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Name: Mo Chou
Age: 150
Gender: Female
Appearance: [GALLERY=media, 17267]Mo Chou by Valchyrie posted Aug 12, 2018 at 3:02 PM[/GALLERY]
The world as it stands today, is a very lively place. It's an ever-changing world, where everything you thought was right, could turn out to be wrong. Science was making big progress, politicians were debating as always on things that didn't matter and the common people tried to get through life without too much of a hassle. There were those that had very little money, those in the middle and those in the high end. Countries had wars going on within themselves, for reasons unknown to the common people, and it seemed politicians wanted to keep it that way, as they always lied about why a military force was present in any given country. Well, it didn't matter, as long as the world was still standing, everybody was happy. This included the gods and goddesses that were living among the people of earth. These individuals wielded great power but with a great responsibility. They each had an area they were in charge of, and Mo Chou, was in charge of Life and Power. Here, power didn't mean as in fighting off evil forces with great power, no, it meant the power that was needed to fuel the life that she created on this planet. It was a tricky job, but as long as no one interrupted her, she didn't have too many problems with it.Age: 150
Gender: Female
Appearance: [GALLERY=media, 17267]Mo Chou by Valchyrie posted Aug 12, 2018 at 3:02 PM[/GALLERY]
Now, like all the humans on the planet, the gods and goddesses also needed to have jobs. They had high positioned jobs, and Mo Chou was no different. She owned three nightclubs which also contained a large bar area in all of them, around the world. She had an unbelievable amount of money, but she didn't focus on that, she focused on doing her job. As a goddess of life and power, creating night clubs with bar areas had seemed like a good idea, and it was. It was a great way to get people to meet and make love, or just right out give into their animal instincts. Whatever the case may be, alcohol helped them on the way, and even if they should create offspring, even though they didn't plan it, they had still created a life, which was Mo Chou's area. What they did with that life, was out of her control, but she had managed to help them create it. This also meant that she had to make sure her nightclubs were up to date with advertisement and appearance to the people out there in the world. Currently, she had a nightclub in; Paris – France, London – England and Hong Kong – China. Mo herself, had the appearance of a chinese woman, which she had decided on, because of her fascination with the history of Asia and it's mythologies throughout it's history.
At the moment, she was sitting in her private aeroplane, which had been developed to run directly on electricity and power. As a goddess of life, she could not accept that nothing was being done by the polution of normal cars, aeroplanes, ships and so on, which had led her to invest a lot of money in getting this aeroplane constructed. She was sitting in a black suit, red tie around her neck and black heels. Her thick black hair was braided in a very thick braid and it ran all the way down past her rear. She was around a 160 CM in height and only weighed around 60 kilos. A small woman indeed, but never the less, a beautiful one, and a dangerous one, should you qualify yourself to feel her wrath. The trip was currently taking her to London, where she had some business to conclude. She was sitting with her lap top in front of her and was doing a voice call with the manager in London. "Are we settled for the meeting?" she asked him. "Yes Mo. We are ready to begin the negotiations when you have the time. They have offered us a building down at the harbor, and frankly, I see great potential in having a nightclub close to the harbor. We could do some special constructions there, if it goes through." Mo nodded a bit, more to herself, since her manager couldn't see her. "That sounds good. Though I understand that you have a Mason Dewitt coming in, for the artistic position we opened up?" the manager was silent for a moment "Yes, we do. But how did you even have time to get that news?" Mo smiled a bit "It's my company, I make it a point to know what's going on." "Right, well, yes, he's got some potential, I don't know if I'd offer him a full time job, but he could start with a part time job." "Just make sure it's worth our time. I'll see you in London." She said. Her manager replied "I'll make sure. See you in London." and with that, their voice call had been concluded.
Now she had to go through the financial documents of the business. It all looked great, a steady high income and no troubles to speak of. Taxes were done right, and all papers were in order for the countries she had her nightclubs in. Now she could focus on her plan for handling the negotiation. It could be great to have nightclub at the harbor, they could even make a glass dancing floor above the water, should they manage to close the deal, and that would surely bring in more customers, and therefore, also bring a higher percentage of life to the world. Though whether or not it would work, was a question that could only be answered in the future. For now, she had to get there first, and before she would go to the negotiations, she would go and join the interview with this Mason Dewitt, even though it wasn't needed that she was there, she preferred to have a view on the things he would have in his presentation, after all, this position that they had opened up, was a new position in the company. They did have an artistic commercial department, but this position was going to be more focused on updating their appearance to the public eye, in any way possible. Therefore, this position was important, at least to Mo herself, and she wanted to be sure that the person who got the position, was up for the task. "Two hours until we arrive in London." the pilot said over the speakers. Two hours, that meant they would arrive at eleven AM. She would be two minutes late for the interview, but it didn't matter, she would still join it.
Two hours later, they landed in London. She got out and into the limousine that was there to pick her up. Inside it, sat seven other employees of hers, that were positioned in London. They quickly brought her up to speed on everything that had happened since her last visit here, six months ago. Nothing out of the ordinary and they had managed to keep everything under control, which she also expected of them, from the salary they were being paid. She informed them that they were going to join an interview first, before they would continue to the negotiations. Nobody had anything to say about it, they didn't question her methods, as they had seemed to bring in all the money they could ever wish for. She crossed her legs, put in her earpiece for her phone, and let the driver drive them towards the nightclub that was holding the interview.
It was a three story nightclub, first floor had the nightclub part of it, the second part had the bar area of it, and the third was the staff floor. This was the place where they could have meetings, breaks, have a nap, take a quick shower or play a game of pool if they wanted too. Things were very luxurious here for those that worked here. It was twelve midday now, and the woman that had greeted Mason Dewitt in the nightclub area, had led him up to the meeting room. The club was closed for now, as it was a nightclub, and therefore didn't open up until seven PM. It was very Asian inspired, with pictures of dragons, flower gardens, pandas and so on, but it was beautiful none the less, not cheesy at all. The woman opened the door to the meeting room that was surrounded by glass walls, giving a view of the city. It wasn't the tallest building in the city, but it was still quite tall. "If you'll just wait here, I'll get the two that's going to interview you." she said with a smile. Then she walked out of the room, which contained very comfortable leather chairs, and a big TV on one wall as well. A few moments later, a man and a woman came into the room. They both shook Mason Dewitt's hand and sat down at the table. "Well, show us what you got." the man said.
They were only ten minutes into the interview, when Mo Chou appeared on the third floor, with the seven people behind her. She could have gotten there sooner, but the traffic had blocked their way, so she was ten minutes late instead. She walked directly over to the glass doors of the meeting room and opened them up, motioning her seven employees to sit down at the table. She looked at Mason Dewitt. Mo was wearing black make up around her eyes and on her eyebrows. She had an earring in each ear, with a red small ball hanging down. (Look in the picture). The woman looked at Mo "We didn't expect you to come here for this." She said. Mo looked at her and then turned her head to look at Mason Dewitt while she walked down to the end of the table and sat down. "I'm sure Mr. Dewitt here doesn't mind. I won't make you start from the beginning of course, please, just continue with your presentation." the woman and the man looked at each other for a moment, before they turned their heads to look at Mason again. "Please continue Sir. You were saying?" Mo crossed her legs again in the chair, and looked at Mason, waiting to see what he would present her with.