Overview: This thread is about a club in the middle of london and has a reputation of being the best club in the south of england. The front area of the club is similar to a nightclub with the music setup in the corner and serveral stands for people who want to show their dancing off. There is also a private section at the back which you can only gain entry to if you have a identity card. The identity card is given out by the manager to whoever he thinks would make a nice addition to the "club." The backroom is not kept a secret and most people go to the front in hope that they will get invited back.
The back of the Club holds several pole-dancing tables. two high class bars which offers drinks for free. Drugs can also be obtained from the number of waiters that work at the back. The drugs, the drinks and everything at the back is free of charge. There are also 7 rooms, 3 on the ground floor and 4 on the upper floor.
My Character:
Name: Joe Sawnson
Age: 24
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Position at Club: Manager
Appearance:
Eye Colour: Dark Blue
Hair Colour: Black
Back-story: Joe Sawnson had lived the life of where everything had been given to him. Coming from a rich heritage his mother and father had been some of the wealthiest people in london. At the ages of 10 his Mother died leaving just him and his father. Money started to go down hill so his father opened up the "club" which had been an ongoing project of his for 7 years. At the age of 20 Joe had been taught everything about the club bby his father. When Joes reached the age of 21 Joes father died leaving everything to him including the club...
IC:
Joe was sat behind his desk in his office on the upper floor of the club. Looking down at the recent income from the club. The income was as per usual growing at a steady rate. Even with the number of free drinks the back room gave out. The club was still making a tidy profit. Bringing his arm up and jerking it to make the £6000 suit fall back to reveal the £8000 rolex. The doors of the club would be opening soon...
Joe pushed his chair back, standing up he made his way to the door, oening it and stepping out onto the balcony. The balcony overlooked the front of the club and curved around to also view the back of the club as well. The club DJ was already by his records testing them. He looked up and saw Joe giving him the thumbs up.
Joe unhinched a radio from his belt, pressing the "talk" key he said
"Matt, do the lights"
instantly all the lights in the club went off...being replaced by high-powered multi-coloured lights which swirled around on the floor. Sections of the floor had been replaced with plastic glass and udnerneath was a huge fish tank. Neon lights stretched outwards from the DJ as he started the music up. Joe changed the channel reception on his radio, pressing the "talk" key again he said...
"let them in"
The doors of the club were opened, aloowing groups of people in at a time the club was soon full...
I.C end...
PLACES AVAILABLE:
ANyone can take ny position in this thread what are needed most tho are normal partiers who want entrance to the back club. Also needed are
Waiters/Waitresses
Anything else you can think of.
The back of the Club holds several pole-dancing tables. two high class bars which offers drinks for free. Drugs can also be obtained from the number of waiters that work at the back. The drugs, the drinks and everything at the back is free of charge. There are also 7 rooms, 3 on the ground floor and 4 on the upper floor.
My Character:
Name: Joe Sawnson
Age: 24
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Position at Club: Manager
Appearance:
Eye Colour: Dark Blue
Hair Colour: Black
Back-story: Joe Sawnson had lived the life of where everything had been given to him. Coming from a rich heritage his mother and father had been some of the wealthiest people in london. At the ages of 10 his Mother died leaving just him and his father. Money started to go down hill so his father opened up the "club" which had been an ongoing project of his for 7 years. At the age of 20 Joe had been taught everything about the club bby his father. When Joes reached the age of 21 Joes father died leaving everything to him including the club...
IC:
Joe was sat behind his desk in his office on the upper floor of the club. Looking down at the recent income from the club. The income was as per usual growing at a steady rate. Even with the number of free drinks the back room gave out. The club was still making a tidy profit. Bringing his arm up and jerking it to make the £6000 suit fall back to reveal the £8000 rolex. The doors of the club would be opening soon...
Joe pushed his chair back, standing up he made his way to the door, oening it and stepping out onto the balcony. The balcony overlooked the front of the club and curved around to also view the back of the club as well. The club DJ was already by his records testing them. He looked up and saw Joe giving him the thumbs up.
Joe unhinched a radio from his belt, pressing the "talk" key he said
"Matt, do the lights"
instantly all the lights in the club went off...being replaced by high-powered multi-coloured lights which swirled around on the floor. Sections of the floor had been replaced with plastic glass and udnerneath was a huge fish tank. Neon lights stretched outwards from the DJ as he started the music up. Joe changed the channel reception on his radio, pressing the "talk" key again he said...
"let them in"
The doors of the club were opened, aloowing groups of people in at a time the club was soon full...
I.C end...
PLACES AVAILABLE:
ANyone can take ny position in this thread what are needed most tho are normal partiers who want entrance to the back club. Also needed are
Waiters/Waitresses
Anything else you can think of.
