IGN: errrhannah

Preferred Name: Hannah

Discord: nohannahs

Why do you want a shop on Echoes: 1984? Running a cafe would be an amazing way to bring people together in a nostalgic and social space! Diners and cafes are often the heart of the community, where people gather to chat, relax, and enjoy comfort food. My cafe will serve as a social setting for players, allowing them to experience the charm of the 1980s through the decor, music, and a menu featuring iconic foods from the time, like milkshakes, burgers, and classic breakfast platters. A cafe offers endless creative opportunities for themed events, character interactions, and storyline development. You could host '80s-style live music nights, movie nights, or even dance parties to enhance the roleplay experience. Plus, you could use the space to develop relationships with other characters, build partnerships with other businesses, and become a key character in the community’s daily life.

Shop Discord: https://discord.gg/4myhXjTg

What will your shop sell and/or do? My shop will sell food, such as burgers, milkshakes, breakfast platters, coffee, soda. We will do live music nights, movie nights dance parties, etc.

Provide the lore of your character, and how they came to open a shop. Please attempt to limit yourself to more or less 1,500 words (maximum 2,500): Mae hadn’t always imagined herself running the family diner. Growing up, her mother, Helen, her diner was like a second home, bustling with energy from dawn until late into the night. The clanging of dishes, the scent of Helen’s famous apple pie wafting from the kitchen, and the laughter of customers filled Mae’s childhood with warmth and memories she thought she’d never forget. Helen had opened the diner in the late 1950s when Mae was just a baby, pouring her heart and soul into every meal she served. Helen was a woman of great resilience and generosity. As a young single mother, she relied on hard work and determination to keep her dream alive, spending countless hours behind the counter, and smiling at every customer who walked through the door. The diner was her pride and joy, her way of supporting herself and her daughter while giving back to her community.

Mae grew up in the booths and aisles of the diner, watching as her mother served up pancakes, coffee, and wisdom to the town’s regulars. She could still recall the stories shared over cups of coffee—the heartbreaks, the small triumphs, the local gossip—and the way her mother always found time to listen. Everyone knew Helen, and everyone loved her. They came for the food but stayed for the feeling of belonging she offered. Her mother had a special knack for making the diner feel like home for all who walked in, regardless of their backgrounds or troubles. By the time Mae was in high school, Helen had started teaching her the ropes, showing her how to cook on the griddle, and teaching her the secret to her pies. But Mae had other dreams. She’d always imagined herself out in the big city, living a life far removed from the small-town diner. She wanted to see the world, to go to college, and to carve her path. The allure of the unknown called to her, and she knew her mother understood.

After graduation, Mae left the town to explore new opportunities, attending college in the city and working odd jobs. Although she would call her mom every week, she rarely found herself back in the diner. For years, she tried to build a life that was her own, yet she couldn’t quite shake the memories of her mother’s cooking, the comfort of those worn-in booths, or the scent of coffee mingling with fresh-baked goods. When Mae received the call that her mother had fallen ill, her world came to a halt. She packed her bags and returned to her hometown to care for Helen. What she thought would be a temporary stay turned into something much more as she slipped back into the life she had once known. For the first time, she realized just how much she had missed the simple beauty of the diner and its place in her heart.

Mae started helping out at the diner every day, cooking and chatting with customers, just as her mother had done. She reconnected with old friends and familiar faces, many of whom hadn’t changed a bit. In those early mornings, as the sunrise streamed through the windows, Mae would sit across from her mother and listen to her share the stories of customers Mae had once known as a child. Helen was still sharp, her eyes twinkling as she spoke of the diner’s past and the countless lives she’d seen cross through its doors. When her mother passed away, Mae found herself at a crossroads. She knew she could return to the city and resume her own life, yet something held her back. The diner wasn’t just a place to her anymore; it had become a part of her identity, a legacy built on love and hard work that she couldn’t bear to let fade. Mae took a deep breath and decided to take over the diner, not out of obligation but out of a newfound passion to keep her mother’s dream alive.

Taking on ownership was no small feat. Mae had big shoes to fill, and she knew that keeping Helen’s spirit alive in the diner meant honoring the traditions her mother had started while finding her unique touch. She worked day and night, adjusting recipes, updating the décor with her mother’s memorabilia, and adding her twist to the menu. Helen had always had a way with pies, but Mae found her specialty in reinventing classic milkshakes and burgers, drawing inspiration from the latest ‘80s trends she saw around town. Soon, her “Funky Chocolate Banana” milkshake and “Loaded Bacon Cheeseburger” became local favorites, bringing in a fresh wave of customers. Despite her modern twists, Mae was careful to preserve the heart of the diner. She kept the same retro jukebox that her mother had installed back in the ‘60s, playing old hits that brought waves of nostalgia to every customer. The worn vinyl booths, polished until they gleamed, still bore the etchings of generations who had come before, and Mae wouldn’t have it any other way. She kept Helen’s favorite wall decorations, including a vintage clock and pictures of famous diners across America, as a way of honoring the past.

As she settled into her role, Mae became known for her warmth, much like her mother. She loved hearing the stories of the townspeople, offering advice to teenagers going through their first breakups, or giving a friendly ear to the older regulars. Many in town said Mae was her mother’s daughter through and through. Mae found herself deeply contented, realizing she had inherited not just the diner, but also her mother’s role as a pillar of the community. Mae’s diner became more than just a business; it became a living homage to her mother and a place where people felt welcome, a refuge from the changing world outside. The diner was stuck in time, a slice of the past, serving as a comforting constant as the world moved into the fast-paced 1980s. She threw themed parties for the holidays, adding extra flair to Halloween, and bringing in live music on Friday nights to keep the diner lively.

In the evenings, when the day’s rush was over, Mae would often sit alone by the counter, imagining her mother’s approving smile and feeling proud of the family legacy she was carrying on. Owning the diner had been an unexpected twist in her life, but it had given her purpose, a way to connect with her past while offering something beautiful to the present. The town’s people loved Mae and her diner just as much as they had loved her mother’s original version. They came for the food, the memories, and the familiar comfort that only a true family business could provide. Mae found herself endlessly grateful for the chance to continue her mother’s dream, carrying it forward in a way that was uniquely hers. For Mae, the diner wasn’t just a building; it was a family tradition, a piece of history, and a place where the community could gather, all wrapped into one.

What would you do if someone came into your store and began to cause trouble OOC? Well, to start I would warn them that behavior of sorts isn't tolerated in our restaurant and that they're going to have to get into shape otherwise we're going to have to ask them to leave. If they don't fix their behavior we will ask them to leave. If they don't leave then I will get further involvement to happen, i.e. staff.

What would you do if someone came into your store and began to cause trouble IC? Again, I would probably follow the same protocol as I would if it were OOC but if things escalated I would get the Police involved and kick them out of the restaurant.

How would your shop greet and provide service to customers? "Thanks for dining with Mae's Rock and Roll Cafe! How many people today?" "Right this way!" *Would guide the guests to the proper table!* "What can I get for you today?" *They would jot down the order on their notepad as the customers rattled off their orders!* "Your food will be right out!!" *They'd say with a smile across their face!*