Hello and welcome to this little thread of mine! I’ve been craving a pretty intense plot full of the ups and downs of debauchery! This plot can go anywhere you like, can be a long term story or something more simple and short term! All I ask from you is being able to write in third person POV and give at least 3 paragraphs a response! I am open to a male counterpart, a female counterpart of even a female futa counterpart! I will accept anything from humans to anthros to mythical creatures, whatever floats your boat!
You have the option of choosing a personal thread or a pm roleplay! You can either simply pm me continuing from where I left off or we can discuss ideas first and then you can reply to my starting plot! I wanted something more simple and laid back so don’t feel forced to reply super fast all the time, I work so I understand! if you wish to continue the plot with me, simply let me know! I have no limit on how many want to do this, and without further ado, the plot! 💕
Penelope Von De, a successful and well respected business woman on Wall Street. Standing as one of the most popular companies within the states, she has become quite the force to be reckoned with. Her age, appearance and so much more had quickly become the face of business corporations, helping her rise to power. However, Miss Penelope wasn’t just a blue collared business woman, no she was quite the party animal as well. A week prior to the new year, a night club opened up in the downtown district, instantly gaining in popularity thanks to...no limitations on how far you could go.
It is said that the club had the addicting stench of drugs and sex, leaving others to give in to their darkest fantasies. A place such as this breaks all the rules, destroys the very foundation that the local police officials have been trying to make. So, how could something like that simply exist without consequence? Simple, one of the most powerful people own this club, Penelope Von De. It was believed that she’s tipped off the police, funding them for whatever they could desire, corrupting them to her will. She runs the bustling city and runs the toxins that get put into it, though it’s rumored she never makes an appearance in her own club..that is until tonight.
It was another boring, straight edged day in the office, another day wasted on business meetings and paper signing. It had left the young woman feeling restless and in need of some form of release, anything to get her mind off of the frustrations of the public. Perhaps that was why she dared to make an appearance today, why she dared to slip on that right red dress of hers sitting in the back of the closet. Why she downed a few shots and smoked before leaving. Why, even as she walked in through the doors, she gave every single person there who dared to look at her, a flirtatious and hungry smile. What was one night of fun going to do? Surely it wouldn’t matter?
Smiling to herself, she slowly made her way over to the bar, slipping behind it and brushing up against one of the bartenders. “I’ll take it from here my dear, why don’t you go have fun with the pretty blonde staring you down hm?” A soft, British accent rolled off her tongue, as sweet as honey as she licked her lips, turning to face the growing crowd of people. “Now..who’s next to be served?” She cooed, eyes glittering with mischief.
You have the option of choosing a personal thread or a pm roleplay! You can either simply pm me continuing from where I left off or we can discuss ideas first and then you can reply to my starting plot! I wanted something more simple and laid back so don’t feel forced to reply super fast all the time, I work so I understand! if you wish to continue the plot with me, simply let me know! I have no limit on how many want to do this, and without further ado, the plot! 💕
The Plot:
Penelope Von De, a successful and well respected business woman on Wall Street. Standing as one of the most popular companies within the states, she has become quite the force to be reckoned with. Her age, appearance and so much more had quickly become the face of business corporations, helping her rise to power. However, Miss Penelope wasn’t just a blue collared business woman, no she was quite the party animal as well. A week prior to the new year, a night club opened up in the downtown district, instantly gaining in popularity thanks to...no limitations on how far you could go.
It is said that the club had the addicting stench of drugs and sex, leaving others to give in to their darkest fantasies. A place such as this breaks all the rules, destroys the very foundation that the local police officials have been trying to make. So, how could something like that simply exist without consequence? Simple, one of the most powerful people own this club, Penelope Von De. It was believed that she’s tipped off the police, funding them for whatever they could desire, corrupting them to her will. She runs the bustling city and runs the toxins that get put into it, though it’s rumored she never makes an appearance in her own club..that is until tonight.
It was another boring, straight edged day in the office, another day wasted on business meetings and paper signing. It had left the young woman feeling restless and in need of some form of release, anything to get her mind off of the frustrations of the public. Perhaps that was why she dared to make an appearance today, why she dared to slip on that right red dress of hers sitting in the back of the closet. Why she downed a few shots and smoked before leaving. Why, even as she walked in through the doors, she gave every single person there who dared to look at her, a flirtatious and hungry smile. What was one night of fun going to do? Surely it wouldn’t matter?
Smiling to herself, she slowly made her way over to the bar, slipping behind it and brushing up against one of the bartenders. “I’ll take it from here my dear, why don’t you go have fun with the pretty blonde staring you down hm?” A soft, British accent rolled off her tongue, as sweet as honey as she licked her lips, turning to face the growing crowd of people. “Now..who’s next to be served?” She cooed, eyes glittering with mischief.
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