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Current Finally figured out how to post pictures....woot....so computer literate over here. -.-
7 yrs ago
I've always enjoyed roleplaying, but, never have I tried in a forum posting.....this shall be interesting.
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Name: Becky Harrison
Species: Human
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance:


Personality: Overly Up-beat, Optimistic, Flirtatious, Cheerful, Acts ditzy but is honestly very smart
Biography: Becky just recently put in her application to Club Nyte hoping to get a waitressing job while still attending school to finish out her bachelors in chemistry.
Elliot grinned at Adam as he took the glass. He passed it under his nose before taking a sip. "Excellent. Now, Mr. Nyte, I'm sure you didn't go through all that trouble to get a hold of me just to have a drink. By the time I received your message most of it was unclear. So what can I do for you?"

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Victoria stood in the empty ally a block from the club. She could see the line getting longer and could hear the wonderful music every time the doors opened. She hated being early; the awkward stares and small talk from other mythos were never her forte. She sighed as she started walking towards the club, Might as well get this over with. She paused as she watched a young man and women enter the club. I know that scent, but, what is HE doing here? Something important must be going on. She cautiously approached the bouncers. She could sense his hesitation as he asked for her name. "Victoria Summers." He nervously scanned the list then looked towards her. "I'm sorry but you're not..." "If you're about to say 'not on the list' then you're mistaken. I've been here multiple times PLUS I can see my name clearly from here." She placed a hand on her hip and narrowed her eyes at the attendant. He nodded as he looked again, "Of course...Ms. Summers. Please do forgive me for I did not..." "You're forgiven.....again. Now let me pass, Mr. Nyte must not be kept waiting." She strode past the bouncer and entered the club just as the band was going on break. Walking straight to the VIP room, she ordered a simple club soda and sat in the corner. Fuming she thought, Why does this always happen? Its like I'm just some bad dream everyone wishes to forget. She slowly sipped her drink as she sat in the shadows and watched the ladies at the bar.
Kristopher walked along the street towards Club Nyte. He could already hear the music and the ruckus of the guests. As he turned the last corner he was almost run into by two young men. "Oh, sorry sir." one of them said before being dragged off by the other who spoke to Kristopher over his shoulder, "Yeah, sorry 'bout that! Come on, Brandon! Let's GO!" Kristopher chuckled as he listened to the two bicker at each other as they ran down the street. To be young again. He smiled. A few moments passed before he finally arrived at the club. A line was already beginning to form as people eagerly awaited to be let in by the bouncers. Kristopher noticed the two young men standing at the back. "So, gentlemen, is this your first time to the club?" They both jumped a little before Brandon said, "Yes, sir. We just moved to this side of town. We actually tried to get in the other night but they were so busy that we ended up standing out here all night." Kristopher nodded and then motioned for them to follow him. He walked past the line of people and greeted the attendants outside. "Kristopher Pennant. I do believe Adam is expecting me." He waited as the man checked the list and then nodded to the bouncer. "Also, these two gentlemen are going to be my guests tonight." He motioned to the brothers beside him. The man nodded as he made a notation next to Kristopher's name. Brandon and Eric looked at each other in stunned silence. "Well kids, enjoy your night tonight." He gave them a slight bow and turned on his heels to enter the club before they could even give him a thank you.
Elliot arrived at Club Nyte just as the band started to play. He stood in the doorway for a moment and took in the sights. Interesting he thought. He strolled over to the bar and ordered a scotch. He listened to the band and sipped his drink. I wonder how many of these poor souls have no clue what they're getting into. He smirked as he set down his empty glass. With a slight wave of his hand he spoke an incantation under his breath, his normally blue eyes took on a purple hue and he looked around the room again. He raised his eyebrow as he looked over the band. A werewolf playing the bass. Call me surprised. He took mental notes of all the humans and the few mythos in the club. He paused when he saw the doors leading to the back. He rubbed his eyes, which returned to their natural color, and began making his way through the growing crowd to the back. Alright then, let's go see what Mr. Nyte wanted.
Name: Eliot
Age: 137 (looks 28)
Species: Human (Warlock)
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Personality: Loving, Caring, Light-hearted, Protective, Supportive, Sympathetic, Wise
Name: Brandon Weston
Species: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Personality: Introverted, Perfectionist, Protective, Sly
Intro: Brandon sat quietly reading his book when suddenly his brother came bursting into his room. "BRANDON LOOK!" A ratty newspaper clipping was thrust onto his crisp clean book. "An apartment just became available across town! And want to know the best part?!" He looked at Eric over his glasses and sighed. "What?"
"Its next to a night club!!!" Brandon watched with his eyebrow raised as Eric stomped around his room. 'Is that supposed to be dancing?' he thought to himself as he picked up the ad. Sure enough, a small, 2 bedroom apartment was available for a very cheap price. Amongst the amenities was a reference to the night club. 'Club Nyte?' he thought 'must be a play on the owner's name. Or English isn't their first language. Still, living next to something like that might not be good for us. I have to be to work by 9 and Eric over there would get in so much...' His thoughts were interrupted by Eric excitedly talking about girls. Brandon rolled his eyes,"Pfft......you mean all the women you'll get to look at through the window because you know if you even try to talk to one they'll..."
He was cut off by Eric erratically waving his hands, "Yeah yeah. You're just jealous. But seriously. Look!! It's perfect!"
"Well," Brandon sighed, "It is within our budget AND it would get us out of mom and dad's house..."
Name: Eric Weston
Species: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Personality: Outgoing, Flirtatious, Daredevil, Mischievous, Procrastinator
Intro: Eric bounded excitedly up the stairs to his brother's room and burst through the door. "BRANDON LOOK!" He shoved part of a newspaper into Brandon's open book. "An apartment just became available across town. And the best part?!" Brandon looked over his glasses at Eric and picked up the news clipping. "What?"
"It's next to a night club!" Eric danced flamboyantly around the room. "Can you imagine all the hot girls we're going to get to meet?!"
"Pfft......you mean all the women you'll get to look at through the window because you know if you even try to talk to one they'll..."
Eric cut off his brother with a wave of his hand, "Yeah yeah. You're just jealous. But seriously. Look!! It's perfect!"
"Well," Brandon sighed, "It is within our budget AND it would get us out of mom and dad's house..."
Name: Kristopher Pennant
Species: Griffin
Age: Looks to be in late 20's
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Personality: Reserved, Chivalrous, Patient, Courageous, Selfless
Name: Victoria Summers
Species: Nightmare
Age: Looks about mid 20's
Gender: Female
Looks:


Personality: Outgoing, Intelligent, Confident, Tom-boy, Mischievous, Flirtatious
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