Feel free to point out anything wrong with what I wrote out.
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I wasn't four feet out the door of my (former) workplace when the email hit. Job offer, paid more than well? For administrating a single building?
It even included a six & a half for me and my girlfriend; just the thing, given that space was starting to be an issue.
It was too good to be true.
The rest of the pitch, given by a statuesque lady in a tight red dress once I got there, didn't help the case: hefty budget for repairs and 'extras', a better location than my old place, and closer to my girlfriend's workplace. It even had a garage included.
Still, it wasn't like I had much prospects. Big city meant a lot of people with the same set of references than I did, and having not gone to university didn't help my case. And it wasn't like I didn't need a salary like that.
So I discussed it with my significant other, and we both went and looked at the place. It was even better than advertised; the rooms were huge compared to what we were used to, and there was even a signing-in bonus for buying furniture. Only issue was that the contract proposed had serious penalties for leaving the job, enough that, if I signed, I was pretty much stuck for the duration.
Still, an opportunity like this one didn't happen any day, and both my girlfriend and I didn't feel like passing on this one. I signed, and we were moved it the next day. The next week was spent buying more furniture, more computers, and more screens.
Then, not ten days after signing, I got a file full of new 'renters' by the mail, and they even had photos with that.
"So, let's see who I have to deal with!" I said to myself, looking at the first set of papers.
Then the second. Then the third and fourth.
Tossing the folder away, I ran for my phone. I'd been given a contact number, just in case of something being wrong, and those names clearly were.
The phone rang twice before someone answered. "Goddess Relief Hotline, Vár speaking. How can I help you?"
I froze. I'd read enough Ah Megami-Sama fanfics not to say anything stupid when the words 'Goddess Relief Hotline' came up. And I knew who Vár was, after my failed attempt at a DanMachi RP.
"Hello?" the female voice on the other side of the line asked.
Ok... I'm either going insane, or not awake. I took a deep breath to calm myself. Let's see where that ends up.
"Sorry about that," I answered. "My name is Terry, and I'm calling from Montreal..."
"Location 3487 Parc, yes," the woman answered instantly. "Building 52. How can I help you, mr. Chambly?"
At least this wasn't a false number. "I'm having some questions about my first batch of tenants... Like, how is this possible?"
"Didn't your signer go over the details of your work?"
The lady had been gone the instant I'd signed. "Didn't get any of that."
"Let me pull up your file..." she said. "I should have known it was her." She sighed, and I could hear the tension in her voice. "Are you available right now to go over that?"
This was my job now. "Sure."
"Be there in a moment." The line then went dead.
I didn't have time to ponder on that when the file rose from the ground, papers going everywhere as if grabbed by a miniature tornado. A woman then stepped out of the papery blur, and the folder resorted itself in her hand. "Sorry for the delay."
I couldn't help but bow. Between the tattoos on her face and the way she'd appeared, I clearly had a goddess before me. And it wasn't the time to make a bad impression.
She shook her head. "None of that," she replied, and I rose back up. "Now, the Goddess Office is very busy these days, so there's not time to waste."
Then she went right into the explanations.
Turns out something put Yggdrasil and Nidhogg (Yes, they exist) in lockdown. Standard scenario is creating a temporary pocket universe to manage things until everything is fixed.
Only this time, more than one universe was affected.
Meaning, there's dozens of people from various universes going around this 'Metacontinuity' place, and some people need to manage them.
People like me.
That's why the contracts were so good, and the penalties so high. The gods (and devils, also) needed this pronto, and they clearly stacked the deck to make sure they weren't going to be getting a 'no'.
Still, that didn't explain the hand I got dealt.
"That's all well and fine," I said once she was done speaking. "But that doesn't means this makes sense!" I grabbed the file, and withdrew a couple of images.
Artoria Pendragon. The servant better known as EMIYA. Herakles. Medea of Colchis.
"I have all the servants here!" I said angrily. "Who had the bright idea of putting seven fighters of near-godly level who are, under normal circumstances, trying to kill each other, in the very same place? Along with their masters?"
"Unfortunately, given the master/servant bond, the two cannot be separated," Vár explained. "And, given all the servant must exist in the same radius for maintenance purposes, all must be in the same region, at the very least."
"You do know that's a recipe for disaster, right?" I asked.
"We did give you healer support to balance that," she pointed out.
Healer Support? I quickly leafed through the rest of the file, quickly skipping by the Fate/Stay Night characters.
Only to reach another set of fighters, from someplace completely different. Especially including one specific addition. Alluka Zoldyck.
"And I have a runaway wish-engine too," I forced out through clenched teeth.
Vár simply nodded, unsure of what else to do.
"That's my healer support?" I asked, already certain of the answer.
"Yes."
"Great. Someone who might simply kill me simply by being around, in a house full of people hunting for wishes. Clearly, that's the best plan."
"Actually, simulations show that's one of the best possible scenarios for this particular group of..." There was a ringing tone, and Vár brought up a screen with a move of her hand. She then scowled. "I have to go, there's an emergency with my name on it."
"But..." I started uselessly.
Vár grabbed the folder from my hand, tossed it in the air, and vanish though the resulting cloud of paper. Still, at least, the folder reorganized itself when it hit the ground.
I grabbed it. "Well, it was too good to be that easy," I said, turning toward the door. Based on what Var had said, my tenants would have appeared somewhere around here by now. "Might as well make the best of it."
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Name: Terry ChamblyAge: 34Height: 5'10" (179cm)Weight: 175lbs (79.4kg)
Location: Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Ethnicity: French Quebecer/French
Charisma: (###==)
Inteligence: (####=)
Wisdom: (###==)
Sanity: (###==)
Fortitude: (####=)
Mech: (###==)
Tech: (####=)
Macguiver: (####=)
Applicable Skills:
ITVarious ContactsGeneral Hardware SetupSome knowledge/talent for psychologyJanitorial skill
Characters:
Emiya Shirou - Artoria Pendragon - Tohsaka Rin - Emiya Shirou (Servant) - Matou Sakura - Medusa - Souichirou Kuzuki - Medea of Colchis - Kojirou Sakaki - Illyasviel von Einzbern - Heracles - Bazett Fraga McRemitz - Cú Chulainn [Fate/Stay Night]Gon Freecss - Killua Zoldyck - Alluka/Nanika Zoldyck - Kurapika Kurta - Leorio Paradinight [Hunter X Hunter]Ramza Beoulve/Lugria - Alma Beoulve - Delita Hyral - Ovelia Atkascha - Agrias Oaks [Final Fantasy Tactics]Ageha Yoshina - Sakurako/Abyss Amamiya - Frederica Tenjuin - Van Tenjuin - Kyle Tenjuin - Shao Tenjuin - Marie Tenjuin [Psyren]
-People may die, but ideas are forever. Je suis Charlie.
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I wasn't four feet out the door of my (former) workplace when the email hit. Job offer, paid more than well? For administrating a single building?
It even included a six & a half for me and my girlfriend; just the thing, given that space was starting to be an issue.
It was too good to be true.
The rest of the pitch, given by a statuesque lady in a tight red dress once I got there, didn't help the case: hefty budget for repairs and 'extras', a better location than my old place, and closer to my girlfriend's workplace. It even had a garage included.
Still, it wasn't like I had much prospects. Big city meant a lot of people with the same set of references than I did, and having not gone to university didn't help my case. And it wasn't like I didn't need a salary like that.
So I discussed it with my significant other, and we both went and looked at the place. It was even better than advertised; the rooms were huge compared to what we were used to, and there was even a signing-in bonus for buying furniture. Only issue was that the contract proposed had serious penalties for leaving the job, enough that, if I signed, I was pretty much stuck for the duration.
Still, an opportunity like this one didn't happen any day, and both my girlfriend and I didn't feel like passing on this one. I signed, and we were moved it the next day. The next week was spent buying more furniture, more computers, and more screens.
Then, not ten days after signing, I got a file full of new 'renters' by the mail, and they even had photos with that.
"So, let's see who I have to deal with!" I said to myself, looking at the first set of papers.
Then the second. Then the third and fourth.
Tossing the folder away, I ran for my phone. I'd been given a contact number, just in case of something being wrong, and those names clearly were.
The phone rang twice before someone answered. "Goddess Relief Hotline, Vár speaking. How can I help you?"
I froze. I'd read enough Ah Megami-Sama fanfics not to say anything stupid when the words 'Goddess Relief Hotline' came up. And I knew who Vár was, after my failed attempt at a DanMachi RP.
"Hello?" the female voice on the other side of the line asked.
Ok... I'm either going insane, or not awake. I took a deep breath to calm myself. Let's see where that ends up.
"Sorry about that," I answered. "My name is Terry, and I'm calling from Montreal..."
"Location 3487 Parc, yes," the woman answered instantly. "Building 52. How can I help you, mr. Chambly?"
At least this wasn't a false number. "I'm having some questions about my first batch of tenants... Like, how is this possible?"
"Didn't your signer go over the details of your work?"
The lady had been gone the instant I'd signed. "Didn't get any of that."
"Let me pull up your file..." she said. "I should have known it was her." She sighed, and I could hear the tension in her voice. "Are you available right now to go over that?"
This was my job now. "Sure."
"Be there in a moment." The line then went dead.
I didn't have time to ponder on that when the file rose from the ground, papers going everywhere as if grabbed by a miniature tornado. A woman then stepped out of the papery blur, and the folder resorted itself in her hand. "Sorry for the delay."
I couldn't help but bow. Between the tattoos on her face and the way she'd appeared, I clearly had a goddess before me. And it wasn't the time to make a bad impression.
She shook her head. "None of that," she replied, and I rose back up. "Now, the Goddess Office is very busy these days, so there's not time to waste."
Then she went right into the explanations.
Turns out something put Yggdrasil and Nidhogg (Yes, they exist) in lockdown. Standard scenario is creating a temporary pocket universe to manage things until everything is fixed.
Only this time, more than one universe was affected.
Meaning, there's dozens of people from various universes going around this 'Metacontinuity' place, and some people need to manage them.
People like me.
That's why the contracts were so good, and the penalties so high. The gods (and devils, also) needed this pronto, and they clearly stacked the deck to make sure they weren't going to be getting a 'no'.
Still, that didn't explain the hand I got dealt.
"That's all well and fine," I said once she was done speaking. "But that doesn't means this makes sense!" I grabbed the file, and withdrew a couple of images.
Artoria Pendragon. The servant better known as EMIYA. Herakles. Medea of Colchis.
"I have all the servants here!" I said angrily. "Who had the bright idea of putting seven fighters of near-godly level who are, under normal circumstances, trying to kill each other, in the very same place? Along with their masters?"
"Unfortunately, given the master/servant bond, the two cannot be separated," Vár explained. "And, given all the servant must exist in the same radius for maintenance purposes, all must be in the same region, at the very least."
"You do know that's a recipe for disaster, right?" I asked.
"We did give you healer support to balance that," she pointed out.
Healer Support? I quickly leafed through the rest of the file, quickly skipping by the Fate/Stay Night characters.
Only to reach another set of fighters, from someplace completely different. Especially including one specific addition. Alluka Zoldyck.
"And I have a runaway wish-engine too," I forced out through clenched teeth.
Vár simply nodded, unsure of what else to do.
"That's my healer support?" I asked, already certain of the answer.
"Yes."
"Great. Someone who might simply kill me simply by being around, in a house full of people hunting for wishes. Clearly, that's the best plan."
"Actually, simulations show that's one of the best possible scenarios for this particular group of..." There was a ringing tone, and Vár brought up a screen with a move of her hand. She then scowled. "I have to go, there's an emergency with my name on it."
"But..." I started uselessly.
Vár grabbed the folder from my hand, tossed it in the air, and vanish though the resulting cloud of paper. Still, at least, the folder reorganized itself when it hit the ground.
I grabbed it. "Well, it was too good to be that easy," I said, turning toward the door. Based on what Var had said, my tenants would have appeared somewhere around here by now. "Might as well make the best of it."
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Name: Terry ChamblyAge: 34Height: 5'10" (179cm)Weight: 175lbs (79.4kg)
Location: Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Ethnicity: French Quebecer/French
Charisma: (###==)
Inteligence: (####=)
Wisdom: (###==)
Sanity: (###==)
Fortitude: (####=)
Mech: (###==)
Tech: (####=)
Macguiver: (####=)
Applicable Skills:
ITVarious ContactsGeneral Hardware SetupSome knowledge/talent for psychologyJanitorial skill
Characters:
Emiya Shirou - Artoria Pendragon - Tohsaka Rin - Emiya Shirou (Servant) - Matou Sakura - Medusa - Souichirou Kuzuki - Medea of Colchis - Kojirou Sakaki - Illyasviel von Einzbern - Heracles - Bazett Fraga McRemitz - Cú Chulainn [Fate/Stay Night]Gon Freecss - Killua Zoldyck - Alluka/Nanika Zoldyck - Kurapika Kurta - Leorio Paradinight [Hunter X Hunter]Ramza Beoulve/Lugria - Alma Beoulve - Delita Hyral - Ovelia Atkascha - Agrias Oaks [Final Fantasy Tactics]Ageha Yoshina - Sakurako/Abyss Amamiya - Frederica Tenjuin - Van Tenjuin - Kyle Tenjuin - Shao Tenjuin - Marie Tenjuin [Psyren]
-People may die, but ideas are forever. Je suis Charlie.