[Open] Hail to da King

[staybizzy]

have it your way, Pumpkin Hollow!

Hail to da king

There is a Burger King in Pumpkin Hollow.

Why? That is a fantastic question. Considering the fact that this is a Victorian-esque village in a fantasy world that has never even heard of Burger King, one can only assume it was created by a modern individual with a mischievous sense of humor. This is only further implied by the interesting set of rules on the wall...

At some point during February of 16:55, the role of "The Burger King" is bestowed upon one Capochin Bastone, Grillmaster Extraordinare, by the Daedric Prince Sheogorath. Since then, he's hired a few of the locals (mostly younger folks) to work the shop and checks in on it daily, but largely lets the thing run itself. Still, he could really use a general manager...

Well, anyway. Feel free to grab a seat, get yourself a Whopper, check out the Help Wanted sign, or just hang out! If you're lucky with your timing, you may just see a little blue man in a fuzzy red robe far too long for him and a paper crown hop up onto the enormous throne to hold court. He sure does look pleased with himself.

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[staybizzy]

It takes Capochin a moment to process all of that flowery language. For a moment it almost feels like talking to Click Clack. But the pieces start clicking together after a moment and---

"Wait, you're askin' me to be a king of burgers???" That's sure a step up from grillmaster.

[blindwatchersees]

"Something like that. It's quite the responsibility, you know. Not something to take lightly, though of course, I won't stop you."

His forms stirs again, and for a brief moment, briefer than a blink, that tree-thing is there again, before he's back to the old man.

"It means there will be times where you have to stop being you, taking the role of the Burger King instead. One of the laws of this place, a peculiar bit of its contract and its magic."

He might be right, but he could also be spouting total nonsense.

[staybizzy]

"Dat's awful serious business, over some hamburgers," he remarks, raising a skeptical brow. Hypocrisy, coming from him. "Do I gotta, like... fill out paperwoik or somethin'?"

[blindwatchersees]

“I have no idea! That’s Town Hall business, and for once, signing off on matters of the realm isn’t my responsibility! Wonderful, isn’t it? Why, I could make a few heads roll in celebration! Ah, but that’s not very good for food safety, is it?”

[staybizzy]

"It'd probably be bad for PR, too," Capochin notes. He shrugs. "Maybe we oughta just stick to streamers n' confetti?"

Gods. He's really doing this. What has he gotten himself into?

[blindwatchersees]

"Ah, you understand! Wonderful!" he chirps. "Yes, heads and entrails are really more for a different sort of occasion. It's good to know someone so discerning is in such a position!"