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[sassybird]

The Maid Cafe Meme



"In these cafés, waitresses dressed in maid costumes act as servants, and treat customers as masters (and mistresses) in a private home, rather than as café patrons."

Congratulations- for whatever strange shenanigans, you've ended up working at a maid and/or butler cafe! Whether you need the cash, are doing it for shits and giggles, or Shit Just Happened, here you are. Hope you enjoy that uniform, whether it's the simple black-and-white, cosplay, or.... cat ears.

Remember your manners! Always welcome in patron as "Masters" and "Mistresses", offer wipe towels and menus at entrance, and try to drag them into spending as much money as possible. Depending on the cafe, this could mean simply food and drinks, karaoke, massages, games of all sorts, taking a (paid) picture with a patron or... going with anime tropes by slapping them in-character?

Well, some people will pay for anything.

Alternatively, maybe you're actually a patron yourself! Visiting just to say you did? Looking for a brief power trip in your life? Is this the only place where you can do paperwork for some arcane reason? Keeping an eye out for your friend who works here? No judgment, only people in cosplay who will indulge whatever nonsense is going on.

Just remember - no touching the maids or butlers, no asking for personal information, and don't be a creepy stalker. Unless you want to get in trouble, anyway.

Fill in the top level of your comment with the character's name and canon, and put in a scenario or three for people to reply to!

Comments

[possedere]

Kufufu perhaps it's best you don't hold the Mist Flame.

[Because that was certainly true, and it was one of Mukuro's favorite things about the other boy. He himself never cared much for order, since the only real constant he had seen in his life was decay and destruction. 'Making a mess' was the first step in putting the world where it rightfully belonged, namely buried in blood and bones and bodies.

He scraped his spoon against the container, idly digging out more ice cream.]

We should leave the cafe as it is now. We wouldn't want to drive it out of business.

[Because then where else would Mukuro get his Ken and Chikusa in costumes fix? Well, other than at home.]

[junkyarddog]

I'd be terrible with illusions anyway, byon. [Ken isn't bothered by this. He doesn't have to be good at illusions; that's not what Mukuro needs him for. And while his entire life isn't necessarily dictated by Mukuro's wants and needs - just a good chunk of it - he has no personal desire to be good with illusions either. They're just not his style.

Sun is absolutely his element; anyone who knows anything about Sun flames could probably tell you as much after knowing Ken for five minutes.

He glances at the kitchen over his shoulder, thoughtfully.] There's probably nothing else here that'd be half as much fun to mess up anyway, byon.