napkin to write out what they want. And then apologize again for the inconvenience.
No. 1026372 ID: df76b1

I'm fluent in wookie, and he's asking for a vanilla shake and your number.
No. 1026397 ID: 708905

Just get ?him (how do you tell a wookies gnder?) to point at what ?he wants
No. 1026451 ID: c92a02
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Hand him what?
He's not your type, you're not into hairy guys.
>Point and click
You stammer out an apology for your lack of basic Shyriwook literacy. "I can just... I'll point at the menu, and you say when, okay?"
You shrug and start pointing to the spaceburger and fries.
"Ook." Was that yes, or no?
As you run down the list, the noises get increasingly frustrated. The last thing you want in your establishment right now is an angry Wookiee. Finally, as you run halfway through the menu, he makes a different noise. "Ah-oo-gah?"
"A chicken sandwich? With- the usual?"
"Ooooah. Rrrrgh!" He points at the same thing you're pointing at... you think? Maybe the one to the left? No, there's no time for second guesses, this has already taken too long!
This would be so much easier if you had some way to trade printed words back and forth, like a disposable datapad of some sort...
“No fries then? No drink?” He points behind you at the ice cream machine, you think. "Shake?"
So, chicken sandwich, fries and shake. Probably. Best to leave it at that. At long last, you serve his food and he goes off to sit down. You see him unwrap the chicken sandwich and put his head in his hands.

No. 1026452 ID: c92a02
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You wonder how it could get much worse today.
Oh? Never mind that, he's back! A man in shiny armor, and you mean much shinier than the plastic army men, comes in the door. A real Mandalorian! He's been through here a couple times this week. So cool. So mysterious. You remember to curb your enthusiasm as he strides up to you.
"H-hey, how can I help you?"
"One burger. Hot." Ah, a man of few words.

>overt flirt
>respect his personal boundaries
>ask about his job
>give the strong silent treatment
>ask where to get one of those helmets
No. 1026454 ID: 629f2e

Ask about where to get that style of helmet. It's an appropriate level of small talk, not too personal but fills the time.
No. 1026455 ID: e51896

flirt with him
but then remember you're wearing a mustache.
great, now you'll have to wear the mustache whenever you want to flirt/date with him again.
No. 1026456 ID: 96c896

Overt flirt. But make sure to get his order.
No. 1026458 ID: decfef

Take his order professionally and ask if he speaks wookie. Learn more about him and show off your desire to serve your duty as well as you can, focused at another customer so he'll think you're just generally virtuous! Then he'll have a little anecdote to remember you by. Uh. Hm, if only you weren't wearing that mustache.
No. 1026468 ID: df76b1

...How do all these leaves keep getting in here?
No. 1026475 ID: 2aa5f0

ah crap did someone jam the door open again?
No. 1026536 ID: c92a02
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Hey, people can shave their facial hair or change their identity to avoid capture sometimes! You have a point, though, mustache away.
You hear it's one of the inherent qualities of mandalorians: eats, shoots, leaves. Or something like that. It was probably just stuck to his cape.

>Overt flirt
You decide to put the moves on, but how to begin? How about a side of me to go- no. You look like more mandle than I can handle - No way, he’ll think you’re calling him fat! Focus.
"Hey there. So... come here often?"
"I guess."
"Uh huh. Right, um. I like your armor. It's pretty metal." He gives the slightest hint of a nod. "I bet you could use an extra hand polishing it to be so shiny... or four." You wiggle your fourfold appendages.
"I've got it handled."
"Oh. O-of course. Well- is that a jetpack on your back, or are you just happy to see me?"
"...It's a jetpack."
Wow, way to crash and burn, Jynn. Time to change the subject.
"So, what do you have to do to get one of those chrome domes anyway?"
"Become orphaned and get adopted into the culture."
"Oh." Your parents aren’t dead, but you think it still counts, kind of!

By now his order is ready. Well, there's always next time.
No. 1026537 ID: c92a02
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"Well, here's your spaceburger."
Your eyes follow him to the booth where he sits. The bounty hunter takes the burger and shoves it into his face without removing his helmet, somehow. Ketchup splatters everywhere.

So mysterious.


You're brought out of your reverie by Ju'di. "Hey Jynn, there's some kind of issue in the refresher. Just thought you should know."
No. 1026541 ID: e07ed2

What issue.
No. 1026542 ID: 96c896

Oh great time to clean the toilet.
No. 1026549 ID: e51896

Wait, what if we leave Ju'di alone here while we fix the refresher, and she looks at the milk cartons and see's us on the carton if someone asks for milk?

umm... tell her we'll put an out of order sign at the refresher room, along with a sign at the front door saying refresher is broken today, and call a plumber later. Simple!
No. 1026632 ID: c92a02
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"What issue."
"I dunno. I went to go use it and turned around when the smell hit me. I'm going on break." She leaves, not caring to elaborate.

You go see what the 'issue' is. Before you even make it to the door you can spot a trail of slime leading all the way to the likely culprit, some sluglike alien making a hasty exit from the diner. Eugh. You grab the mop and bucket. Inside, what awaits you is…

By the Force, it's everywhere. The floor, the stalls, the ceiling...
No. 1026634 ID: c92a02
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You feel strongly tempted to quit on the spot.

>Don't quit
> -How much time/effort do you put into cleaning up?
> -You've had just about enough of this.
No. 1026635 ID: e07ed2

Well at least it's not puke or shit, so it's pretty whatever really. Don't quit, it's just a bit of slime and while you're doing this you're safe from the rest of your job.
No. 1026637 ID: 094652

Immediately stomp into your manager's room and demand a professional to clean up this hazard spill. That, or a raise.
You are not going to wade in what may well be Imperial Secret Service Superweapons Testing Fluid for minimum wage. Hell, you'd rather be a beggar than wade in thermonuclear waste!
No. 1026638 ID: e5f800

This. Threaten to quit if you dont get it. mention your partner took a break too, leaving no one at the cash register, and you cant do this.

If nothing comes of it, quit. After all, your face is on the milk carton, you're just a sitting duck now. Sooner or later (more likely sooner) you're gonna get captured and killed. More likely sooner. Best to go on the lam.
No. 1026639 ID: 629f2e

Yeah no, you're not cleaning this shit.

Let your manager know that straight up he needs to get a team to deal with this, or he's about to be down his only competent employee.
No. 1026655 ID: fec07f

Yeah supporting this
No. 1026667 ID: 580aa8

oh my
No. 1026693 ID: 1c6255

Cleanse it with fire.
No. 1026709 ID: 25be00

Close your eyes. Feel the Force coursing through you. Picture the slime lifting off the floor, the walls, the ceiling. Picture it coalesing into a sphere of goop, to tossed and flushed down the toilet. There is no try, only do-do
No. 1026717 ID: 34dfce

Go to the manager and tell them that Ju'di went on break and there is a disaster in the refresher that you need to clean up, so they need to man the register.

Grab some napkins and some perfume/incense/deodorant/something with a strong, palatable smell and put it on the napkins. Use one hand to hold that over your olfactory sensory organ(s). Then clean up the mess.
No. 1026744 ID: 93181a

Definitely this
No. 1026895 ID: c92a02
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>Close your eyes
>you can't do this
>Cleanse it with fire
>you'd rather be a beggar
>There is no try, only do-do
>You're just a sitting duck

...That's it.

You've had enough of this ridiculousness. All day you get harassed, harried, and forced to do all the work, and for whose benefit? It's a thankless task. No thanks! You're taking your mop and going home.
On your way out, you brush past Lorge, who's shocked by your exit.
"Wait! Come back! Please, you're my only competent employee!"
"Was your only competent employee," you correct her. Hm. Feels good to talk back for once.
No. 1026896 ID: c92a02
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Before you go home, you take a walk around the city to clear your head. What are you going to do now? You've got no job, barely any funds, and you certainly won't be welcome back at McE's. Ideally, you'd buy a ticket off this planet, but even if you could afford one you'd have to show ID. To get around that takes even more money.
What can you do to earn that cash? Become a mercenary? No, too risky. A dancer? Forget it. Your driving skills are okay, you suppose... Is that really it?

>Ponder your career options.
No. 1026897 ID: d9495a

Any good at mind control hand waving?
No. 1026898 ID: 8483cf

We could become a carnival attraction, the amazing master of hypnotism!
No. 1026899 ID: bc24cb

Driving sounds like a great opportunity to get hired for dangerous jobs!
No. 1026900 ID: 094652

Join the Resistance?

I mean, at this rate, you're going to lose control of your psionics. Even these imperial dimwits will figure it out. If you pretend you care about the return of the Jedi (and let's face it, after what Skywalker accidentally forced you to witness, screw them like the Sith), they'll pamper you and simp you and get you a ticket off this rock so you can train new padawans - and then you jump ship with a small crew to get away from this monstrous cosmic madness that is interplanetary war for the greater purpose of mind-weaving conflict.
No. 1026902 ID: 2aa5f0

become a smuggler... or at least see if you can't work with one. I mean you're already wanted so traveling with people who are probably also wanted but really good at avoiding the empire's hounds could be a very viable life skill to have in these dark times.
No. 1026911 ID: df6ff0


No. 1026912 ID: decfef

If you're going to be constantly watching your back for the authorities and needing to keep a low profile anyway, why not become some sorta crime person? Maybe put some of that fancy ol' jedi training to use. Jumping a lot, floating things into your hand, mind controlling people. Just spread a bit of the wealth to the unfortunate now and then and your conscience will be fine.
No. 1026923 ID: df76b1

Taxi Driver, with an eye towards smuggling and contraband.

boring main gig, lucrative side gig!
No. 1026960 ID: 34dfce

Go look for Cal Kestis. Probably could help you out with shit.
No. 1026969 ID: c92a02
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>Any good at mind control hand waving?
Well, it's worked once so far, but you can't go waving that in everyone's face or the Empire will take notice.
>We could become a carnival attraction, the amazing master of hypnotism!
If only the carnival was in town...

>Driving sounds like a great opportunity to get hired for dangerous jobs!
You're not a big fan of danger after it's tried to kill you so many times! Hopefully the most danger you'd face would be rush hour traffic.

>Become a smuggler...
Maybe. It seems like a tricky business to get into if you don't know people already, though.

>look for Cal Kestis
Cal? Cal... The names rings a bell, faintly. You wonder how he's doing. Probably dead.

>Bounty. Hunter.
That's just a mercenary with a cool helmet! ...You wonder if that mandalorian is hiring interns.

>Taxi driver
>with an eye towards smuggling and contraband
Well, if it's lucrative-!

Your thoughts are interrupted by a distant explosion, followed by a low roar.

>Run away from the noise
>Hide in place
>Run towards the noise
No. 1026970 ID: e51896

Hide, and spy. Who knows, maybe it's a job opportunity?
Don mustache too! Added disguise is good just in case
No. 1026971 ID: d9495a

Go get a look at it anyways.
No. 1026972 ID: bc24cb

Running away might make people think it's your fault. Cover in place.
No. 1026973 ID: 2aa5f0

do what the crowd does.
No. 1027086 ID: c92a02
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>Hide and camouflage
Whatever it was, you didn't do it, and you don't want anyone getting the idea that you did! You find an unassuming spot and blend in.

The commotion seems to be getting closer. Pretty soon it'll pass you by.
There's a rumbling sound, like a cascade of collapsing rubble, and you're starting to get worried. The screams of panicked bystanders echo down the street. A couple run past but don’t notice you, far more concerned with whatever they’re running from.
Then you hear the roar again, like some sort of huge, angry beast.
No. 1027087 ID: c92a02
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Emperor's new clothes, It WAS a huge, angry beast! A three-armed lizard the size of a tall building rises from the undercity. It looks like some kind of giant angry spaghetti monster whose order you got wrong.
The enormous, wiry creature clambers down the street, swinging its tail into buildings and swatting speeders from the sky! You vaguely recall seeing it before, on the news some years ago. How did it come back? What does it want? How didn't anyone notice sooner?
The only thing you do know, is staying here might have been a really bad idea!
No. 1027089 ID: 96c896

Can you use the Force to calm it the fuck down? While wearing a better disguise? One that covers your whole body, perhaps.
No. 1027090 ID: d9495a

Beasts are dumb. See if you can handwave it into the stormtrooper headquarters.
No. 1027092 ID: 894419

Quickly, now is your chance to provoke it into destroying McEmperors and gaining the catharsis of completely obliterating that minimum wage shit hole for all the years of humiliation you've had to deal with!

And if your lucky maybe you can pick the register out of wreckage and make a buck too!
No. 1027094 ID: 9ab9f7

Are there any nearby alleyways, that's gotta be the safest place, surely? Assuming this beast decides to take the path of least resistance and not just smash through everything that is.
No. 1027102 ID: bc24cb

Fight it! Expose your secret to save the city and be the hero! And immediately be captured afterwards.
Nevermind, get out of there!
No. 1027113 ID: fb7f57

Force choke the creature.
Give in to your rage.
Remember that festering bathroom.
No. 1027115 ID: 284627

Escape into the subway, it’s to big to fit down there.
No. 1027130 ID: df76b1

Are we really this petty and vindictive? Are we going to be tempted to the dark side over a filthy bathroom?

Fuck yes we are, let's do this.
No. 1027143 ID: 9ca76a

Oooh, you're right next to a pizza place. Get some pizza!
No. 1027173 ID: 580aa8

If you find a better disguise and a plausible excuse for hiw you did it I vote calming it down with jedy magic
No. 1027182 ID: fec07f

Just gtfo
No. 1027219 ID: c92a02
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>Force or flight
Every instinct you have is screaming to run away, but maybe, just maybe you can calm the beast down. You just have to be brave. You put your hand out and concentrate. You reach out to this monster's mind and search its feelings…
You gasp. The sheer scale of its fury sends you staggering backwards. Whoever said 'size matters not' must never have stared into angry green eyes as big as themselves! You decide that putting as much of Coruscant as possible between you and that thing is the better course of action.
You start sprinting back to the diner, but its limbs overtake you! The street beneath you is smashed in half, sending you flying into the air. You flail around, trying to grab ahold of something before plummeting to the ground. Luckily, your fall is broken by the passing of a well timed truck!
Unfortunately, the truck is transporting a toxic green sludge in open-topped vats. You hit the surface with a splat and sink in. You suddenly feel very strange...
No. 1027220 ID: c92a02
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The vat around you bursts open as you suddenly find yourself growing to great size. Must have been some powerful stuff you fell in! You hop off the rapidly shrinking truck bed and are surprised to find the ground not too far away. The feeling of vertigo increases from the sight of people below running away from you too now, and the speeders flying past your face. Hiding is going to be pretty difficult now, but at the moment you have much more immediate problems.
The creature hasn't noticed it has company yet. Better have a plan to deal with it before it turns around.
No. 1027221 ID: 96c896

Look for something big and pointy. Backstab it. Then tell it to git gud scrub.
No. 1027224 ID: 961cf1

Ignore monster and go stomp on the stormtroper barracks. Maybe if you look angry enough the monster will help.
No. 1027226 ID: e51896

The monster is probably hungry

Pick up a vat of sludge or two, pour it all over the place you used to work, then make it a giant meal to calm it down!
No. 1027227 ID: 9a2966

Okay, so you're dreaming. You fell asleep in the back room after trying to scour and repair the bathroom disaster for four - friggin' FOUR - hours and completely exhausting yourself. You never managed to say 'I quit' to your boss, that was just wishful dreaming.

And this beast is just your inner consciousness' rage at the unfairness of it all and your sudden gigantification a subconscious hint that you should take sudden advantages and opportunities when they fall in your lap, no matter how unlikely they seem.

(this is a good story to tell yourself as you ready yourself for a fight)

Now go tickle or haymaker that there beast or something. Grab its by its tail and do a Mario-Bowser spinthrow! Right into the lake at the public parklands!
No. 1027228 ID: 10a721

See that imperial command post over there?
Rip it off and hit the monster with it like a cinderblock two-by-four!
No. 1027229 ID: 094652

This, but ignore the monster and CRUSH ALL IMPERIAL FORCES WHILE YOU STILL CAN! Retake this planet from the Empire and then destroy some extra infrastructure and a McEmperor's conveniently in the way so they'll never want it back! What are they going to do, spend quadrillions of credits to raze a ruined no-man's planet with no strategic value whatsoever?!

Laugh manically! Even in your wildest nightmares, the Empire wouldn't be stupid enough to strike back at two giant monsters! Hell, even an army of Sith couldn't stop this fat butt, what could the Empire possibly come up with?!
No. 1027261 ID: 1c6255

Judo-flip the beast onto the Emperor's palace.
No. 1027417 ID: 708905

Are we sure this isn't a dream? Did the fumes of the mess cause us to pass out and hallucinate all this?
No. 1027533 ID: c92a02
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>Make food, not war
A crazy idea comes to you. What if the beast is just hungry? Nobody's happy when they're hungry. But what's big enough to feed it?
Hmm... If it worked on you, it should work on others, right? You pluck a vat off the back of the truck you just fell into and take two and a half steps back to the diner. You tear off the roof, to the shock of the people inside. You give a brief wave to your coworkers before you dump half a ton of radioactive, toxic waste all over them and the kitchen. Just as you thought, all the meat products are enlarged, still hot off the grill. You crack a (relatively) small smile at the audacity of your plan.
"Why did you do that?" asks a colossal, glowing Lorge.
"To save the city," you reply as you spread every single condiment you can find over a record-breaking patty.
You take a deep breath and try to get the monster's attention. "Hey, big guy! You hungry?"
It stops and turns toward you, sniffing the air. You brace yourself as it leans in, jaws open wide... For a bite of extra-extra-large spaceburger. The savory, phosphorescent taste of defrosted beef has won over another customer!
You let out the breath you were holding and steady yourself against the Coruscant skyline. Maybe you can finally take a five-minute break.
No. 1027534 ID: c92a02
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Just when you think you've restored peace to the city, the Empire shows up to ruin the party. The regional manager of McEmperor's, aka. Palpatine, aka. the Big McE himself shows up to yell at you.
"What is the meaning of this? You can't just give free food away like that! You're fired!"
"I don't even work for you anymore. I quit."
"You can't quit without giving two weeks' notice, either! I own you, Tala - You can never escape this chain!"
How did he know your real name… Whatever - how do you get this guy off your back - er, you mean deal with the Emperor.
No. 1027535 ID: 346b9d

Give them 1 giant Galactic Credit to pay for the meal.

If it's giant, i's gotta be worth more, right?
No. 1027536 ID: e07ed2

"Ok I'm fired, have fun paying my unemployment"
No. 1027537 ID: 580aa8

show him your unlimited power and punch him off the planet!
No. 1027539 ID: f38941

Call for emergency popular elections!

Who does people prefer? Creepy totalitarian old guy or giant alien girl with giant burgers?
No. 1027540 ID: 961cf1

Shout "Look agiant taco!"
No. 1027582 ID: 9ca76a


No. 1027687 ID: c92a02
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"Forget it. I don't have to listen to old men in flying tacos. In fact, does anyone actually like this guy? Show of hands. Who do you like more, the lady that just saved the city, or this guy?"
Judi raises her hand for you. Palpatine votes for himself, of course. You give yourself four votes. Lorge and the masses of fleeing citizens abstain.
"Bah. I hate democracy," says Palpatine. "Stormtroopers! Blast this woman! She's the size of my palace, it'd be impossible for all of you to miss!" Tiny red bolts fill the sky, doing their darnedest to prove him wrong.
"Okay, that's enough of that." You backhand the Emperor into orbit. Looking up, you track his progress out of the atmosphere. That old man can really spin!
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With their leader out of the way, puny stormtroopers are no match for you, your coworkers, and a surprisingly friendly space noodle monster. Well, you've done it! The day is saved, and the people are cheering for you! Best of all, you don't have to go into work tomorrow!
Ju'di throws herself into your embrace. “You did it, Jynn! You saved us all from that giant monster!”
Lorge leads everyone in cheering your name. "Finally, I don't have to work at that awful place anymore! Let's hear it for Jynn! Jynn! Jynn!"
Jynn! Jynn! Jynn...
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“'Jynn? ...Jynn? ...Jynn? Wake up.”
“Huh- wha?” You blink and realize the mop is not hugging you back. Lorge is looking over you with a concerned expression. You're standing in the refresher, which is spotless.
“Are you okay? You seem tired… Nice work cleaning this place up. Oh, but Flo came crawling back with a flat tire just now. I’ll need you to look at that again in the morning. For now, go home and get some rest. Shift’s over.”
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Told you ‘twas but a dream. But hey, at least you still have a job!
No. 1027693 ID: 9c97c7

aw, darn
nice thread tho
No. 1027722 ID: df76b1

preddy gud
No. 1027775 ID: f2320a

seems like we just went psychotic also why do we have that twilek do we literally run this whole place on our own except for ordering food
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