Dusk til Dawn rp....At Wild Dolls

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Here is the story kids..hop on the highway coming out of New York City or PA or whatever. Keep driving until you hit that part of South New Jersey where they got farms still. Your going to find exit 69 (before anyone hops in your cars trust me these directions won't work) pull off there and head down the road. There will be a dirt road cut off before the one horse town on the exit sign. I think it is call Loupissville anyway you don't want to go there so you head down the road. Then you will see it...


Wild Dolls.... A huge red neon sign is on the roof of the place. A huge stone warehouse looking place. Even has wood beams inside. Legend holds that it is a hold over from prohibition where they smuggled over booze into New Jersey and distributed it to the rest of the region. Anyway if by some miracle you miss the sigh the huge flames shooting into the air should tip you off since you can see them from the road. The place is surrounded by a high fence with only one gate. You drive through there and a bunch of Italian kids in black t-shirts and blue jeans carrying shotguns will greet you and ask you to pay for parking. More of a suggested donation so that your rigg is there when it comes back....well when in Rome kid.

So you park infront of the place. Only three sections cars/suvs, bikes, and tracker trailers. Most are having a good time drinking in the parking lot already and that is all well in good but the buyers for the place are inside. They ususally start making deals around midnight...but the food ain't bad so go in and relax. The entrance is two huge steel door and plenty more bouncers like those at the door. As you walk up the steps there are at least a dozen little platforms with girls shaking it in bikinis and high heels. They will blow you a kiss and make you smile as you head into the bar.

Well inside is a different story all together. It is huge in there with a bar that is like a mile long with a dozen topless girls tending bar and row after row of topshelf booze. Hell even in the speed rack no cheap stuff. Same prizes though on the outside. Square tables seating six are the only the only option but they are all over the place. Intermixed with the tables are pool tables that are real nice. The waitresses dressed in black shorts and red bras can take your order. They are all over the place and bring huge portions of chinese and American food. Great cheeseburgers and pork fried rice. By the bathrooms also pretty large are are the dart boards. On the side stage is some wild devil worshipping band. One night they slaughtered sheep while they played a set. Another night well almost any night two lesbains go at it while they play on the stage. The mainstage though only has girls and three poles that go up to the full three stories.

Oh back to the girls well this place beats anywhere else. White, Asian, Black, natural, silicone, sweet and sexy looking to goth and trashy. It is all there from former Russian hookers to hot hometown model want-a-be's all there for yoru pleasure. If you bring a lady friend don't worry she will have fun too...

So kid if you need a fence for your product whether it is guns, drugs, or some stuff you stole this is the place. I mean like there is a million in cash there at all times never mind what is in the till every night. So go there and make more money then you ever could and have the time of your life. Come home with stories like I have kid.









So that is when the guy on the motorcycle with the red helmet and full leathers drove off into the night. Not before tossing me a Wild Dolls' match book with directions written in red on the inside.


OOC: This is how is starts guys. Sorry for the delays but with all the movie marathons over Halloween I have plenty of ideas. I love your character guys. Oh an a bit of advice. Don't try to kill each other. There will be plenty of others who will want to.........(evil GM laugh here.) So get your driving food and road beers, clean your piece and load up your vehicle and leave the safety of the city and your home neighborhoods.
 
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OOC: I suppose its ladies first lol....


IC: Isadora examined the latest shipment carefully, she had an eye for detail and knew high quality merchandise when she saw it.
The Columbians that she was dealing with tonight didn't understand what they had in their possession-she knew that much. She also knew that this wasn't their shipment, they'd killed the original carriers and now they needed to unload the stuff.

She cut a small slit in the plastic and carefully dipped a manicured nail into the snow white power. She brought it to her nose and quickly snorted it. It was pure, just as she thought. And they had kilos of it.

"We want one hundred thousand dollars in U.S. currency for each man." The nervous looking young Columbian blurted out in fractured English.

She smiled, full scarlet lips pulling back to reveal starteling white teeth. "Done." She opened up a black leather briefcase, inside were stacks of twenties, fifties, and hundreds. She began to count out two hundred thousand dollars, placing the stacks on the table beside the case as the two men watched with excitement.

And before the two men could react, from under the stack of bills in the case she pulled out a .45 and unloaded the clip into the two thieves.

She placed the money back in the case along with the gun and loaded the kilos of cocaine back into their respective cases.
The two men she had with her didn't say a word as they walked past the two corpses and began loading the cases into the trunk of her black vintage GTO. The trunk had a hidden compartment, seperate from the main space that concealed her cargo in case of random searches. Today it was filled to capacity with several cases of varying shapes and sizes. At least her recent additons wouldn't be lonely....

She took a metal case out of the cab of her car and handed it to her bodyguards.
"A little thank you present," she smiled, "enjoy it...and give Uncle Carmine my gratitude."

And without a word she climbed into the car and sped off.

After she left the two men opened the case. Inside was fifty thousand dollars in cash, a small navy velvet bag containing several small to medium sized diamonds and half a kilo of blow.
The taller one half smiled, "I always liked her."



Meanwhile....

Isadora sped down the highway out of the city, she had a destination...a place that she'd heard rumors about....the place to be if you had a lot of stuff to unload...and she did.
Guns...drugs...you name it...
She smiled to herself, lighting up a clove cigarette as she pulled off onto exit 69...the red sign glowing in the distance Wild Dolls...
 
"Yeah huh."
Kevin had done his best to look like the playboy of the bar. When he came in, all new clothes, vintage and pressed, he had bought the entire place a round of drinks. He had instantly moved over to the high rollers section, pouring it out like candy to them.
He expressed his own business, foreign trade and stock exchange, boring office stuff. And, in turn, they filled him in on some of their goings and doings.
So... here they were. Everyone getting drunk, secrets being weeded out of the woodwork, and dancers as far as the eye could see. He had easily spent a thousand dollars of money he didn't have, on these fucking assholes, and what they told him was nothing more than penny and dime shit.
But... as the night grew on, things got more and more interesting. Deals would be done, contracts signed. With any luck, and a little perservierance, Kevin might just get the big haul after all.
Besides, what good theif isn't going to let his hand down before the final round...
He bought more drinks.
 
Chris's bike sped along the road his mouth was dry and his back ached from the long ride he needed somewhere to pull over. When he saw the large neon signs he thanked god for the small miracle. Driving into the parking area he stepped off his bike and walked toward the entrance. He could sense tension in the air and he checked to make sure he had access to his knives. The first was a large riveted hunting knife he had tucked away under his leather jacket. The second was a small switchblade he kept in his sock. Satisfied he could reach them in time if any trouble started he entered the bar. Sitting down he ordered a beer from a ver attractive petite blonde woman. She smiled as he handed her the money with a large tip which she slid down her top. Smiling he took a deep swig of beer and sat back feeling the tension leave his body.
 
Eddie's 16-wheeler rolled to a stop in front of the Wild Dolls with a hiss. The massive diesel engined chugged on last time, then quieted before Eddie climbed out. His heavy combat boots kicked up a slight puff of dust as he jumped down and pulled down a plain cardboard box and tucking it under one arm, strolled into the bar.

He ducked and dodged the patronage, making a few not very subtle looks at some of the prettier scenery as he made his way to the bar.

"Git me a beer." He said to the bartender. "and I have a liquor delivery for the place."

The bartender frowned, looking quickly at a clipboard. "There's no delivery for tonight. You got an invoice?"

Eddie snorted. "Yeah, like half the shit in here has an 'invoice' right? Look, I got Jonny Walker, Chivas Regal, Absolut and some special shit..." he opened the box, taking out a simple jam jar full of clear liquid.
" Take a snort for free. This shit'll get the fire to shoot out of yer ass! Real moonshine, and kick ass moonshine at that."

Eddie closed the box, keeping one arm over it protectivly.

"So are we dealing, or should I tell you to go piss up a rope and go elsewhere?"
 
OOC: Bit of advice when in Rome......their bar and they are armed.

Isadora

You rocket down the highway and soon your on a dirty road. As your high priced heel presses down on the gas pedal you get a bumpy ride. The crew guarding the gate give plenty of cat calls and say you park on the house tonight.....They will even keep the blood of your car.

You park with an odd assortment of cars and see everyone from NY Getto boyz in beatup vans to Yukooza in custom Jags.

The flames shoot from the walls and the neon glows so bright that you feel the heat from it. You walk past a knife fight and a tattooed stripper kicking the crap out of a biker who thought it would be fun to climb on her platform.
Once you head in you see the wild scene unfold before you...you notice a few girls blow you kisses as you walk around looking for you want to kill sometime.

A blond with the tips of her hair died red and silver earing walks up to you....her silicone filled breasts bounce against you as she walks up to you with a smile. She is wearing a t-shirt that says Wild Dolls...of exit 69

"Hey hun? You eating? drinking? or whatever?"



Kevin

As you drink and play the playboy role more then a few of the rowdy crowd come over to thank you for the beers. A few flaps on the bar and an offer of cigaretts. You given your own table and like in any strip club you flash cash you get company. A tanned dark haired Spanish beauty in a black thong and bra is on your lap while a silicone filled blond sits on the edge of your table rubbing her stilleto foot against your cav.

You do notice a new female face walk into the massive bar thought that isn't help. She is sharply dressed and looks like she is here for business.

Before you can look further the girl from the bar comes over. She looks about 40 and has a few miles on her she is wearing a t-shirt that says Wild Dolls...of exit 69 and blue jeans and cowboy boots.

With a swift movement she slams a switch blade into the table. You notice a hand written check is blow it with $500 written at the bottom circled.

"I let you off easy babe. Only gave them beer. Don't buy a round for the house and not pony up the cash. I got yeah a tab. Have a credit card or more cash for me?" She smiles at you and then playfully at the girls.

Chris

Sure enough you find a place in the middle of nowhere it would seem. Come to think of it when ever you have been on a run you never came this way before....? Well what the hell it looks fun. You park in the biker section and more then a few look at you bike. You count maybe a dozen different gangs and at least that many chapters of the largest in NJ The Death Knights are around.

When you do sit down at the massive bar you notice a sexy well dressed woman at the front getting waited on by a pretty waitress. At a table by the bar by himself is a guy enjoying the company of two ladies. You notice largely because all the other tables are are crowd and a few are even fighting for chairs. At one end of the bar two sex girls both in red bikinis and black heels are dancing on it. At the other side a Asian girl is spitting fire with help of a whiskey bottle and a torch.

The petite young thing that serves you a huge stein of beer smiles and gives you a peck on the cheek. She leaves a menu and walks away then turns back.

"Let me know if you want cigaretts, booze, or food or anything."

On her back which is exposed thanks to her bikini top is a rising sun tattoo with Nikki written in red under it.


Eddie

You find the place no problem. Frankly it is pretty hard to miss with the sign and the shooting flames. Good thing they have truck parking. Your not sure if you drive over some drunk but you get a good spot by the entrance.

Once inside the busty dark haired bartender listens to you as she fills you a large metal stein of beer fromone of the many taps. On the back of her Wild Dolls t-shirt is her name, Wendy.

She smirks and drinks it.
"Not bad honey. All this is payed for by the way I hate dealing with you damn independants. So look hun. Drink quitely and don't cause any problems. I have seen a million tough guys. Your new so here is what happens. Around midnight the buyer's for the place come out and talk to you all.....ah sellers."

She walks of but turns back and says, "you paying or you doing a tab? Hope you can pay cash though honey. Mangement doesn't look well on those who can pay their debts. Now you hungry or anything?' She gives you a toothy smile.
 
"Oh... always about the money," Kevin only smiles, as he rolls out his own wad of cash. Spending money to make money, as they say. He could easily go through this like candy though, for the very reason that at the end of the night, he doubles, or triples his own investment.
All about the odds.
The stack was in hundreds, and he singled out 15 of them.
"Why not another round on me, hun," He slid it across the table towards her, "This time, bring out the good shit. Too many people around here are sober!"
He laughed as he could hear the cheers going around. Yes, they were eating out ot the palm of his hands now.
"And," He said, noticing the sharp dressed woman coming in, "Some information too, if I could. Who's she? What's she doing here?"
He could smell money coming off of her, almost taste it. Women here, were a rarity... ones not shaking their ass on stage, that is. It intrigued him to see her here. Perhaps, perhaps he could make his bank with just one person.
 
The veteran barimaid just smiles and takes the cash, "you could have just said so sweety. I am Angela btw. " She glanced back the bar seeing a rowdy crowd form after hearing you offer.


"Okay looks like I have lot of glassses to fill thanks to you and as to the woman. Can't say much other then she doesn't work her and it is here first time here for that matter. So what ya drinking?"


A handful of guys come by and nod or pat you on the back saying thanks in Italian, Russian, Japanese, and Spainish as well as English.



Seems as if you made a few friends for now.
 
Isadora half smiled at the girl, surveying her surroundings-getting a feel for the place.

"I'll take a Grey Goose Martini, extra olives." She peeled a twenty off the money clip in her pocket and handed it to the server.

She gripped the handle of the chrome case tightly and headed over to an empty seat at the bar.
 
Isadora

The girl with the huge breasts takes your cash with a smile, "good get to get something down from the topshelf. Though even in the speed rack is Absolute." She walks of to the bar and soon returns with your drink on a natkin.

"He you go love. So what else can I get you? Food? Lapdance? Another drink?" She places a menu down infront of you and you find half has the typical confort foods of cheese burgers and fries and the otherside chinese.

You watch girls dance and grind to the metal band on stage. You do notice above the lights is a catwalk being patrolled by the same kind of guards outside.

The girl begins to wipe down the bar and looks at your briefcase. "Oh you got stuff to sell they will be in a few hours. Around midnight they come around to buy all the good stuff."
 
Isadora smiled, taking the drink. "thanks. Keep the change."
She looked around for a moment, "come to think of it...I will take a dance."
The barstool she sat on hiked up her short pinstriped miniskirt enough to show off lace of her black thigh high stockings.
The matching jacket was custom tailored to her slender frame with enough room in back to carry concealed.
The jacket was cut as to show the fringe of her black lace demi bra, and the swell of her ample bosom.

Glancing at the clock on the wall she took note of the time....midnight seemed like a long ways away....might as well make the most of it.
 
Eddie frowned. "Midnight?" He checked his watch. "Well, I suppose there's worse places to wait."

He shrugged, reaching into his wallet just as some other guy announced loudly; "Why not another round on me, hun,"

Eddie smiled shrugging at Wendy. Guess he'll be picking up the first one my dear. But I'll take a second and a pack of Marlboro Reds."

Eddie tossed a $20.00 on the counter then pulled out one of his final cigs, lighting it with his Zippo.

"So Wendy, it's not like this place is subtle, so how do you keep the cops from shutting this all down?"
 
Chris smiled as the stranger called a round on him. Waving over nikki he smiled "ill have a...." he paused looking at his empty glass and decided since it was on someone else hed go for soemthin else "Whiskey" . He smiled his thanx as he was served and took a sip feeling the warmth if the spirit run through his body relaxing him. The barstool was doing nothing for his back and he looked around for a place to sit. Everyone was taken cursing he turned and watched nikki. He couldnt understand why he was so taken by her shrugging he put it down to the atmosphere.
 
Isadora

The girl behind the bar nods taking your cash. "Okay thanks babe. I will send someone over for ya....." You see her walk off down to the other end of the bar where a group of girls are hanging out.

Soon after a girl struts her way over to you in a catholic school girl uniform though it has a few modifications since you were in school. She has added a pair of red devil horns, black fishnets, and red stilleto heels. Her blouse is open and shows off her lovely milky white breasts incased in a red lace bra. She is sucking on a lollipop and stops infront of you with a smile.

"Hi I am Angel...," she giggles. "One of like 12 that work around here tonight. So Maria tells me you want a lapdance? I will make you feel so good baby. This is my first night so I need to build up a client base. Especially pretty ones."

With a smile she sits down next to you and puts her hand on your thigh.


Eddie

Wendy just nods and goes under the counter and pulls out a carton and takes out a pack and passes it to you and takes your cash.

Oddly enough as you light up you notice there are no matches on the bar. Cocktail natkins have the name of the bar and even the glasses due but no matches are around.

Wendy looks over at you and just smirks. "This place has been around here along time. The cops have better things to do then waste time here with us and besides why bother."

She passes you your change for the smokes and drink. The drinks are cheap here you find.


Chris

Nikki pours you a second shot as she hears the cry for another free round and puts a bottle of beer down with it.

"Here you go babe. You sore or something? We do massages here to if you didn't know. Want a girl for a back rub or dance let me know. Oh and the cheese steak is pretty good. It is today's special.






The clock on the wall says....... 8:45pm
 
Chris thought he figured hed need to line his stomach with something before he got to drinking too heavily so he ordered the cheese stake. He began to eat and noticed the clock only 8 45 maybe he wouldnt start drinking too heavily for a few more hours. Wolfing down the food he couldnt actually remember the last time he had eaten a good meal.
 
That was exactly how Kevin worked. He had begun to show up one of the business men, drunken pissing contest... metaphorically speaking, although with a little coaxing, he was sure it might end up with that.
"Ok... ok, fine, you're on."
He got up, against the regret of several newly made friends, and even more upset girls.
"Just give me a minute," He smiled, moving up to the bar. He settled in a spot next to the woman. His eyes fluttered down to the case...
"Yeah," He called to the girl on the bar, "Two bottles of whiskey. Full. I've got a friend over there says he can drink me under the table. We're about to see..."
He flashed his killer golden boy smile, an dropped a couple of twenties on the table.
"You here for business too," He nodded down to her case, as he leaned against the bar, looking out at the one of the girls dancing.
"I am too. A few of my friends are over there... we're just relaxing, talking business. About to have a drinking contest... if you're interested at all?"
He looked her up and down once, always with that smile on his face.
"Are you interested?"
 
Isadora smiled faintly at the girl. She was cute, barely legal...but cute. Her milky white skin was a drastic contrast to her own darker complexion and even darker attire. But she liked it.

She shivered as Angel touched her thigh, "how are you going to do that precious?" She almost purred taking a sip of her drink.

She pulled out a mother of pearl incrusted silver cigarette case and pulled out a long slender clove cigarette.
 
Chris

Your cheesesteak comes over to you on a platter piled high with fries. The girl puts it infront of you with a bottle of ketchup. Seems like a lot of food for a low price but hey who are you to complain.

The clock on the wall buzzes 9:00....and the girl comes over with a large glass of whatever you were drinking. You see this happen all over the bar.

She smiles at you, "free doubles after 9:00pm love."


Kevin

By the time the girl brings over two fresh bottles and glasses on the table the clock reads 10:00 ....

A crowd has gathered to watch this contest and you see some money change hands. A few girls annoyed by the distraction that keeps men from spending money push through to the center.

One pretty Latin girl dressed as a native American princess in warbonet pushes to the center.

"Hey we are the entertainment so take your contest and shove it....I will be nice so if you do you get a free lap dance from April."

She points to a sexy young blond dressed like a slutty cheerleader in high heels.


Isadora

Seems a fast hour goes by with Angel cuddling up close to you for the whole time. You have been to strip joints with a crew or two in your time and this is pretty common if the girl knows the guy or they smell money. Angel really does seem sweet though and looking around at the biker trash it is not hard to see why she would prefer to be around you for the evening.

The drinking contest of some type seems to be starting though there seems to be some dispute over things. You hardly notice since Angel is now straddling you with a stocking foot on each of the stools on either side of you with heels on the floor infront of you......She thursts her hips pushing her couch in your face. She cuddles and slithers up and down your body until she feels like a warm blanket.

She giggles and grinds against your body. She opens her blouse and undoes her front clasp bra and exposes her firm young breasts to you and leans in close taking your free hand and putting it on her left breast......her skin warm and lust as well as soft and sexy in every way.

"MMMM.....natural? Or should I do implants? This just a sample but I am happy to take tips before we go private." She giggles...smiling at you your faces just inches apart.

Just then a house girl who you guess is Mexican walks over in typical black bikini and heels.

"Hey honeys want a third for some spice in back?"

She pushes between the two of you and gives you an icey kiss. Sure there are cold lips but this feels like a stiff that was died in the street from the night before. Odd thing was she seemed normal other wise including her soft touch on your thigh.

Angel gives her a dirty look. "She is mine and I don't need you cutting into my profits!?! Just go out and blow a trucker."

The other girl goes off cursing in Spanish as Angel turns back to you, " she has been here like forever. She keeps me out."





You all look up and the clock reads 10:15pm



OOC okay heads up people the fun starts at midnight. Wished more players were here but I have good ones who can think and survive. Play it smart people.....hope your all having fun still.
 
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