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October 27, 2012 02:57AM
Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club.Trick or Treat?

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Players:

iShatteredSanity
LuciL
Tikool
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

iShatteredSanity: -Whispers about an event at the Deathclub began to echo in every corner of Prague, rumors about a Halloween party. The theme was not fixed, so pretty much everyone could dress in any way they saw fit; that was all that was heard. As for the owner of the club, he merely allowed those rumors to spread since they only served as a mean of advertising after all. And so that week had passed while the whispers turned into low voices, all of that before the final showdown in Saturday night. Nothing had changed inside the club, except for the decoration. A few flamethrowers were added on a few columns and on the old generators. Machines that created fire sparks on the laser beams above the DJ booth. The red neon sign outside that read ‘Deathclub’ had changed slightly for the occasion with a red neon witch hat on top of the letter ‘D’. And that was pretty much it. The rest of the decoration and machinery was there, the massive coils on the two sides of the main floor and filled it with harmless electricity that was attached on every organic and metallic object nearby, the plasma tube that was surrounded by the 4 cages for the dancers, the frozen water snow alike effect that fell from the ceiling of the bar, the matrix walls on the stairs that led on the upper level and on the toilets, the smoke machines and last the led lights on the dancefloor; they were as usual. Everything was ready. The music loud enough to make the very ground shake and perhaps make some people think that the speakers could blow them away with a blast of bass as they walked before them. Yeah, pretty much the same as usual. The two bouncers outside, Ivan and Nikolai, were outside earlier than usual and this time they were dressed up. Oh yeah, they were both dressed up as the creature that was created by Dr. Frankenstein in Boris Karloff’s novel. Grunting every now and then but finally making peace with their outfits, they actually began to like them and even joked with each other, teasing each other as well. Inside. Some of the staff was already in place, everyone dressed up in their own liking. And Helena could not miss the chance to dress up like something that many people had called her in the past. Well, not exactly as one could call her, but another version of it. She was known as a She Devil, but this night she was dressed like the Devil himself. She decided that for once she could act as a man and dress like one, but that could not be said for poor Anna who was dressed up like an angel with stripped wings and a collar around her neck that was tugged by the leash every time the suit wearing Devil was tugging it. It was actually funny to watch them like that, especially Helena in that suit since she was used to wearing less clothes on her and reveal more of her skin with no shame in the slightest, yet Anna enjoyed it. While the other nights the Mistress and her sub were behind the doors of the office, this night they were actually relaxing on the chill lounge on the main floor while having a few drinks. || Outside the club the familiar screeching sound of the brakes could be heard as Demetrios arrived at the club with his Ducati monster. Ivan and Nikolai turned their heads and looked at him, finally being able to have a short conversation with him since there was nobody nearby.- [Ivan.] “Good afternoon boss.” –The Russian said and Demetrios looked at him in the corner of his eye as he removed his helmet and placed it on the steering wheel.- [Demetrios.] “Come on Ivan, you know that you two of all people can call me by my name.” –Demetrios said and slowly unzipped his leather jacket and removed it, revealing his own attire for the party; that of the Grim Reaper.- [Nikolai.] “The Grim Reaper, Death. So fitting b—” –Nikolai coughed.- “I mean, Demetrios.” –Demetrios looked at Nikolai with a devious smirk on his face and patted his shoulder.- [Demetrios.] “You should see my scythe. Alexandros will bring it in any moment.” –He said and tossed his jacket on his motorcycle, patting Ivan’s shoulder as well as they both nodded.- [Ivan.] “So, Demetrios. Why do you still keep it secret?” –Ivan asked and Demetrios looked at him.- [Demetrios.] “There are a few who know who I really am, but nobody except for you two, Helena and maybe Mia know everything. I would like that to stay as it is, but the time that I will come forward is nigh.” –Demetrios said and patted their shoulders again before taking a few steps forward and turned around to see them, taking out a cigarette from his robes and proceeding to light it but Ivan was faster.- “Thank you, old friend.” –He said and inhaled the smoke, releasing it afterwards.- [Ivan.] “You are welcome. And we understand.” –Ivan said.- [Nikolai.] “We understand.” –Nikolai said as well before they all turned their heads to look at a taxi coming closer in high speed. The taxi stopped right in front of the entrance where Demetrios, Ivan and Nikolai looked at the driver who nodded at them. They all nodded back and looked at the one who walked outside the taxi and slammed the door close.- [Alexandros.] “Thanks Niko, see you soon.” –Alexandros said and the taxi took off. Then he looked at them all and nodded.- “Hey, are you catching up or is there any good gossip?” –He said and walked closer to them. Demetrios looked at Alexandros who was dressed like Noctis Regis from the video game Final Fantasy Versus XIII and held the buster like sword that Noctis used and also one massive crimson scythe that he gave to Demetrios.- “And by the way, this is yours.” –He said and handed the scythe to Demetrios who took it with a devilish smirk on his face. Alexandros walked closer to the bouncers while Demetrios was swinging the massive scythe around.- “Mind you that this is from Trinity Blood. You break it, you pay it. I love that one.” –Alexandros said and Ivan and Nikolai looked at each other, wondering what he had just said.- “But yeah, you are the Grim Reaper, I am the badass Noctis. Bitches will be tripping tonight, I am telling you man.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who had stopped swinging the scythe and shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever man. Thanks. Now, lets get inside. We need to do something on the office first.” –He said and looked at Ivan and Nikolai.- “I will see you again soon.” –He said and the two bouncers nodded their heads as Demetrios grabbed his jacket and along with Alexandros walked inside the club and headed towards the office where they had a discussion about the imminent actions of the Russians with Nikolai, Viktor’s father, for the leader. || And so the time was finally there, 11:50 pm. Ivan and Nikolai looked at the crowd that had began to gather shortly after Demetrios and Alexandros had walked inside.- [Nikolai.] “You know how it goes, IDs, licenses, passports, or get the fuck away.” –He said as he clapped his hands a few times and along with Ivan began checking the IDs of the costume wearing customers. Jason, Freddy, The Crow, Samara, even the Dracula himself and a few other characters from horror movies began walking inside. And so the night began, very promising right from the start.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Saturday night. Halloween. The night when dark creatures rise from their graves, their tombs. The witches cauldron bubbles and boils, while naked witches, cackle curse and scream, naked, their chants raise to the night sky. The streets of Prague, packed with folk, streaming out of houses, the pumpkins lit, as All Hallow’s eve spreads it magic across the very lands of the ancient. Superstitious, the fearful, celebrate with the believers in all things dark. No better time to be alive, when Satan’s children are out to have the time of their lives. The Death Club night, was sure to be one that would be remembered, as the staff had already organised, how they would dress, to impress the drinkers, Helena and the other guests. But behind the bar, not just our usual crew, for there are two more. Its going to be a crush, but hella fun. The door from the back storage area opens, and laughter is heard, as Nikolas swans out, wearing his bright canary yellow Hello Dolly dress, complete with over the top hat, long flowing blonde locks, his parasol, held over his right shoulder. Matching pumps, and a full ribbon bow, lace trim around the neckline, his tanned skin in contrast. It was like a fruit meriange had exploded. He certainly had trouble, walking on heels, the train of his dress caught up with a loop around his wrist. “I’m a lady.”- He gushed, his blush on a bit too harsh, lipstick well out the lines, and he got a bit on his teeth. You then hear a cackle, as out from the crowd, a tall witch’s hat is seen, its point going up up, and and a wicked grin, beneath the fine lace veil. Carrying her broom, she swoops behind the bar, and up to the Merry Ms Nikolas, chortling, “You’re a freakin’ fruit salad.”- Dixie raises her right hand that has a large spider hanging from her wrist on a fine web line. She jiggles her arm, so the spider jumps up and down. “Don’t look now Miss Muffet, this spider is about to curdle your whey…Boogie Ooogie Ooogie!”- she threw her head back laughing, and snatched up the soda gun, pointing it menacingly at Nikolas. “Wet Dress competition anyone?’- Nikolas flailed, as he raised his skirts and tried to get to the other side of the bar, when Maggie stepped out, decked out as Columbia from the Rocky Horror Picture show. “Aye, Skippy, Don’t be wetting the quare yoke, last thing I need is ‘im all smellin’ manke the whole night? Now, tell me, do I look half rotten, in this get up..Hi!”- Dixie set back down the soda gun in its holder, and tilted her head back and forth, the witches hat tipping this way and that, a fine veil of spider webs trailing through her hair. “Still look like your stuffing your jugs in too tight a package…but…yeah, it works.”- Maggie went after Nikolas, who was getting his parasol caught in the overhead glass holder unit, and she was trying to get him to polish the lipstick off his front teeth. “Stall the Ball!” -she exclaimed, trying to get Nikolas to hold still.- ” Ya gobshite, hold still or do I have to schkelp ya, into this. You acting a right gombeen, ya know that?” Nikolas didn’t understand a word that Maggie said, but with her in that sexy getup, of a black corset, matching panties, suspenders, fishnets, tall stillettos, and the feather boa, she was a right treat. “Yes Ma’am”- Just outside, in the back pick up facility, a car is driven in, allowed by the security team, and its a pink car, covered in hello Kitty. The door opens and a very plastique looking bunny girl with pink and white streaked hair, done in a long plait, that is draped over her left shoulder emerges. “Hullo vellas…I danke you vor letting me putz dhe car ‘ere” -she gives a large secruity door man a kiss on the cheek, her fake fur ears actually move, and flip forward, while her bunny tail is also animated, wiggling like she was ready to be chased through the farmer’s field. “Welcome back, Miss Inga…and d’awwwwe shucks.”- he blushed, patting the spot, marked with her gloss pink lipstick. She trots off as you hear the sound of the garage doors closing, her car safely in the bay, near one of the delivery trucks. Dixie, who had gone out back to check the beer stock, suddenly sees the vision in black and hot pink and squeals loudly. “ROCKY!”-she skitters over and evelopes her in a big hug, her spiders flying about as the witch bounces her small buxom swedish buddy around. “You made it! Oh my god…I LOVE THE OUTFIT!”- she releases Inga, who does a small skip and twirl, bending over to slap her own ass, her tail wiggling away. “I am a Playboy bunny, yah?” – Dixie smacks her ass hard and says. “WABBIT SEASON! Mwahahaha!”- The two joke around, before both walking arm in arm behind the bar, where they get ready for the flood of halloween dressed patrons. Maggie is shocked to see the buxom starlet, arrive through the back door of the bar, and goes fan girl when she catches sight of Inga wearing the playboy bunny plastique fit. “Seriously, lass, you’re looking deadly in that there fit. So much class, its sizzlin’, hi!”- Inga doesn’t really know Maggie and looks up at Dixie for reassurance. Dixie grins from beneath her webbing veil and says out of the corner of her mouth. “Just..smile and nod…and say “Aye” a few times.” Inga blinks, then shrugs her shoulders, getting with the programme. “Aye?” – Dixie sets down her broom, so its not in the way, and smacks her hands together. “Let’s get to work! And Nik…put that canary yellow parasol away, please? We don’t need to have all the glasses come smashing down on us while we serve.” <3>

LadyBelz: Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand, creatures crawl in search of blood, to terrorize the neighbourhood…but in this case, they would settled for getting into the door of Deathclub. It had been all over town that tonight was a Halloween-themed event and people had been raiding costume shops all over the city for costumes. Luckily for Mia, she had found her own costume earlier in the week, still in a good mood after hanging about with Dix, Mags, Jess and Nick at the costume shop. Covered up in her favourite trench, she rode her bike through the alley to the back of the club before heading inside. No one was about as she took the back stairs, walking passed Helena’s office as she headed for her dressing room. Hanging her coat away, she turned to check herself in the mirror, making sure her props were secure to her hip and quickly running her fingers through her hair. It had been some time since she had taken on a client, usually leaving it to the other girls to handle while she did her routines on the main floor, but she was in the mood tonight to make someone’s fantasy come true. Nodding to herself, she headed back out to the landing overlooking the main floor and waited for the evening to start.

LuciL: After buying her Halloween costume on Thursday, Sabina was left to find the rest of her accessories to go with the outfit and to be ready by Saturday night. It was to be normal business hours at the Deathclub but with Halloween following in the next week, the club had arranged for a theme party for the staff and patrons to participate in its activities. Sabina had bought the horns (that were sitting underneath a white halo) and the swinging tail that would be situated between her bum cheeks the thought had made the Romanian woman laugh as she carried her shopping bags home. Randall was already waiting for her at the top of the stairs and gestured her for him to follow him back to his apartment. He had later explained that he had been enlisted into the U.S army and was returning to the states the next day. It had shocked Sabina to put it mildly but she kept herself calm and composed and wished him well. She was given his dog tags and his clear attentions of wanting to sleep with her one last time but she could not give it. She was still sensitive and thinking over the past Sunday and Monday with Marrok. Fortunately Miho had randomly arrived at the apartment and rescued her friend who had given Randall a bittersweet goodbye. ~~~ Saturday had arrived and Sabina had spent her afternoon getting herself ready for the night. She had no routine made for tonight but she was certain that she would probably choose one of the poles this time to give her more swing especially after downing a couple of those delicious Black Russians. Miho had made no mention of visiting the Deathclub tonight something along the lines of ‘Skype chat with the family back home’ had been her reason why it made Sabina smile and a little sad that she did not have the luxury of such comfortable family roots. 11pm and Sabina was sitting down at the vanity table in her bedroom and brushing out the newly curled pink hair down her back, she already had her quick shower as a final attempt to ease down her muscles, fortunately since last Sunday the tenderness of her lower body had calmed down to a normal level and she wasn’t walking like she had just rode a horse. Laid out on her bed was her costume, though it looked more like black strips of latex including the rope inspired boots that would be wrapping around her legs. Sabina would not be wearing any underwear tonight, she could not afford to not with the succubus costume that had eagerly bought. Changing into the attire, the latex squeaked as it was eased onto her curvy frame, Sabina giggled shortly to herself as she grabbed the black latex sticker and covered her right nipple with it, fluffing out her hair, Sabina slipped the black horns headband onto her head and attached the demonic black tail to the handcuff inspired belt that adorned her hips. Swinging around in front of the full length mirror, Sabina curled her lips approving of herself and finished her accessories with the newly bought black and gold choker, chain bracelet, bdsm printed armband and her usual ‘money’ garters to her thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and eyelids charcoal, blowing a kiss to herself Sabina sashayed out of her apartment, bumping into an elderly lady who gasped indignant at her attire “Happy Halloween dear!” Sabina cooed at her before laughing and exitting out into the street. The ride to the Deathclub was quiet as Raduz was too busy fawning over the succubus in his passenger seat, Sabina caught sight of his stare and swatted him before stepping out “I saw that hungry look! Have you forgotten succubus are killers” She laughed again as she headed towards the door where the two Frankenstein’s creations awaited her “Oh don’t you look absolutely hot” Sabina purred, picking up her tail and playfully hitting the legs of both Ivan and Nikolai “See you boys” She waved at them both and stepped inside. The music was heavy and blaring through the speakers, Sabina caught sight of the blue hair bitch that had Evzen as her new sugar daddy dressed up as a school skirt looking as scanty as Sabina did. Ignoring her glare, Sabina headed towards the bar, her mind already screaming for her favourite drink. She bit down a laugh seeing the male bartender who had served her wearing a bright yellow gown complete with the hat and parasol, while the redheaded woman who called her lass the last Saturday was looking extremely oozing in a red and black corset attire. Dixie and Inga had taken the side both looking gorgeous and inviting in both witch and bunny costumes. Smiling at the redhead, Sabina leaned against the bar “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please”

Tikool: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first.

CharlotteCarrendar: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first. (repost, rp in session, Valk to post next)

iShatteredSanity: -Helena who was sitting comfortably on a chair down at the chill lounge, she was checking out the whole club, this time from a closer look and her own eyes instead of those monitors. Anna was sitting on the floor, having her head patted and petted by her mistress.- [Helena.] “Last time we were down here we had some fun. Lets see if anything is going to happen tonight.” –Helena said and leaned closer to Anna, planting a kiss on her lips as Anna nodded.- [Anna.] “I am ready Mistress.” –She replied and Helena planted another kiss while patting her head.- [Helena.] “Good girl. You make me very happy.” –Helena said and leaned back on her seat as Anna rest her head on Helena’s lap. And who could forget what had happened on that lounge some time ago? With the poor fellow who had tried to get a blowjob from Helena and she pretty much turned his dick into salami. Ahhhh, good times, very good times. || Upstairs in the owner’s office. Demetrios and Alexandros had finished talking about the threat that the Russians posed and had come up with a good plan that would require Alexandros’ skills with the computers once more. Of course Alexandros was glad to do something like that, so he did not say no. Since people had began to walk in, Demetrios decided that it was time to get going.- [Demetrios.] “Come, it’s time to go down there.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I could use a drink. Lets go.” –Alexandros said and placed the massive buster like sword with the engine on his back.

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Demetrios held his own massive scythe in his right hand and swung it a few times, actually enjoying it a lot.

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[Demetrios.] “I am so loving this.” –He said and Alexandros pushed the door open while shaking his head.- [Alexandros.] “Give a new toy to a baby, it sure is fun.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who was about to tackle him, but Alexandros dashed and flipped Demetrios off. Demetrios flipped Alexandros back and laughed for a few moments.- [Demetrios.] “You are such an asshole.” –He said and laughed again, approaching Alexandros who waited for him.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I am an asshole. An adorable one. Don’t forget the adorable part.” –Alexandros said with a pouty face.- [Demetrios.] “Fine, fine, fine. You are adorkable. And you are welcome.” –He said and Alexandros shrugged his shoulders.- [Alexandros.] “I can live with that. Now, a drink.” –He said and they both headed towards the bar from the upper level. Looking at the staff, Alexandros arched an eyebrow.- “I thought that there was one man there. Unless… Oh, there he is. Oh, I am so going to love this.” –Alexandros said and had a devilish smirk on his face, but Demetrios merely shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Have fun.” –He said as they finally approached the bar and Alexandros sat on a stool, looking around before looking at Nick.- [Alexandros.] “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” –He asked and licked his lips while winking at him. Demetrios facepalmed and shook his head as he looked at Dixie, licking his lips and admiring her looks in that outfit.- [Demetrios.] “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Demetrios asked and leaned closer to Dix. || Meanwhile outside. Ivan and Nikolai who were indeed intimidating, were checking the IDs, licenses and passports of those who wished to enter, but they were alerted since with the clothing one could bring a weapon inside, so they made a preliminary check before the bouncers inside would pay more attention.- [Ivan.] “Come on people, there are more of you who want to get in. Move your asses.” –He shouted while clapping his hands since some customers were slower than a welded turtle.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Looking a right canary coloured drag queen with a five o clock shadow, and the most ridiculous sparkly blue eyeshadow, he battered his fake lashes at Sabina as she approached the bar. In a voice that was a few notes higher than usual, and with gloved hands, in the cleanest white, he wipes the bar top where Sabina takes her seat. Looking fabulous with nipple tape and the oh so tight latex ensemble, he even finds himself oddly attracted to the Succubus like tease. “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.”- He pulled out a fan from his little hanging bag purse, and snapped it open, fanning his face madly. Maggie, adjusted her corset, trying to poke her breasts back down a bit more, cause she is showing a bit of nip. Sabina tries to get her attention, through the sound of the pumping sound speakers, all around the bar. “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please” Maggie, smiled, seeing as someone was actually being nice to her. Dixie and Inga, well they were already back in sync, working the bar, like the pros they were, twirling bottles, pouring shots, and ever so often, Dixie woud cackle and threaten to put a spell on a customer. Maggie started to make up the black russian, and with a wink, slid the glass over to Sabina, chuckling with her wicked Irish slang. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- she enquired, her facial expression showing sincerity. Nikolas was now doing cat paws at another male punter, who was stuffing a fifty note into Nikolas’s dress top. “Oh…you naughty boy. I don’t just show off my bloomers to the first man to wave a euro….hehehehe.”- ~wave fanning madly. ~ His attention suddenly taken up by Alexandros, “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” Nikolas showed a saucy smile from behind the fan, then set it down as he handled the beer tap like he was stroking a cock, all the while licking the air. “Anything…for you…Big Boy.” Dixie saw this and hissed at Nikolas like a mad cat. “Fairyyyy.”- Course, Dixie’s temper would be reigned in by the arrial of Dem. “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Dixie giggled and then cackled, as she held up a shrunken head. “Boogie oogie oogie…I will make you a wicked brew, then cast my spell on you…*cackles wildly*…but first, dare to kiss the Witch?”- she leant forward and planted a kiss on his lips softly, then went back to make his grey goose, and a few vodka shots, all the while winking at him slyly. <3>

LadyBelz: The club began to fill and Mia decided it was time to get a drink. She headed to the bar, via the main staircase, nodding to a few recognizable faces. She sincerely hoped there wasn’t an incident like the last time. She would hate to have to kick someone else’s ass, although she enjoyed kicking the shit out of that guy. Someone dressed as Hercules from the Disney cartoon stepped into her path and halted her progres. Her first thought was “Oh, here we go again.” She cocked a hip, placing one hand as she stared at the man. “Oh my God! It is you! I thought I was seeing things!” the man gushed. Frowning, Mia stared at him, wondering who in the hell he thought she looked like. “I beg your pardon?” she stated. “Could I have your autograph? I loved you when you played Xena and I thought you were fucking awesome when you were on Battlestar Galactica although they could have fleshed out your character a little more. Any chance of a Xena movie in the future? Are you still friends with Kevin Sorbo? Did you guys date at all?” The man’s questions kept coming faster and faster and realizing what he was going on about, Mia started laughing out loud. She slapped a hand over the man’s runaway mouth to stop him. “First of all, I’m flattered that you *think* I look like her. But I’m not her. This is my Halloween costume for the evening. I’m Mia.” she explained. At the mention of her name, his eyes widened even more and he practically yanked her hand away from his mouth. “OH MY GOD!! YOU ARE MY FAVORITE STRIPPER IN THIS PLACE!! Can I have your autograph anyway?” he grinned, bouncing up and down in place like an eager puppy. Laughing and shaking her head, she agreed. He handed her a Sharpie pen and turned away from her, bending over and flipping up the back of his costume, exposing his thong covered ass for the whole club to see. Chuckling in amusement, she signed her first name and then bent over and kissed his ass, leaving a lipstick-covered imprint of her lips on the rounded cheek just over her name. She patted his other cheek to indicate she was finished and the man nearly spun on the spot, shouting for everyone to hear; “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” And he went running out of the club, much to everyone’s amusement. Chuckling, Mia continued to the bar, squeezing in next to Alex and grinning at Nick when she spotted his costume. “Well Good Golly, Ms Dolly, how about a Margarita?” she ordered, dropping a ten-spot into his “cleavage”.

LuciL: The different costumes flooding through the front doors excited Sabina, it seemed the entire club including its loyal patrons were getting into the swing of things when it came to All Hallows eve and she could feel it press against her body. Sabina overheard the male bartender coo out towards her, she tilted her head towards him and burst out laughing as he was fanning himself over “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.” Squeezing her breasts together, Sabina mocked a curtsy as she took a seat, playing along with his game “Even mademoiselles get seduced and their souls sucked dry” She remarked in a teasing tone and turned her attention back to the redhead who was making up the Black Russian for her. Her breasts suddenly more popping than usual in the corset and it tempted Sabina to take her own corset-designed nails and rake them over the smooth leather. The Irish woman winked towards Sabina and slid the glass to her which the Romanian all happily took into her left hand and took her first sip sighing out contently as she tasted the vodka within the drink. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- Her name was Maggie, Sabina noted down to remember this and giggled hearing her question “I have no idea my dear Maggie, believe it or not this is my first time I’m wearing a nipple sticker” Sabina shook her pink hair out of her face still chuckling as she took another sip from the drink. She almost spat it out when she saw the male bartender tease one of the Greek boys who was dressed up like an anime character, Sabina having no clue what anime or manga was like wished Miho was here. Miho would love to see his costume and tell Sabina who the hell he was dressed up as. Taking another drink, Sabina giggled into her glass hearing Dixie call out “Fairyyy” to the male bartender just as Mia made her way to the bar all decked out as the famous warrior princess herself. Elsewhere some loud overexcited loud bloke was screaming “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Sabina arched a pierced eyebrow towards the Deathclub queen and grinned at her cheekily “You did what now Mia?” Her dark eyes approving of Mia’s costume.

Tikool: Melissa steps into the rest room and throws her back pack off, grabbing small red pieces of clothes she takes off her jacket and jeans and shoes, slipping on her tiny red top and matching bottoms she plants fox ears on her her. Looking In the mirror and fixes the ears making sure they are even, then pulling out huge red and black emo boots and smirking. “ Damn… hope I fit in.” Slipping in the boots she poses looking into the mirror pulls out the final piece of her get up, a white feather looking cloth. Placing it on her right hip she’s finally ready to enjoy the night and hopefully talk to the boss about DJing. Melissa finally steps out into the club again, scanning the bar she does a look as she hears “ MIA KISSED MY ASS “ shaking her head as it confused the red off her face she walks to the bar. Feeling good and still dancing to the beat in her head, she sings to herself sitting at the bar “ Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Playing around with the song in her head as those are NOT the correct lyrics she nods her head to her own beat waiting to have a drink completely gone almost in a daze.

iShatteredSanity: -A soft purr like sound parted Demetrios’ lips as Dix’s lips made contact with his. That was his addiction, his drug, and he wanted that, he craved for that, he needed that. Once the kiss was over, the game with their eyes started. Winking back at Dix, Demetrios patiently waited for her to come back with his drink and shots. Of course he had noticed that Mia had arrived, dressed up like Xena from the TV series and he was surprised by the similarity to the actor. That was something that even Alexandros had noticed.- [Alexandros.] “Ahhhh… The wet dreams of our teenage years. How many times I jerked off to some lesbian fantasies of Xena and her sidekick, only my hand knows.” –He said to Demetrios, not caring if Mia heard him as she sat next to him. Demetrios could not help himself but laugh and nod his head.- [Demetrios.] “Man, she was, no, she still is some fine piece. But you can keep her, I have someone else now and you don’t want to mess with a witch.” –Demetrios said. Alexandros looked at Dixie and then back at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “But you are the Grim Reaper. I thought that witches can’t do a thing to the Grim Reaper. Only his son, Death the Kid went to ask for their help to fight the Kishin at the moon. And…” –He looked at Demetrios who was looking back at him with an eyebrow arched.- [Demetrios.] “Thank you asshole for the spoiler. I was saving the last 20 chapters for later.” –He said and cracked his neck a few times.- [Alexandros.] “Oh, okay. Uhm, my bad then.” –He said and shrugged his shoulders before looking at Mia and poking her side.- “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” –He said. Suddenly Demetrios turned his head towards the direction of a voice that shouted “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Demetrios shuddered a bit and shook his head.- [Demetrios.] “I am not going to touch that ass, let alone tattoo that thing on him. No fucking way.” –He said and looked back at Dixie who was pouring the drink and the shots, winking again. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena and Anna were having a good time, not fucking or licking each other, but rather kissing, caressing and fondling each other. It was still too soon for them, but Helena hoped that she could get some more people to join them later on. And she had already spotted a few chicks on the floor. One blond woman who was dressed like a vampire with some D cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder how well she could suck. A woman with blue hair who was dressed like an alien creature with E cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder if she could survive in the harsh environment of her breasts. And a few more women that made Helena horny as fuck and literally drooling. Anna knew about that and she could not help but snicker.- [Anna.] “Mistress can do anything She wants to me, i will certainly not mind.” –Anna said and kissed Helena’s stomach above her clothes. Helena smiled softly and ran her hand through Anna’s hair.- [Helena.] “I know my dear, I know. And I am grateful to have you.” –Helena said and Anna purred like a small kitten. || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai were checking the ones who wanted to walk in and they did not even stop to fart, so to say. Many people with costumes and only a very few of them without, were getting checked and walked inside when they flashed an ID. But of course there were those who had nothing and they were sent back home and were not allowed to walk inside.- [Nikolai.] “Stupid kids. You know, ID or not go in.” –He mumbled to himself and shook his head while doing his job.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie smiled at Dem, and said to him through the wall of sound, coming from the DJ stand. “Babe…I gotta do this.”- She went out the back and quickly picked up the phone to the DJ, who answered it right away. “Yo Dix baby…you got this all organised?” – Dixie was like the cat with cream, looking decidely evil as she twirled a black lock of hair. “Oh yeah…when I give the signal…you go!”- The DJ laughed and then you could hear a huge boom, as the music was turned off, and there were flood lights on the centre staging stand. Dixie turned to Inga, and Nikolas and shouted. “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!”- Maggie looked bewildered, pouring a drink and said “Huh?” – Not missing a beat, she dragged Maggie, whose heels clattered on the hard floor, and led her up to the dance area, Nikolas and Inga following close behind, and they took up their places behind the microphone stands, as Maggie got dragged out the front, Dixie being handed a mic from one of the sound specialists. “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT.. *she looked at her through her web netting and smirked*…MAGGIE MALONE!”- she handed the mic to Maggie and then went to take her place with the others, Nikolas, trying to pull a Euro note out of his cleavage. Maggie gulped, and then held her hand up, since the light was so bright, cast down on her. The DJ, started the music, and Maggie curled her fingers around the mic, raising it to her lips, about to sing.

“I’ll….put a spell on you….and now your mine….You better stop the things that you’re doin’, I said, “Watch out, I ain’t lyin'”, yeah!”- All three behind her were swaying in time, as Maggie moved her arms as though casting a spell on the audience. ” I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down. *she went waltzing out to the front, and then started to take off her gloves, and toss them at the audience, one at a time, as she purred. “I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right!”- Dixie cackled and whooped from up the back, and Nikolas lifted his skirts as though it was the can can and flashed a pair of gold lame undies. “Wohoooo!”- Inga near fainted as she danced along side him “Vhat a cock!” <3>

LadyBelz: While waiting for her drink, Mia chuckled as she overheard the conversation between Alex and Dem about their perverted teenage fantasies. Who didn’t dream of Xena and Gabby getting it on? Mia had on more than one occassion, which lead to being bisexual. “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” she heard Alex say as he poked her in the side. She ducked away from the probing finger with a small laugh. She hated being poked, she was ticklish, an unknown fact to everyone who knew her. She leaned close to his ear to be heard over the music. “Want me to kiss your ass too?” She grinned and winked at him. Meanwhile, across the club, a man in a Phantom of the Opera costume was watching the bar from the corner he had hidden himself in. Whom he was looking at was unknown, but he wasn’t bothering anyone so he was pretty much left to his own devices. “So Dem, what would you do if that guy came to your shop wanting my lips tattooed to his ass? Would you…service…him?” She teased, emphasizing the word “service” with a wink and a lick of her lips. She loved getting the man riled up when she could. Dixie seemed to bring out his playful side and she was glad to see it. The man clearly didn’t smile enough before she entered his life. And now Mia was proud of the way he seemed to be handling himself these days, not so closed off and unapproachable. She turned in her seat to get a glimpse of Maggie singing and she swayed along with the music, laughing at Nick when he flashed his gold undies at anyone who was looking. “I swear if he wasn’t so hung up on Maggie, I’d wonder if that man was gay. He is entirely too comfortable dressed like that.” she chuckled.

LuciL: Sabina had finished her first glass of the Black Russian overhearing the cartoon dressed Greek young man fawn over Mia’s costume “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” Chewing on the cherries that had been spiked on the silver toothpick in her mouth, Sabina chuckled softly under her breath watching as Dixie strode past Maggie shouting to the rest of the bartenders “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!” Sabina arched her eyebrow up again not knowing that Maggie had a hidden talent then again she had just gotten herself acquainted with the Irish woman and watched the four go the main catwalk in the centre of the Deathclub. Turning around in her stool, though keeping an eye on her time knowing she would have to start grabbing her tips. Sabina saw an orange fox-girl sit down at the bar singing loudly “Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Only one girl Sabina knew that loved her rum. Giggling at how cute Melissa looked, Sabina finished the cherries on her stick and stood up as Mia taunted the ‘Grim reaper’ about servicing the man whose ass she had kissed. Grinning and shaking her head, Sabina walked around the bar and huggled Melissa from behind, kissing her red hair “Good evening my sweet Mel” and left the girl quickly as Dixie’s voice announced through the speakers “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT…MAGGIE MALONE!” Taking up one of the poles that was elevated near the tesla coils bouncing with a mix of green lighting and electricity. Sabina hopped onto the platform, she wasn’t going to dance just yet. Her eyes transfixed as Maggie enchanted the crowd with her vocals, so that was her talent! A voice to draw in and keep you fixated for even Sabina was staring as she felt herself swaying on the platform, her ‘tail’ swishing between her legs and around her ankles. She would have stared more at the redheaded vixen if she didn’t catch sight of the male bartender whooping around like a cancan dancer in his yellow gown, Sabina laughed as she heard someone close to her pole mumble “Thats one way of expressing he isn’t afraid of what he does” Looking down Sabina saw Josef dressed up as Captain Hook waving his cutlass at her along with a charming smile on his Spanish face “Senorita Sabina…” Grinning, Sabina kneeled down and pecked his cheek “Welcome back Josef dragul meu” Lifting herself back up, Sabina continued watching Maggie work the crowd by using just her vocals, though the long gloves had been pulled off by now, teasing the crowd ‘She could be one hell of an escort’ Sabina thought to herself smiling wickedly.

Tikool: Getting her drink Melissa perks up as she’s hugged from behind “ Good evening my sweet Mel” Turing around Rina was already gone before Melissa could react, “ That’s getting paid Rina. “ Smiling she drinks her rum as another redhead sings and people stare in amazement. She turns the others as a male bartender in his yellow gown doing his thing, staring she walks up to the crowd around the bar and yells “ HEY have we met? Like in a store a day or two ago? “ Pulling out her phone she goes to snap another picture, “ If so you should so serve me a drink. Think of it as part two if you’re who I think you are.” Downing her rum and a few fast gulps she simply waits for a reply while shaking her bum to the music plays with her cup at the bar. “ I HOPE this is the guy I met before.. otherwise round two of making of fool of myself. And I NEED to talk to the owner or caretaker or whatever she is called. I wanna work here.”

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iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios looked at Dixie as she passed him his drink and the shots, telling him that she had to do that. What did she had to do? Demetrios looked at Dix with curiosity when he heard the DJ talk. Had they planned something and he was not aware? Oh, that was surely a surprise and caught Dem off guard, so to say, but it was more than welcome. Demetrios took the drink and his share of shots in front of him, gulping the shots and looking at the DJ and Maggie on the scene. When Maggie began singing and after he had killed his shots, he took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking it slowly while enjoying those moments. Her voice angelic and a lullaby to everyone’s ears. Everyone from the club was focused on her alone and they swayed their heads and bodies in the same rhythm, creating a wave of some sort. That was truly magnificent. But Demetrios was not focused on Maggie, his eyes were locked on Dixie, his Dixie, admiring how she looked and feeling blessed to have her with him. Alexandros on the other hand was somehow busy with Mia who was giggling and laughing like a high school girl after she was poked. Alexandros smirked slightly at her reaction and thought that it was his words that compared her with the actor of Xena. “Want me to kiss your ass too?”, Mia had whispered that question to his ear before winking at him. Alexandros chuckled and leaned to whisper to her ear.- [Alexandros.] “A kiss, yeah, but not on my ass. I was thinking about a kiss somewhere else.” –He said and chuckled once more while licking her earlobe before pulling back and getting ready to either avoid or defend on an imminent slap on his face. But it was Demetrios who grabbed Alexandros’ jacket and pulled him a bit back to look at Mia better.- [Demetrios.] “There is no fucking way in hell that I am going to tattoo his ass. Nah, no fucking way.” –He said and shook his head before shrugging his shoulders and pushing Alexandros back on his seat. Alexandros turned his head to look at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “I guess I am glad that I was not holding my drink, otherwise I would kick your ass.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios smirked devilishly as he flipped Alexandros off.- [Demetrios.] “You would need some serious skills, but you are always welcome to spar me. Just like the old days.” –He said and patted Alexandros’ back while laughing along with his old friend.- [Alexandros.] “Good idea. I need to stretch a bit after all.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios nodded.- [Demetrios.] “Alright, lets have some fun later in the week.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena had already called a few women from the dancefloor, especially the blonde vampire, the blue haired alien, another woman who was dressed like Jason Voorhees, and another one dressed like a cat. They all were relaxing themselves, drinking a few drinks and kissing each other, warming up for the big even later on. || Outside now. Ivan and Nikolai kept checking for IDs, driving licenses and/or passports and most of the customers had already walked inside, leaving only a few of them outside. Once everyone was in, they finally took some time to relax and began talking about random stuff, like football games, women and drinks. None of them could see the shadow that lurked in a shadowy and dark corner about 100 meters away from them, lurking like a wild animal before it attacks its prey.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Maggie came to the end of the song on a high note. “I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down..*she raised her arms out and smiled as she saw Sabina dancing on the platform, her tail whipping around her. Maggie brought the house down with.* I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right and I took it down!” As the crowd applauded and whistled, Maggie turned around and ran opened armed to Dixie, who she nearly knocked off the stage, squealing and such, the microphone would get feedback and hiss violently. “I DID IT…I SANG!”- she screamed in Dixie’s ear, only making Dixie look startled and nodding away till her hat nearly fell off. Inga led everyone down off the platform, knowing that they would have to go to back to work, Nikolas all hot and sweaty, fanning himself madly. “I don’t know how you ladies dress like this.” Inga and Dixie looked at each other and then at Nikolas and said in unison “We don’t.” Before erupting in laughter and taking their places back behind the bar. Maggie who was so chuff from singing, nudged Nikolas and said. “Now you see why I told you to dress as Rocky….You going to cook in that, ya Feek.”- <3>