DoLL Cafe

Welcome to DoLL Cafe, here's your menu. Can I get you anything to drink for starters?

In this cafe, there's an indoor setting to shelter our customers from the cold and an outdoor setting for our customers to enjoy the great door. Smoking is prohibit indoors, we would greatly appreciate if it remains outdoors. Those with great fighting spirits, please do not destroy any properties of the DoLL Cafe, you break it, you buy it. In this cafe, everyone have a tale to tell, a dream to express, and a story to unfold. Come, enjoy a cup of tea, a slice of cake, and share your adventures.







This is a free-for-all RP, no profiles required. All race and powers welcomed. Interact and share your stories, let your creativity loose and have fun with this. Casual and modern setting RP, please no future reference like flying cars.

OOT: :]

Claus, riding his Nissan Sentra, slowly turns a curb, and makes a stop at a cafe. Ho slowly steps out of the vehicle and inspects the area. People smoking spliff on the left corner, people drinking Orange Pekoe on the right. He knows now that the area is safe. He quickly slips inside the cafe.

OOT: :] brb

Kevin sat on a chair, inside his small, minute apartment. He lived alone, so he didn't need very much space. His chair was placed right next to one of the very few windows in his apartment. They were very small, but Kevin found it calming to watch people below, as he lived on one of the higher floors. This had been a habit of his, staring out the window, but he had not done it in a while. He blinked as something caught his eye outside. Something new.
"Hm?"
It looked like a kind of place you'd be relaxed in. He was a bit hungry anyways, so he put on a light sweater and headed out his door. After a few flights of stairs, he reached the main door of the building. He stepped out, and crossed the street, which was very empty at this time. He saw someone stepping out of a car, into the new place. Kevin shrugged, and followed him inside.

[ooc] Holy fuck, I have a nissan sentra!! <33 [/ooc]

The cafe was having its Grand Opening, the morning brought quietness with it as a girl with long platinum hair set up a few chairs down from the tables. Last night, she had been preparing the place for its grand finale, sweeping the floor and making sure it was spotless. A customer slipped right through the door, in a Victorian era maid outfit, she approached him.

"Please seat anywhere you feel the most comfortable," she said, knowing she won't have much customers. The first days were never successful. She gave a small bow to take her leave after leaving a last message to her very first customer, "when you're ready to order, please call me."

It wasn't long when she saw another approaching. She quickly gathered and calmed herself. The other two stores were also opened, one was a deli and the other was a liquor store. Competition was going to brew over these stores sticking so close together, but she knew she would get by... somehow. Getting too excited would only serve to harm her, but when the boy slipped through the door, her heart nearly burst with joy. Yay, he came into the cafe!

Greeting him cheerfully, she almost could not contain herself, "Welcome! Please seat anywhere you feel the most comfortable." There was already menus at the table, a single candle was the only source of light as well as the rising sun from outdoors, shining in through the glass windows. Yellow wallpapers, the place looked lit up without the use of unnatural lights. It gave this peaceful atmosphere, or at least, that was her purest intention and hope.

As people started coming in, soon a 17 year old wearing a black hat with short-ish black hair in a black trench coat, black LoZ: Twilight Princess shirt, black pants, and black steel toe boots stepped inside. He politely says...

"Excuse me, can I take a seat somewhere?"

He stood at the door and waited with his hands in his pockets.

The girl stared for a few good seconds before nodding her head with a gentle smile. She must not judge, she must not judge, she must not judge... was what she told herself as she eyes the stranger from the corner of her eyes. Those dressed in black were always suspicious to her.

It wasn't long when another girl with just as long platinum hair entered the building, her unnatural yellow eyes scanned the place before they cloud up to reveal a different color: light honey brown. The owner's light brown eyes connected with the newly honey brown eyes and smiled. Breaking the connection, the newcomer took a seat closest to the door as she watches the smokers leave one by one. Leaning against the back of the chair, she stared at the menu that was in her left hand.


[ooc] Btw, you're free to add whatever you want as well as waitress... you can either interact with yourself or with others who are already on the scene. Just make sure you're clear about who or what you are playing. You can have as many characters as you can handle... creating a character to cause trouble, playing as one of the owner of the deli to yell at the owner of this cafe... whatever you can imagine, feel free to express it. [/ooc]

Alan "Thank you, miss. My name's Alan. Pleased to meet you."

He took a seat at a lone table near the window and looked at the menu.

"I'll take a melon soda, please."

Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a green notebook and looked inside it.

Slap walked down the street quietly. Quietly, and cautious of the surroundings near her. Slap could not trust these people, for they were strangers. She needed to get away from them. She found a haven, which appeared to be a cafe. Slap quickly enters into the cafe. Slap looked around and saw what she liked pleasing to her. Now if Only she had a seat...

As Alan politely waits, he puts on an extended pair of dog tags, a dog tag with a cross in it, a tribal turtle necklace, and a necklace from an anime, then fixes a red tie around the collar of his trench coat and tucks it through his necklaces so they go over it. He looks around at all the different people in the cafe and air drums. "Hey, if anyone wants a drink, I'll spot them some money." He said as he got up and looked around for someone to chat with.

The owner acting as a waitress smiled at the new girl who entered the cafe. "Please take a seat anywhere that is most comfortable to your preference," she said with a small bow. With that, she went behind the counter to get a melon soda for the gentlemen who ordered one.

The girl rose a brow from her seat as she glanced over and peeked at the guy who spoke. Wondering if she should take up on his offer or not, she wasn't a hoe and she certainly did not need a man to buy her drinks for her. But, it was the grand opening of her sister's cafe, and this guy didn't seem too bad. Even though she has never seen him before, he seem like he would help with the business. Putting down the menu, she lifted her chin up and looked at the guy before opening her mouth to order a hot cup of lemon tea.

Alan looked at the girl. He couldn't help but feel she was the kind of girl you'd see in an anime. "Tea, huh? I think I'll get some myself. I'll take the same thing." Alan adjusted his tie and pulled out money and politely said. "Hello, my name is Alan. Who are you?"

Mid way of getting the melon soda, the owner looked at the boy named Alan. "Would you still like your melon soda, sir?" she asked, pausing in her action as she awaits his answer.

The girl with long platinum hair gently moved the chair across from her out with her boot. Her honey brown eyes motioned him to sit. "Lily," she replied in a monotone, wearing an attitude that she could careless of what his name was. She didn't need to address him and she most certainly would not be using his name after this encounter... or so she thinks.

Alan half forgets his drink order. "Yes, please. If it comes from a can, can you serve me the can of melon soda unopened with my tea?" He quickly goes back to his old table and gets his green notebook before coming back. "While we wait, pick a number between one and five."

(Yeah!! ONE LINER!! xDD)

Not knowing what the numbers meant, she glanced to her right and said, "One."

{One liner?}

Alan opens his notebook and shows the girl a printed out drawing


"What do you think?" he asks