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takamagahara2016-09-30 07:21 pm
godsoffortune) wrote in takamagahara2016-09-30 07:21 pm
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Old Officials
There's a business that is desperately wishing the older members of their workforce would bow out. They've been sitting on death's door for so long and are doing little to help the company. The younger managers only want to step up and take their place! Help convince these ancient businessmen to step down.
A celebration for peanuts is sweeping through the city. Peanut butter, peanut cookies, even just plain peanuts are being sold, thrown, and praised all over. It's your job to help spread the peanut love, either by helping to make the tasty treats or by buying more peanuts from the next town over.
Oddly enough, a request has come in from a quail, of all creatures. It thinks very highly of itself and knows that it's super mega important, but it has such a hard time being anything but quiet. Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to draw attention to this quail - make it stand out like not other quail has done before.
A rowdy motorcycle gang has been plaguing the streets for a few weeks. Every night, at midnight, they make their engines roar out in unison, waking everybody in town. The riders themselves are good guys, they just have this one nasty habit that they refuse to give up because it pays tribute to their patron god. Do you have the heart to get them to quiet down?
The newest tourist stop is a large casino. It's said that everyone who enters the casino has their luck stolen from them at the door. That might just be silly superstitions and bad gamblers talking, but there is definitely an ayakashi there who seems to feed on people's luck. Maybe that's what's causing everyone to lose so much.
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How the hell does that even work? If you don't need to make money by working, why would anyone work? Maybe you're a particularly altruistic doctor, and if you are, my commendations, but what about the garbage man?
[tangent over. incredulous staring, not so much. Youji has no faith in human nature whaaaaatsoever.]
Unless you're the type to give the corporation your own face. At least in the Japan I come from, there's a stigma to retiring and becoming an unproductive member of society. But I'm not the one who needs convincing.
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We all work for our own self-improvement, I suppose. Though for your particular example, the 'garbage man', we also have no waste--everything gets put into replicators and reclaimed.
[It's almost magical. No wars--on Earth, anyway--no waste, no money. This is why he was such an insufferable optimist when he first stepped out of the Sol system.]
It's a business, not a person.
[Not according to Citizens United, Julian, keep up.]
You have to keep in mind, I'm from the 24th century.
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[Massaging his forehead. Human nature... even after that much time... He doesn't... feel hung over? Yet? Hm.]
Fact remains, they're from here. I doubt they'll live to see the next decade, let alone centuries.
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You're not drunk. None of the physical signs are there.
[He says this dismissively. No, Youji, you're regrettably sober.]
And I'm not lying, so that leaves only the option you've left unsaid. That I'm telling the truth.
Anyway, all that aside. Would you honestly want to spend the last years of your life working in a bloody office building?
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I don't want to do it now, but I'm not the one who's resisting, see? I'd like to go find some prettier company to spend the day with, but here we are.
Maybe we can bribe them.
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I'm sorry I'm not easy enough on the eyes for you.
[He says with nothing but honesty. Not an ounce of sarcasm. Seriously, he sounds like he's genuinely regretful of that.
Of course, he actually is joking. Can you catch it?]
With what?
1/2
2/2
[...look he's just going to be like. Ignoring that any further.]
I was hoping you had money, I don't. Maybe we can convince Amaterasu or someone to recruit them as gods.
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I'm fairly sure I've already established that I've no idea how currency works in this day and age.
[Of course, he could figure it out quickly enough. But he really has no reason or desire to. What use does he have for money?]
Of what, corporate piety?
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[Shrugs. He's the god of pleasure, so.]
The Norse have a god of snowshoes. Let's not be too hasty.
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Not only snowshoes.
[Hunting, bow, and shield. Sensible, for a society like that.]
Have you even tried talking to them yet, before we go running back to Amaterasu to solve our problems for us? She doesn't exactly speak with many of us one-on-one.
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[Not waiting for an answer. Just gonna start strolling into the boardroom like a boss.
Clears his throat. Ahem. There's the board. They look surprised to see us.]
Have we got a retirement package for you.
[...have we?]
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Julian follows at a leisurely pace, looking at the paper at the head of the room on which is printed the last quarter's finances. He picks up a packet from the man sitting closest to the door, ignoring his protests and leafing through it quickly enough that it's a wonder he's getting anything from it at all--but he is.
His mind instantly starts running scenarios and calculations--he might profess to not understand finances, but he understands numbers, raw data.]
Oh, don't mind me, go on.
[Give him a minute.]
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I have to believe, one of you, at least, misses your wife.
[Where is he going with this? Why is he hitting on that?]
And if not your wife, then your mistress. What the hell are you doing here instead, ignoring them?
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Assuming, of course, that they're not in the process of seeking divorce. Unfortunate, really, but the courts would certainly see her position.
[His dry, bland delivery is probably more than a little unnerving. So is the fact that his eyes barely flick up from reading the financial reports from the last three quarters.]
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[He rests his hand on the boardroom table.]
You'd have to keep working until you died just to afford that, depending. Might be time to enjoy yourselves without all of this [thumps the table forcefully] in the way.
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[Which is probably just the right amount of ridiculous--of course, if parties divorce in the glorious space future, they mostly amicably part and there's no hardship on either side.]
How does that usually go, anyway?
[Aiming for casual, he flips another page of the report, scanning the numbers on it and adding them to his mental calculus.]
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The company's continued profit doesn't help you if you can't keep it. And if you happen to have a younger wife, well. She won't have any trouble finding someone to share it with.
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Though now that he has a perfect opening, Julian closes the cover of the financial report and stands up.
Despite having said he has no idea what he's talking about, raw data is easy enough to process.]
Though it seems that you don't have continued profit to worry about. Profit in the last quarter down 5.74 percent, before that, down by 2.43? It may not seem like much now, but that is a truly unfortunate trend.
It seems to me that the company isn't evolving to meet the market's demands. Your younger friends proposed a new product that was fairly revolutionary, but the board, at your recommendation, decided not to pursue it. Their initial estimate of production costs is what put you off, is it not?
[The last question is almost gentle, but the effect isn't one of concern, it's closer to thinking them feeble-minded.]
It's too bad that a competitor had the same idea and their profits for the quarter are up dramatically, so now you're forced to play catch-up.
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He laughs, slight and mocking.]
Really, at that point, the only dignified thing to do would be to step down. I mean, they had another option in the old days, but we're rather more civilized than that now.
It's a wonder you haven't been asked to, already. Perhaps they're thinking of... publicizing this? Whatever will the shareholders think?