Franchises
We’ve all seen some of the restaurant-styled character/settings here by now. I’m a fan of them, myself, or at least of the idea behind them. This is my take on it. In fact, this is four takes on it.
Carnivore — They say you get what you pay for, and that’s certainly true here. Carnivore’s menu covers the basics well enough, but isn’t especially renowned for its variety or quality. Add poor customer service and questionable food acquisition practices to the mix and you’ve got a classic fast food joint for predators. Like most such establishments, Carnivore has a high rate of turnover, and today’s apathetic server may well be tomorrow’s “Value Special” meal. The establishment also has a drive-thru, and your order will be escorted out to you. The drive-thru, run by a five-inch-tall mouse named Maxine, is also a good option for customers who can’t fit inside the building, for those who prefer eating on the go.
Chompy’s — “For meat so fresh, it’s still screaming!” as the propietor says. It’s more of a deli than it is a restaurant. Exotics are Chompy’s specialty, but it’s purely a take-out kind of place. Which, if you prefer the comforts of home when you’re having dinner, gives it a niche of its own. All of his goods are kept readily visible: The display case under the counter houses the more standard array of meats and cold cuts, along with a section dedicated to micros. Live merchandise is all kept behind the counter, be it those readily awaiting to be purchased sitting in cheap plastic chairs or the less willing sorts kept chained to the poles running from floor to ceiling. They also occasional do catering and will sometimes do delivery. The proprietor, Chompy himself, is a badger; his assistant, Bert, is a coyote.
The Roadkill Diner — Despite the dubious name, the “RkD” (as it’s known) boasts a surprising variety on its menu, and at prices that won’t have your wallet screaming louder than your lunch. As an open air diner, the seating leaves a bit to be desired in bad weather, but the service and atmosphere can’t be beat. The waitresses here, like waitresses at most places like this, are friendly enough but always on the lookout for better employment. A massive tiger named Zack runs the kitchen, usually wearing a teeshirt reading ‘Ph43r t3h c00k!!1!’; the head waitress is a skunk by the name of Tif.
Le Prédateur — If money is no object, Le Prédateur is the ultimate in fine dining for predators. Private booths are available via reservation (usually at least a week in advance) and there’s even a separate dining hall downstairs for larger patrons, complete with its own entrance to accommodate them. The menu has to be seen to be believed, and the waitstaff will gladly work with special requests. The maitre d’ is a painted wild dog named Kijibwa. A tauric bull named Antonio often helps with larger orders in between waiting tables. A wolverine named Marge and a collie named Collier are part of the kitchen staff.
…Yours? — As an alternative to the above locations, provide one of your own design. Rather than me running the restaurant, you do. It’s still possible for either player to provide customers or menu items this way, but without the need for creating an actual alt for the setting. …Unless, of course, you’re insprie to do so after the fact, that is.
This is just a quick roughing in of general settings, and I don’t limit options to just the above locations. I’ll do more with them as things get more established.
General Preferences
— I play patrons and menu items more-or-less equally.
— I play oral vore only, but either hard or soft is just fine.
— I enjoy playing out digestion, but do not require it.
— Any mention of bodily waste, directly or indirectly, IC or OOC, will cause me to end a scene or any plans for one.
— Sexual or not is no problem, but nude prey is highly preferred either way.
— No employees at any of the Franchises are to be eaten without their consent.
— Menu items can be either willing or unwilling.
— Even though this is a restaurant styled setting, I generally dislike involving cooking in scenes except with random NPCs.
— I have a notable preference toward females, and I won’t try to deny that. Despite that, males are still quite welcome.
— I tend to be highly leery of hermaphrodites. You do at least have a snowball’s chance in Hell, but if I decline, don’t press the issue.
— Neither patrons nor menu items will be underage.
— I do not play with humans or demi-humans as patrons.
— I do not play as humans or demi-humans in any capacity.
— Male humans or demi-humans will almost invariably be declined due to player preferences.
— I like a little bit of setup beforehand. If you don’t send me a whisper first, I’ll probably miss your post.
— If you send me an IC whisper, I’ll definitely miss your post.
— Eating other customers at any of the Franchises is severely frowned upon. Don’t do it without asking me ahead of time.
— Nothing on the menu is going to eat the one who placed the order, so please stop asking.
— Please don’t be involved in any other scenes while playing with me.
— Grammar, spelling, capitalization, and punctuation are necessities. I have too much trouble deciphering typos or poor sentence structure.
— Please don’t ask for names of menu items. Almost every time I give one a name, they wind up turning into a full-fledged character (and I have enough already).
— I reserve the right to refuse to serve anybody, regardless of which side of the plate you’re on.
(A veteran player operating under an AssumedPseudonym.)