Mar 23, 2025 11:29 pm
Thursday, 2:17pm
Eckert’s Auto Solutions: You’d gotten the place at a steal when old Eckert was looking to retire. He’d been happy to take your money, and you’d thought it was pretty funny that only the ‘Ec…to Solutions’ lights on the sign outside were still working.
Now, you all sat inside, desperate for something to do. It had been, what… 10 days since the phone last rang? Melanie, Jasper’s niece, was happy to take your money, too. This place was going to put her through college next year, and she’d negotiated $14 an hour, whether the phone was ringing or not.
And right now, the phone was most definitely not ringing…
Until it does. The sharp thrill of the old-timey phone reverberates around the old auto-repair place. Eckert had been kind enough to leave some of his old junk lying around when he left.
"Adds to the, eh… aesthetic!" he claimed, as he fell over himself getting out of the place once money had changed hands. Now you can’t help falling over the stuff as you race to huddle around the phone. Melanie picks it up, takes a sip of her Starbucks, and then speaks the words you had all painstakingly agreed makes a good first impression:
"You’ve reached the Ethereal Squad. How can we help you?"
The voice on the other end of the call is frantic.
Who are you? What do/were you doing around the old shop while you’re waiting for a job?
Eckert’s Auto Solutions: You’d gotten the place at a steal when old Eckert was looking to retire. He’d been happy to take your money, and you’d thought it was pretty funny that only the ‘Ec…to Solutions’ lights on the sign outside were still working. Now, you all sat inside, desperate for something to do. It had been, what… 10 days since the phone last rang? Melanie, Jasper’s niece, was happy to take your money, too. This place was going to put her through college next year, and she’d negotiated $14 an hour, whether the phone was ringing or not.
And right now, the phone was most definitely not ringing…
Until it does. The sharp thrill of the old-timey phone reverberates around the old auto-repair place. Eckert had been kind enough to leave some of his old junk lying around when he left. "Adds to the, eh… aesthetic!" he claimed, as he fell over himself getting out of the place once money had changed hands. Now you can’t help falling over the stuff as you race to huddle around the phone. Melanie picks it up, takes a sip of her Starbucks, and then speaks the words you had all painstakingly agreed makes a good first impression:
"You’ve reached the Ethereal Squad. How can we help you?"
The voice on the other end of the call is frantic.
OOC:
Welcome, all! Let’s get this thing started.Who are you? What do/were you doing around the old shop while you’re waiting for a job?
