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DarknessTorment

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I'm not sure if this is the board to be doing this on, but I'm looking for a RP. Here's the SL. Lounge singer is down on her luck. Sure she has her fans, but she doesn't make a lot, and to keep her place in the show, she has to service the owner of the place. One night that changes, one of the regulars takes a shine to her. They have some fun, and then he introduces her to a work she never thought she could know. With his help, she starts to take back her life. I'm looking for a good RP'er for this. This will be a mix of sexual scenes, simply talking/RP and romance. My only requirement, the lounge singer needs to have dark hair. Sides that, its pretty much game.

My character

Michael Anthony DeSaint aka Mickey Tripod
(and its not hard to guess why he got that name)
White and Irish with the accent to boot
Age: Looks to be 33
He's stuffy, with dark hair and brown eyes. He chain smokes
He has ties with local sources (Legal and not Legal). He also is independently wealthy. He's a guy that pretty much keeps to himself. He's Irish, from his tone. He's a good tipper, and seems to be a pleasant fellow. Yet he doesn't like rudeness, and he does have a temper, as on several times he's beating a guy up for a snide comment, or for hitting a dame.

I’m basing this RP of some sessions I had a long time ago on AOL with a person called Calina Zahra. If you’d like to see logs of this play, please let me know. This is kind of a new thing for me, as I’ve not done romantic RP in awhile. PM me if interested
 
Azia Lennara

Azia Lennara
Age:25
Occupation:lounge Singer

Azia was pretty good at her job yet, she suffered several setbacks. Money was tight. There were so many things she wanted yet, could not afford herself the luxuries. She kept her dark brown hair neatly trimmed and her skin was as soft as a baby's bottom. Those were the only things she allowed herself to spend extra money on. That was what paid the bills. They wanted beauty. If you had talent that was an extra bonus. Several nights, she cried herself to sleep in her little two room apartment. Listening to the sounds of the lewd lovemaking from above and the crying abuse from below, she sorted out her problems. She had it pretty good compared to those women.

It could be worse she told herself on this particular night, she could be old and used up. As she mounted the stage, she saw him sitting front row at the usual table. She smiled. She always knew he would be there. Even on the worst nights. He was there with a smile and a warm welcome. He made the nights in this shitty little bar worth her time.
 
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