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Vivi nods back and quickly scurries toward the stairs leading to the upper level. Practically skipping the entire way, she places a single foot on the first step and freezes as it gives an agonized creak.

She smiles apologetically toward the only other person present (so far as she knew.) and slowly made her way upstairs, one squeaky step at a time.

Upstairs was a rather different sight than the main floor below; softer lighting and finer decor were hallmarks of this area, with doors leading to numbered rooms on either side of the central landing.

wow... fancy, you would never think it by looking at the outside of this place. If I get hired I’m going to make this ramshackle tavern look like new.” she thought, darting between the different doors and even taking the opportunity to lay on a few of the scattered plush chairs and loveseats.

Eventually her mind drifted back to thoughts about the mysterious owner. “surely the owner has an office or something here... maybe it’s behind one of these doors? I’d love to meet them.

And so Vivi began trying different doors, looking down hallways and trying to find this mysterious being, if they even still existed...
@Triesa
In the tavern


Vivi smiles nervously, but nods in agreement. “Well I thank you for your protection, in that case. If it’s all the same to you, I’m going to explore the tavern a little, it’s all secretive and interesting, and I really want to meet the owner. I’ll be back though, I assume you’re staying around for a while?” She inquires, hopping down from the stool and looking around the room.
@Triesa
In the Tavern


Vivi fidgets nervously as the story continues. Listening intently but with concern slowly etching it’s way into her features.

“You’re right, I’m not a particular fan of that story, but I appreciate your honesty all the same... I know what fighting is like, I hate it. But if it gives you meaning, then I’m glad for you, I’m still trying to find my meaning.”

A little more fidgeting as she spins her bottle cap once more. “Um, mister conda, one last question?”

“What’s a vampire?”
@Triesa
Inside the Tavern


Vivi can't help but smile warmly; the odd gentleman had a very delicate touch for someone looking so hardened by life. Perhaps she'd misjudged the man.

She grabs a loose bottle cap off the bartop, and places it on its side, spinning it with her fingers then letting go as it remains spinning upright like a top, or a coin. She watches it with a great deal of pensiveness, until it slows to a stop and falls over with a clatter, eliciting a gentle sigh from the goo-girl.

"I know as much as I care to know, and a great deal I wish to forget." She mutters morosely, "But then, don't we all?" A wry chuckle escapes her as she withdraws her hand back to herself, kicking her feet gently in the air. "What about you? You've a face that tells a story all its own. I'd be interested in listening, so long as we are waiting for the same 'Sir D. Radshaw', and of course you're willing to tell."
@Triesa@Dark Light
Inside Tavern

"Pleased to meet you, Conda." She offers a small bow as she sits to the man's left. "I appreciate the hospitality but I'll wait on the drinks until after the interview."

She points to the help wanted sign in the window, "It says 'Sir D.Radshaw.' on the help wanted poster, but you're the only one here. Though, maybe he's elsewhere in the tavern..."

At the question of her 'kin', Vivi smirks awkwardly and rubs the back of her head. "Well, ya see, eh heh... I'm not quite sure myself, I used to be called AM-66. But I like Vivi more, it's friendlier!" she offers a hand cheerfully to shake.

She recognized it was probably risky to be so open to strangers, but for some reason, she felt safe in this dilapidated old tavern. She was somewhat concerned about it's abandoned appearance, and the itching curiosity as to whom the owner was, tickled her every thought.
@Triesa

Encouraged by his jovial laugh and words, Vivi ventures deeper into the tavern, taking a seat next to the odd gentleman.

“I drink, yes. But I’m going to pass... if you’re not the owner then I don’t want to anger them by taking what isn’t mine. Especially as I have no way to pay for it.” She chuckles softly.

At this distance, it was a lot easier to see her features. She was slight in build, but not gangly. Youthful in appearance, modest in the chest, and wearing what appeared to be a shirt and skirt made of the same material that she herself was made of. That semi-transparent purple goo; oddly enough she didn’t seem to leave any residue where she traveled, but her “skin” did glisten slightly, as if damp.

She looks the gentleman up and down before speaking once more. “Do you know the owner? What is this place? I’m Vivi, what’s your name?”
Name: Vivi
Title: the curious

Description: A bubbly personality in a semi-solid form; Vivi is a goo-looking creature with boundless energy and curiousity. Primarily purple with blotchy white patterns, she’s very simple in appearance.

Height: Varies
Weight: Varies
Age: 15 years mentally, actual age unknown.
Race/Species: gelatinous lifeform (slime monster girl.)

Appearance: purple, with white markings along her arms, legs, cheekbones, and torso. solid white eyes with no iris’, and mid-length “hair” that reaches just past her shoulders.

Personality: Bubbly, warm, curious, friendly. These are all qualities used to describe Vivi by the person who found her. She’s averse to violence, but more than capable of handling herself in a fight if need be. But would rather make friends and learn as much as she can about herself and others.

Abilities, Talents, Traits, Powers:

Shapeshifting -- Being made of goo, Vivi is capable of stretching, compressing, manifesting additional limbs and other various attributes one might expect from a semi-solid being.

Hardening —- Vivi is also capable of hardening parts of her body as needed, she doesn’t often do this, and when she does it’s often to fight.

Growth —- Vivi is actually very efficient at processing food, needing only a fraction of what a normal being her size would require to survive. Consuming more nutrition than is needed causes her to gain mass and size, while being subjected to extreme heat or starvation causes her to shrink. Even at large sizes, she can condense herself into smaller, more normal sizes, but attempting to do so from too large a size can cause problems for the floorboards!

Durability —- as someone you might be able to accidentally stick your hand through, it would come as no surprise that physical attacks, whether slashing or bludgeoning are of little use against Vivi, If cut apart into multiple pieces or smashed, she can easily reform herself in a matter of seconds. This obviously does not apply if her parts are frozen and smashed, or taken and burned. She is quite susceptible to magic and the elements.

Background: Vivi is a bio weapon gone wrong. Not wrong in the sense that she’s gone rogue, but wrong in the sense that she just doesn’t have a killer instinct. Formed in a lab and fed a steady diet of sugar water to speed her growth, she was put against other generations of bioweapon until she couldn’t take any more, and staged her escape.

The escape took its toll on Vivi, as she made her way out through an Incinirator, which burned and stripped her of mass, layer by layer. Leaving her a teaspoon of goo in a back alley.

It wasn’t long until a kindhearted soul came walking by, and heard the can that Vivi had taken refuge in rattle. Curious, they picked it up, and seeing the odd creature inside, took it home and fed it.

As time passed, Vivi regained her memories along with her size, and set off to try and find her place in the world as well as learn everything she could about it.

Wandering the desert between towns, Vivi ducked between two rocks into the shade for a break, and saw the ground transform into a dusty path leading to a shambled old building with a “help wanted” sign in the window...
@Triesa

The girl stumbles a little and ducks behind the door as the voice calls out from the darkness.

“N-no! Of course not, I’m here for the help wanted sign, figured I would... um...” she finally gets a look at the mysterious voice’s owner: tall, rugged, cold. She knew the look in his eyes. She didn’t like it at all.

“I thought this place was abandoned at first, are you the owner, mister?” Slowly she works up the courage to approach, though sticking to the light of what few lanterns remained lit in this place.
A gentle “eep” sounds out a distance down the path as an odd looking purple creature in the form of a teenage girl quickly ducked behind a rock, peering past her shelter with wide, bright white eyes.

“Come on Vivi... pull yourself together.” She muttered, glancing at the path, and checking behind her as she soldiers bravely on.

The dusty forgotten steps led to the entryway, dust still billowing in the shafts of sunlight as she poked her head inside, looking around. Her gaze freezing on the state of the interior as a visible shiver ran the course of her body.

Theres no way this place is occupied, maybe the sign is just a remnant of the last owners?” she mused quietly, before steeling herself and crossing the threshold.

“H-hello? Is anyone here? I came because I saw the help wanted sign...” She half-yells in a shaky voice, holding her wrists as her bright white eyes darted to every shadow lurking in every corner.
@Dark Light Hey there, fairly new but I see you have an opening for lead waitress? I think I could do that, what should I do?
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