Club Moonflow (Open)

[DarkScarlettVixen]

Welcome one and all to my club. My name is Moon and I hope that you have great time. Dance, have a few drinks but not too many, try to obey the rules, maybe even find someone special! Oh and I'm always looking for willing victims--scratch that--employees to work for me. The wages are good, if you don't have a place to stay you get room and board as part of the payment for your services! I'll see you inside!


Club Moonflow is a multiple story building, the first floor being the club itself. There is a full bar and kitchen for all your dietary and drinking needs. Our drink list and menu is quiet extensive, from blood (all typs) to shirley temples, from ramen to steak, we got it. There are also plenty of tables and booths you and your party can sit at if you don't fancy sitting at the bar. A nice sized dancefloor and dj box are supplied for all those party animals that want to cut loose and show us your moves. A small stage is also provided though rarely used, we do have live music playing every friday nights though, local bands, come on in and give your support! ^_~ Every race is welcome just behave yourselves and try not to cause any fights, if you do, you'll may find yourselves kicked out rather abruptly.

There is an open loft where you can go and hang out with your friends, there are no alcoholic drinks allowed up there....I dont want anyone falling and hurting themselves....or someone else. Beanbags are provided for lounging and small tables where you can set your drinks. Up there also is the door into the loding area. It's locked, only those with a key can get in and that includes live in employees, those who are paying to lodge here, and me! My office is on the first floor, it too is locked so don't go in there or I'll eat you. Just kidding....but seriously, don't even try.

On a lighter note, the music is always pulsing, the drinks are always flowing, and the food is awesome so pop in and have a good time everyone!

A not for employees

If you do want to work here, come in and ask me (in character) for the job. You'll simply need to fill out a very simple application and go through one night of working with no pay in which I evaluate your performance. If I like what I see then you'll be hired and the next time you work you will be payed. ((Don't ask me what the wage is....seriously, it'll be taken care of))
If you do not have a place to stay, you can have one of the rooms on the upper levels. I will give you a key which cannot be lost and must be returned to me when you move on, if you move on. That key will also unlock your door and your door alone (ooh, magic).

Rules
Keep swearing to a minimal
Keep romance PG-13
Don't fight inside the club, take outside
You do not need an application to be in this rp. Be descriptive, be literate with your posts
Any race is welcome....as long as they fit easily inside the front door.
If the bartender says you've had enough, you've had enough
Dance, dance, dance!
Enjoy yourself!

Positions

Owner - Moon - DSV
Manager (This person is in charge while I'm away)
Bartender - Au - TheDarkPsycho
Waiters/Waitresses - Linda - Somefreakoverthere
Bouncers -
DJ - Samura - Nasari
Cook - Neko - Panther385

[LordPsycho]

DP pulled the hood of his cloak a little further over his head. When he was told a new nightclub had skirted getting their Business License for Dojopolis, the God decided to take a personal hand in this one.

He looked at the bouncers. They were certainly big, and indeed strong, though DP refrained from calling them Human. But whatever, Blackstar was a place for all types.

But the guards certainly took notice as DP started to walk past them.

One reached out and grabbed him by his shoulder.

That was it. DP started sending a small eletrical charge to his shoulder, and dropped his hood a bit revealing his glowing eyes.

"If you don't want to experience a smiting by 100,000 Watts of electricity, I suggest you take your arm off me and forget that I'm here, ok?"

The Bouncer's face suddenly shown with a look that was similar to shock and fear, having realized who he was dealing with. A few seconds pass, and the guard finally regains sense enough to let go, bumbling something that sounded like "Sorry Your highness, won't happen again your majesty", and then hurries to harrass the next patron to try to regain some of his "manlyhood" (term used loosely).

DP, having passed that, quickly goes up to the manager.

"You Moon? Yes, I'm looking to be your bartender. The name's Au."

[Nasari]

A winged, purple Draconian Norn wearing a VERY short skirt, bright red claw polish, and a tight shirt that said "It's all about me. Deal with it." walked up to the club. She walked up to Moon.

"Hey. I'm here for the DJ job. Name's Samura, some call me Evil-eyes."

[Somefreakoverthere]

"Get out of my way if you want your arm back. Yes? Good. Now SCRAM."

Linda snarled. She was wearing a straples black top and enough bangles and rings to make a light slap feel like a heavy blow. Her skirt was a short one and black too. Everything was black tonight, and had somehow managed to dye her hair black too.

"Hey Moon, I'm here for the waitress job. Some people call me metal-arm, others who have any sence call me Linda."

[DarkScarlettVixen]

((OMG! *does a happy dance*))

Moon was tall for a woman. Her slim build was deceptively delicate looking. Of course anyone that tried to grab her would find out far too late that she wasn't the flighty flower she appeared to be. Very long black hair fell loosely around her shoulders and down her back, reaching to her well formed rump. Slanted, dark purple eyes decorated a perfectly oval face. Her features fit her face perfectly, all delicately formed as if carved out of alabastor by a loving artist.

She looked up, sensing power in her club and frowned ever so slightly at the man. She recognized him immediately, she'd have to do something about those bouncers, they grabbed before asking....though having them shocked wasn't the most subtle way to correct him. She smiled pleasantly, "Bartender? I'm honored! I am going to take a chance and assume you are already experienced in this field. If so, you may start immediately!

She turned her attention to the newest comer, a female of similar heritage to herself, though she was masking her race very carefully, "Samura, welcome. My position for DJ is quite open, as you can see." She indicated the DJ booth, "Right now, it is being operated by the computer, you can switch it to manual, if you have any problems, come ask me. If you think you can handle it, and I have confidence you can, you may start immediately.

And they just kept on coming. Yet another perons looking for a job! What a decorative wardrobe! Her smile was a bit crooked when she greeted Linda, "Thank you for asking, I am currently in need of a waitress? You know the ropes, I assume?" She asked.

[Nasari]

Samura walked over to the DJ booth and looked for a song that she liked.

"Aha!"

She stuck the disc in and pushed Play.

"Somebody once told me
The world is gonna roll me,
I ain't the sharpest tool in the she-ed,
She was lookin' kinda dumb
With her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an 'L' on her forehead..."

"Oh yeah! Good song!"

[Angel]

*unfortunately the next patron happens to be Angel. Unfortunately for him that is. Angel doesn't take kindly to being interfered with especially since she has decided to pay tonight.

she has doffed her usual battered armour in favour of a black dress which bares her back, currently void of wings. the front rises to a black collar with a golden dragon clasp. her hair is raven black with a sheen of red iridescence, it is cut short except for a waist length tail down her back, bound at the nape of her neck with a dragon clasp in the oriental style.

she sweeps past the bouncer, who is gibbering noiselessly, not even seeing the tip in his palm, a full ounce of raw platinum ore. she makes her way the the bar and settles herself on a stool*

a Bloody Mary if you please, *her flashing stare makes her sound quite literal but as she meets the barkeeps eyes she starts in surprise, there is only one person with eyes like those*

[Fort]

[Panther385]

"She's a dragon, okay? Racists..." Panther mumbled as she and a humanoid Kiri walked into the Club. The former was wearing a pair of leather jeans and a frayed white T-shirt, while the anthro dragon was adorned in a classic Catholic school uniform (she usually does not have wings in this form). The pair took a seat at a nearby table. Kiri hummed and swung her legs in time to the music, while Panther watched the incoming crowd for potential dates.

[GBE]

((Right lets give this a shot, it could be interesting. I hope you don't mind a slight powerplay here, since you already kind of have bouncers, and this could work in my favour... ))

He'd managed to somehow lie through his teeth about his real age, his nice suit, smartly combed hair, and the tattoo certainly had helped. He was wearing a crisp black suit, had a white tie on, and gangster shoes, from the period of the 60's. He thought he looked really smart, and somehow had managed to pull off being over 18 to get into the bar, and offer his services as a bouncer. He was currently watining outside Moon's office however, since he had arranged an interview with her, well, more so, she'd arranged the interview after he'd asked.

Normally, the tattoo adorning left side of his face would be hidden, since it wasn't a normal tattoo. However, he'd needed it to try and look a little older, and its silver colouring had hidden part of his features and somehow clashed and mixed with his reddish hair.

The reason he wanted an interview, he wanted, no, in fact he needed the managers position, and was determined to get it, no matter what it took him. He knew the fine lie between confidence and arrogance, and strived not to fall over it too easily. He certainly hoped to impress Moon enough to become a manager here, as her assistant. it helped that he didn't look like a brute like the other bouncers on the door, considering his 5'5" height, and his fairly slim frame.

In one hand. he constantly flips something while he leans against the wall, hat tilted forwards slightly. It appears to be a coin of some sort, although no one can see it properly as it doesn't seem to stay still for long enough..

((Hope that's a suitable post for you DSV..?))

[Somefreakoverthere]

"I know the ropes well. Hey, SAMURA! Turn the volume up, I absolutely love this song!"

After a brief glance around, Linda had found somebody who she could serve. She pulled out a pad of black paper and a silver pen, she approached the table at which Kiri and Panther sat.

"Can I take your orders, Ladies?"

She asked the two as her eyes ran over them. She was hoping that tonight it wouldn’t be too busy for her. Teleporting with food could result in her on a table, so she’d have to avoid doing it as much as possible.

[Sephirothsicase]

*A small boy walked up to the door, with a cigar in his mouth and black hair down to his shoulders. A pair of red shades hid his eyes. The bouncers smiled at each other before one stopped him by planting a large, hairy hand on his head.*

Bouncer: Sorry Kid, you have to grow up a little bit till' you can get in ere.

*Seph removed his shades, showing a pair of glowing red eyes. He puffed out a plume of smoke into the bouncers face before smiling. He turned to the second, smiling bouncer.*

Please tell your friend that if he wishes for his hand to remain attached to his arm, he will release me from his grip and let me in.

*The bouncer shook his head, pushing Seph away from the door slightly. Seph put his own hand ontop of the bouncers wrist and pressed down with his middle and forefinger. A sickening crunch rang out as the bouncer shouted in pain and dropped to his knees. Just as the other bouncer was about to get involved, Seph shot him a cold look and he back off, he let go of the bouncers wrist and took a few steps forward, opening the door a little.*

You might want to get some ice on that.

*He tossed a small bag of golden coins infront of the man who was clutching his wrist, before walking in and adjusting the collar on his immaculate black suit. He blew a small strip of hair out of the way of his eyes and pocketed his shades before putting on a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He began exploring.*

[Zerrer]

Zerrer walks into the door, leaving scared (and slightly injured) bouncers at the door. he has white long hair, black coat, about 7ft tall, (look at my avatar) He then orders 17 pints of Frog blood. He sips his hip flask, after spilling the pints on the a helpless drunk (after checking for secret trapdoors that people might whoosh away in if they start a fight.) then he walks up to Moon.

"hello. i see that you are in need of security. see, look those bouncers are cowering in the corner, letting anyone that wants in, in. that drunk is yelling at everybody for spilling drinks on himself, and there are not enough trapdoors that people might whoosh away in if they start a fight!"

"i would like to equip you with bouncers. if i get my own personal booth." *snaps fingers and two felbeasts start guarding the doors*
"i want that booth." *points at one that is in a dark corner like a crimeboss's booth*

"say yes, and i'll go sit down, or say no, and then hundreds of raving alcoholics come, sit down, and trash your club."

Zerrer then looks at moon, waiting for an answer.

[LordPsycho]

*DP winced as he was recognized by Moon. He was hoping not to be recognized yet, but then again he probably should have changed his form and worn sunglasses. Goes to show that even Gods are human.

Sometimes.

Bowing in the most majestic way possible, he excuses himself to his bar, where he takes a seat behind it and leans back against a mirror. Soon after, a young Lizard like Biped walked up to the bar, and ordered a Pan-Galactic Gargleblaster ((watch out for falling whales)). The Lizard-Man looked to be in the twenty-something stage for his species, so DP didn't bother with checking any ID. He halfheartedly flicked his wrist at the Man-lizard and a bunch of liquors behind him started flying around, assembling themselves in the proper proportions in a glass to make his drink in a glass that had suddenly appeared before the lizard man.

This was going to be a boring night, and he still had yet to figure out how he was getting into that office to check out their business license, or what the hoped would be a lack-of-business license.*

((In case you havent' guessed, Scarlett, DP is somewhat of a showboat. He could have just halfheartedly flicked his wrist and made the dring appear, but what fun would that be?

And don't get him angry....or you may find yourself reciting "I'm a little teapot" You, of course, can ask Goron about that))

[Nasari]

"You got it! Hope y'all brought earplugs! ....Naw, just kiddin'!"

Samura turned up the music until you could FEEL it. Then she began singing along.

"It's a cool place,
And they say it gets colder,
You're bundled up now
wait till you get older,
But the meteor men beg to differ,
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture..."

As she started to sing, two male Draconians walked in. One looked like your average Drac, but the other really stood out. He had feathers on his arms and birdlike legs.

"Yeah, the ladies are always askin' to touch my feathers. It's irritating." said the feathered male.

"Aw, come on, man! It means they think your feathers are hot!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

The whole time, Samura had a stupid grin on her face.