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 Posted: Wed May 12, 2021 5:14 pm
Mood: stressed,
With: no one atm
Wearing: a blue top with a matching skirt for parties
Items: wallet ($400 cash, bank card, ID. Card drivers ID), bike helmet, smartphone
After standing in line for a while. Veronica finally made it into the club. The neon lights are bright and blinding and as expected the music is quite loud but enjoyable nonetheless. As she looks around she tries to head to the bar but is not sure how to get through the crowd.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2021 12:13 am
xxxx→ мσиםαч, иσvємвєя ②⑥тн ←
םαч ⑧ σғ ⑭ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ④①④ ◦
( ① чєαя, ① мσитн, ⑱ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2021 5:48 pm
 
It was when the night fell upon the city and the streetlights came on, Soliel took on a darker and much more alluring persona. Drugs, violence, money, sex. These were the vices hidden from the judgement of daylight, to only overflow into the nighttime. As the hedonistic filled the streets, hopping from bars to fight clubs to the center of it all...Neon Lights.
A line wrapped itself around the nightclub tonight, like it did every night. But this never matters to those who wish to partake in every pleasurable desire that this world… this city had to offer them. As throngs of revelers occupied every inch of the back alleyways just in the hopes of getting inside this paradise of the flesh and sin. As the pair of muscly bouncers with their velvety rope guards its door and assesses the crowd over to see which ones were truly a fit for Neon.
You see, Neon had this reputation to uphold in this city. This pride of having only the prettiest, baddest, and most realest people stepping foot inside the doors. Whether it be a patron, a dj, a bartender, or even one of their strippers. Very elitist, I know. But so was the rest of the world.
”“Thank youuu so much” A girl’s coo cut through the idle chatter of the eager crowd as the bouncers hand-selected a group of ladies to enter the club among the fifty of onlookers who were posting up against the brick wall and down on the sideways. The bouncers were checking the girl’ ids to see if they were legit and everything. Neon didn’t need that kind of trouble. “These shoes are just killing my little feet and my friend’s are too.” The voice, belonging to a little redhead in an extra revealing silver dress and some glitter pleasers, gushed as one of the big men handed over a clearly fake ID without a single care in the world back to her. In his mind, the only thing that matters was pleasing this little minx who was all over him right now and her friends. He didn’t even mind the rest of the crowd hurling words at him.
It made the redhead named Reira giggled as she tucked her ID away in her dress while finally pasting the big oafs to get inside Neon with her “friends” from her spinning class. Music bumming from wall to wall and bright colorful shining down at the dancing masses, Reira knew that it had been too long since she graced Neon with her presence. But she was back and badder than ever.
“Hey…Reira, we're gonna hit the dancing floor, ok. Aren’t you coming?” One of her already drunk friends asked her, pulling the others in the way to the blob of people winding and grinding on each other.
“Nah,” She responded with the one syllable before heading over to the bar in the back of the club. Once there, she was about to order a rum and coke until a delectable man appeared in the corner of her eye to stand beside her. “ I can buy you anything you want, if you dance for me first.” He proposed this deal.
Turning her head toward his direction as the music in the club changed as if it was on cue, Reira smiled. “You are so ******** lucky, I love this new song.” Grabbing his huge hand, the redhead escorted the man into the masses before winding and grinding her own body on this random hottie
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2021 2:08 am
PALAⓒE ⓞCEAN
The darkest nights produce the brightest stars. In this city, alone, just like everyone else in this damn world, we all look up at the countless stars that seem to stretch to infinity and beyond. Palace reached his hand out towards the night sky which was aglow with glimmering city lights wondering what he was grasping for. It was made apparent even with his iced-out bust down locked around his wrist, or the side girls that are constantly blasting up his iPhone, he knew this lifestyle was something he couldn't escape. His chains only shine in the sun. Like how the dark comes after the light, it is inevitable and it is just how the world works. Everyone is consumed by the dark.
Just like every other guy's night though, the group of men had made plans at Neon Lights. Palace knew a promoter and the people who worked there so reserving a table was no difficult feat. Coming out from his homie’s Tesla as the bat wing opened up from the side, people around either waiting in line or just taking a smoke break outside glanced over to the dashing blond man taking a step onto the red carpet. Palace would analyze the scenario for a bit, every now and then some woman would come to the direction of his sight just to get that attention. He paid no mind to those wandering eyes, but instead he kept a straight face focusing on the matter in hand. It was time to enjoy himself. The two security holding the front lines quickly made way for the rich squad, providing an easy path to the entrance. "Its good to see you again, Big P. Your table is inside waiting for you, G." One of the bouncer spoke before giving the blond man a high five. Palace smiled while reciprocating back to the brother with the similar joy. "This time I brought Ronin out," turning back to Ronin and back to face the bouncer, "Hey, how you been man?" Ronin waved at the man. These guys were basically VIP so the bouncers let them inside without taking any precautions. When you are known around these streets, its a different ball game here. A couple people side-eyed the group as they enter and a couple sighs were heard, but honestly stuff like that is just typical jealousy.
Upon entering the building, Palace was instantly blown by the intensity of the atmosphere around. The mass with their drunk minds, hot girls in dresses that had barely any fabric, and hip hop music vibes was something Palace was craving for. To let loose and to enjoy the moment. Colorful strobe lights beamed on the dancefloor. One can smell body sweat and perfume mixed in the air. Male and female enjoying with each other to the beat of the bass that vibrated through everyone's eardrums.
Once the crew were escorted to their table, Palace sat Ronin down next to him and bluntly asked, "Are you still with that girl with the kid?" He looked at the boxer with curiosity burning in his eyes. Ronin nodded in response before averting his gaze up towards the ceiling, "To tell you the truth she's not like those girls on the loose." Both Palace and the other homies raised a brow and chuckled together at the boxer's sincere comment. They group had feeling that Ronin did change for the better after meeting his new profound love. "She's a milf alright, but man check out those snacks walking by." Golden eyes was drawn by the group of girls passing by their table as they made their way to the dancefloor. "The girl with the black crop top and bun is pretty cute actually, heh. I'ma relax here though and get a couple shots down." Ronin admitted after looking over to get a peek. If Ronin was caught with another side, who knows Nico would do, sheesh!
"Your lost buddy, haha. Anyways, first round is on me!" Just hearing that made Ronin and the other guys jumped instantly from the couch. The whole group walked over to the nearby bar and those around gave them their space. From a bird's eye view, they do look intimating. "Give me eight orders of the Hennessy Forty-four, please." He handed the bartender his card, " Don't put it on tab, just close it for me, thanks!" The bartender shook his head before he began working on those drinks. It only took the guy about four minutes to have his order ready. He laid the cups out for them to grab as everyone of the guys took a glass. "One, two, three, CHEERS!" The whole group yelled out loud before everyone down their drink.
Vibe check, once that new song from Doja Cat was over, the dj played a dope a** song which made the crowd go nuts as they sung along. The hips moving left and right matching the flow and melody of the beat. The scene was lit. Palace and the guys dragged Ronin into the masses. All was fun and good until suddenly Palace was bumped by a guy. "Yo what th--.." The blond man paused when something popped up in his head. Palace took a step back, his golden eyes squinting as he tried to get better look of the girl with red hair. Is that the girl from that one time? The ******** style="color: steelblue">"You good, Palace?" Ronin asked but notice his friend was stunned for a moment for some reason. Ronin's words legit entered through the left ear and exited from the right. Palace proceed on, looking over at her boy and then back to the girl with the red hair meeting her gaze that seems like it was sucking his soul. "Look, you should know I'm a rider. Got non' to hide, but look at your boy, he's tired."
"Whatever splits it up so there's more for them and there's less for me. They don't know they gotta be faster than me to get to me, no one's done it successfully."  ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅❀► [ｗｉｔｈ : His crew & Ronin ]❀► [ｗｈｅｒｅ : Neon Lights ] ❀► [ｍｏｏｄ : Mellow ] ❀►[Minty Fresh, Messy Bun] ❀► [ＯＯＣ :Lets do this!! ]
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2021 9:24 pm
  「 By the time you hear this, oh, I've already self-destructed. . . 」▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
Sneaking in from the back, she wasted no time getting to the dressing rooms. Inside there were a few of the other girls who were either in the midst of getting their makeup on or just simply conversating amongst themselves before starting their shifts. Nico passed by a few, greetings some of them while giving a good stank eye to the others. There were only a small handful of the other girls that she was actually cool with. They were dancing together for years, but it was the newer "babies" who kept such a bad attitude with her. Honestly, Nico felt like the other bitches were just jealous. s**t, they can't be mad in a category they don't compare. Whatever. Time was money, so she didn't have time to fight hoes... for now.
After getting herself all dolled up for the night, Nico spritzed herself with a bit of her signature scent before she strutted out onto the floor. Since she still had a few minutes before she was called up for her set, Nico made a beeline to the bar to down a few shots just to warm herself up. All the dancers got free drinks so long as they didn't get ******** up while "on the clock". Resting her elbows onto the smooth wooden counter, Nico flashed the bartender her signature smile. "Tonight's packed! I'll be makin' bank today~ Gimme two shots - surprise me." The bartender snickered and gave a nod before sliding her over two shots of Casamigos Blanco and a little wedge of lime. The two chit-chatted for a few before the DJ began making their announcement. "Ai to the stage, Ai to the stage" It was a brief callout to Nico to haul a** over there.
Already there were some regulars of the club making a beeline to be front and center for when she started performing. Most of them were the heavy tippers, too! She could practically see dollar signs in the air! The music for her set began to play cueing Nico to start the show. She gracefully emerged from the stage's curtains as she strutted over to the pole. Her appearance alone got the regulars and more excitedly cheering her on. All eyes were on her and she loved every second. Neon Lights is where she thrived. Her body moved to the music on beat, her a** shaking grabbing the attention of anyone who watched her. Sex sells and Nico was giving it all. Climbing up the pole with ease, it was easier to see the crowd from the height. In the midst of her performing she definitely caught a familiar face in the dancing crowd. "Ronin?" She wasn't expecting to see him there, but she was definitely glad to. A sultry look graced her face as she blew her man a kiss and a wink before continuing on performing all into the next song. Money littered the stage's floor which only made Nico perform even harder for more. Moving from the pole to the floor, the sight of all the cash spread goosebumps of excitement over her body. This was her best night yet! By the end of her set, Nico grabbed handfuls of the money to run it up her curves, getting the crowd excited even more. With the DJ calling up the next girls, a few other workers were sent out to bag up and collect all of the money that Nico earned. There were at least 2 and a half large black bags filled to the brim with dough. Desi was getting a brand spankin' new toy for sure now! 「 . . .Never say anything constructive. And all I am, I am, I can f*ck with. 」▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂✪ MOOD: Focused on the moneyxxx✪ COMPANY: Ronin and Coxxx✪ OUTFIT: Hot Cherryxxx✪ OOC: .
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2021 1:12 pm
They say that prey does not fear their own mortality. That these naïve creatures have lived their entire lives knowing their fate and accepting it. That when death finally catches up to them as their head is in the mouth of a luxurious predator, this is the warmest welcome of life itself in the wild.
Feeling a firm grasp of one man’s strong hands upon her tiny little waist has never deterred Reira away from fantasizing about other men. Whether it be in a car, a bed, a public bathroom, or anywhere really. Slutty, she knows. But why does a girl need to settle for one hot man when she’s deserving of so much more? So, it came at no surprise when the redhead was effortlessly shameless enough to let her wandering eyes gaze over the entire club looking for her next eye candy, while grinding her peach booty against another man, “Emo Boy, “ to Doja's new song. It wasn’t like she needed to be loyal to her current guy on the dance floor. After all, he was the one who offered to buy her a drink for this and Neon was prime with possibilities for new men better than him. Men with fast cars, stylish fits, good looks, and the fastest cash that any girl could ever want. It was all gucci from her perspective, especially since there were kisses being placed on her neck from behind…
With her chocolate brown eyes, Reira surveyed the crowded nightclub taking notice of any guy that struck her fancy. There were a few tall and dark dudes on the dance floor, who were eyeing, but had girls already..boo. She was so not in the mood to get into something over some meaningless fun for just tonight. Her eyes shifted to the direction of the bar. There was more potential anyway over there because there were more men who weren’t booed’ up and just aching for some female attention, which she could deliver on. Some men that she eyed were eager, but they were definitely not it. Like gag me with a ******** spoon level of disgusting. Yet, there seemed to be a group of hotties in the most stylish drip but they were too wrapped up in their own sausage party to notice lil’ old her.
“How about a little kiss?” Words whispered from Emo Boy into her ear as he clung his arms around her waist. Why did she really expect anything more from a guy in a rock band muscle tee. They could be extremely needy. But at least he had impeccable timing because looking at men kinda got her hungary. Spinning on her heels to face Emo Boy, Reira had a devilish grin on her face. “That was so not the deal,” A laugh proceeded. Her small hand reached up to his cheek, the redhead ushered the boy down to her level, and started passionately kissing him on the spot. Doja Cat slowly faded out and was replaced by YG making everyone hyped again, or that's what she heard because EB’s soul was to die for. It was so insecure and desperate for validation that it lingered on every corner in his mouth. God, she wanted nothing more than to take it in one quick gulp……
"Yo what th--.." A male’s voice chimed into her ears, attempting to kill the whole vibe surrounding the two. Didn’t guys have this little code to not cockblock each other, but apparently that didn’t apply to strangers. He better have something important to say. Breaking her lush lips away from her victim, Reira peered behind Emo Boy to eye whoever this buzz killer was. What the ********. Reira said to herself, as she recognized the blond buzzkill with a manbun with the most classy drip. Wasn’t that Romeo from a month ago? The one with those sides chicks with attitude, the gun, the bubbling homies, and the Audi? What...she wasn’t good with names. But his cute homie, who was standing behind him, was nice enough to provide one for him. Palace Se murmured his name. Just as emo boy finally came out of his trance to apologize to Palace, but keeping his entire focus on Reira like the little succubus was the existence of the world. “S--o-rry man” He stammered out as his voice sounded tired.
Though Palace didn’t seem to mind much as he only met her gaze with recognition in his eyes. He began flirting, not giving one ******** about her being wrapped in another man’s arms . "Look, you should know I'm a rider. Got non' to hide, but look at your boy, he's tired." He smirked, his voice just as confident as it was a month ago before all the compulsion. He even had the balls to comment on Emo Boy's tiredness. The redhead didn’t know if he was just naive, had a death wish, or was cravin for where they left off in his Audi. But he ought to know that she loves playing hard to get by now, it was so much fun.
“One second, ” The succubus smirked, bringing one finger up in the blond's face to make him pause, as he was standing at her side. Slowly, she broke eye contact with Palace and began making out with Emo boy again, while Palace just there on the side with his boys. Giggling against EB's lips as she could feel the death stare of his golden eyes on her. But what did he really expect. No one invited him and he wasn’t going to pussyblock again. The kissing went on for a good while. She just wanted to savor the taste of an amazing soul after all, leaving just a little amount left so her victim didn’t die right there. That would be bad. “Go to the bathroom with a smile on your face.” She whispered in Emo Boy’s ear quietly, giving an order, before the man let go of her and walked off the dance floor with the biggest grin on his face. He would probably die in that bathroom. Cops would think it was drugs, not a little minx with a lethal kiss.
With one soul in her belly Reira focused her gaze back to Palace, flashing a smirk and started toward him. Or so he would’ve thought because the succubus slipped past him to started pressing up on his homeboy with the light eyes and dark hair.Getting herself on her tippy toes, Reira brought her pink lips inches away from his boy's ear. “Excuse me, but you look so familiar. Where do I know you from?”
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2021 2:03 pm
  It was a calm evening for Darragh. He didn’t have any plans for today, though he would have loved to have spent some more time with Adram and he wasn’t tired yet either. So instead of going to bed at home, the young man went to the club of Soleil. He didn’t live far from it, not that anything was really far off in Soleil, so it only took a minute or 20 to get to the club. He was dressed in tight leather pants and a white shirt on top of which he was wearing a leather sleeveless vest he left open, but he went barefoot as always. The feline walked inside and looked around. It would seem it was another packed evening for Neon Lights. Darragh smirked and walked to the bar first. Once there he ordered a drink from whoever would serve him at the time and then would mingle on the dancefloor. This time the demon vampire was not after a feeding though. He was kept well supplied by Solomon and by his hunts with Adramelech. Instead, he was there purely for fun and music. The music had been painful at first due to his sensitive hearing but over time he grew used to it. The once Bakeneko drank his alcohol, placed the glass on a random table and walked into the crowd of dancing people. He did enjoy dancing as well and he effortlessly went up in the dancing groups that danced to the music. Sometimes it was just great to let loose and simply enjoy yourself! He met a few familiar faces as well and proceeded to dance with them, at times in a tantalizing manner, to which the evening quickly grew deeper. Of course he wouldn[‘t go any further with anyone now, since he was loyal to Adram alone. But that didn’t keep him from dancing with others of course. In fact he could swear Adramelech enjoyed his dancing ways that he had seen a few times now. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ [Home : Link]xxx[Profile: Link]
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[With : Randoms] xxx
[Thinking : Things] xxx
OOC: He is just there… Feel free to interact with him if you want! xxx
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2021 3:30 pm
xxxx→ тнυяsםαч, иσvємвєя ②⑨тн ←
םαч ⑪ σғ ⑭ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ④①⑦ ◦
( ① чєαя, ① мσитн, ②① םαчs )
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