Hi I have an idea for a roleplay I tried posting once but it did not work so here I go again
its a girl dragged into a pimps world after an innocent visit to a club she should not have visited,
the characters are
selina (which is the character I want to play)
The pimp
alaya (though she may take no further part in the story)
and any other new characters you can think up that fits
the story
which does as follows
I am a 19 year old student sent to the US by my parents to study, lonely and shy I make friends with a black student alayaan african American she was confident and from the projects but has studied hard,
One day alaya asked me to accompany her to a local RnB nightclub, not wanting to disappoint her I agree. Seeing my dowdy and preppy clothes she offerd to lend me one of her dresses, all Saturady we spend giggling and making each others faces up she decided to apply thick glosses makeup on my tiny oriental face delighting in seeing me blush and flush with embarrassment as I see in thre mirror how slutty and cheap she has made me look, I protersted but she insisted that this is the right makeup for this club
I took out the most conservative party dress I can find in her closet , she laughs at my choice snatching it away from me she throws a dress she picks out for me onto the bed
"think chink trash my girl i dont want you looking like my mother" she teases as I blush red
We take a cab to the club, i head the click clacking of the cheap stilletoes alayahas insisted I must wear, I tremble as we enter the door way, it was a long dark winding coridor in the distance I can hear the heavy beat of rap music, as we get closer I can hear more and more of the lyrics "bitch" trash" "fuck my booty whore", I blush in embarrassment alayasees my discomfort and smiles as we approach the reception a huge black man stood by the box office which was fenced in iron bars, inside a big fat black women sold tickets the black man looks us up and down, in a deep voice
"2 bitches eh? okay, no charge in ya go"
a huge black iron door swings open as we step into the club, the smell of a strange sweet smoke hits my senses as the loudmusic seem to burst my ear drums Gangstar rap, I look in shock at the crowd of black faces, and the half dressed black women wriggle and shaking their hips on the dance floor, alayastarted to straight away flirt with the men who brought her drink after drink, after half an hour of me following her nerveously from couch to couch, she looks at me and smiles "selina honey I am going with Daryl here to the "get to know you better room"
she giggles, "dotn be such a puppy dog, go enjoy yourself okay, see you back at the flat"
I look with dispair as I watch her go into the heavy oak doored room leaving me alone
isolated in the black crowd and my friend gone I wander aimlessly for a while seeign the dancers and the men some now ogling me I walk away nerveously to the bar and ask the bar tender to call me a cab for home, he motions me to a corner table "I call yeh when is here baby it may take a while saturday nights you know" he smiles at me lustfully
I smile nerveously thanking him as I meekly sit in the corner my head lowered as I clutch nerveously at my handbag, wishing the skirt to grow and cover my trembling scared frame.
I sit there for what seems ages until I sense a presence I look up and before me....................
its a girl dragged into a pimps world after an innocent visit to a club she should not have visited,
the characters are
selina (which is the character I want to play)
The pimp
alaya (though she may take no further part in the story)
and any other new characters you can think up that fits
the story
which does as follows
I am a 19 year old student sent to the US by my parents to study, lonely and shy I make friends with a black student alayaan african American she was confident and from the projects but has studied hard,
One day alaya asked me to accompany her to a local RnB nightclub, not wanting to disappoint her I agree. Seeing my dowdy and preppy clothes she offerd to lend me one of her dresses, all Saturady we spend giggling and making each others faces up she decided to apply thick glosses makeup on my tiny oriental face delighting in seeing me blush and flush with embarrassment as I see in thre mirror how slutty and cheap she has made me look, I protersted but she insisted that this is the right makeup for this club
I took out the most conservative party dress I can find in her closet , she laughs at my choice snatching it away from me she throws a dress she picks out for me onto the bed
"think chink trash my girl i dont want you looking like my mother" she teases as I blush red
We take a cab to the club, i head the click clacking of the cheap stilletoes alayahas insisted I must wear, I tremble as we enter the door way, it was a long dark winding coridor in the distance I can hear the heavy beat of rap music, as we get closer I can hear more and more of the lyrics "bitch" trash" "fuck my booty whore", I blush in embarrassment alayasees my discomfort and smiles as we approach the reception a huge black man stood by the box office which was fenced in iron bars, inside a big fat black women sold tickets the black man looks us up and down, in a deep voice
"2 bitches eh? okay, no charge in ya go"
a huge black iron door swings open as we step into the club, the smell of a strange sweet smoke hits my senses as the loudmusic seem to burst my ear drums Gangstar rap, I look in shock at the crowd of black faces, and the half dressed black women wriggle and shaking their hips on the dance floor, alayastarted to straight away flirt with the men who brought her drink after drink, after half an hour of me following her nerveously from couch to couch, she looks at me and smiles "selina honey I am going with Daryl here to the "get to know you better room"
she giggles, "dotn be such a puppy dog, go enjoy yourself okay, see you back at the flat"
I look with dispair as I watch her go into the heavy oak doored room leaving me alone
isolated in the black crowd and my friend gone I wander aimlessly for a while seeign the dancers and the men some now ogling me I walk away nerveously to the bar and ask the bar tender to call me a cab for home, he motions me to a corner table "I call yeh when is here baby it may take a while saturday nights you know" he smiles at me lustfully
I smile nerveously thanking him as I meekly sit in the corner my head lowered as I clutch nerveously at my handbag, wishing the skirt to grow and cover my trembling scared frame.
I sit there for what seems ages until I sense a presence I look up and before me....................
