The Nightclub (See OCC to Join)

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The Nightclub is a huge establishment on the edge of London, it is the nightclub of all nightclubs, not only does it have a drinking and dancing area but beyond the guarded door lies the inner area of the nightclub, THe inner area is strictly private and only very wealthy or friends of very wealthy people are allowed into it and of course only the most beautifullest woman are allowed into the inner area..

The inner area offers literally everything, banned UK Alcohol is secretly shipped in and a asortment of drugs are available for sale, there are also a number of private rooms which customers are allowed to rent for a short length of time or just use for one night, these rooms contain all of lifes little luxuries.

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Alec

Character:
Name: Alec Goormak
Age: 26
Eyes: Green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Quite Short
Height: 5ft 7in
Character Description:
Alec Goormak is the manager of the Nightclub, when his father died he left him the original nightclub and a lot of money, so at 23 Alec became the manager of the nightclub, at the age of 25, Alec's saw how much money could be made from drugs and decided to make the Nightclub even bigger, so he created the inner Area of The Nightclub (Above)

IC:

It was a new night, the NIghtclub had opened its doors an hour early due to the earlier nights and almost instantly the customers had come rolling in even the Customers who had access to the inner area had showed up early , this meant that the profits would be rolling in and it would be another sucessfull night, Alec had watched all of this from the balcony above the ground floor, this balcony ran from the nightclub room to the inner area where there was spiralling stairs down to the inner area floor, The Balcony wasn't just to watch his customers come in but it also had a doorway which led to his private bedroom...

Alec stood up from leaning on the balcony fencing and walked along the balcony back into the inner area, he took the spiralling staircase down and started to greet some of his more wealthy clients, when he had finished greeting some of his more beautiful clients he headed into the nightclub area to see if he could find anymore customers that would be better off in the inner area, when he reached there he talked to the head of security who reported what high class people had entered the nightclub and then Alec would approach them...

The head of security pointed to a 30 year old man who seemed to be drunk and was handing out a lot of free drinks, Alec nodded and headed towards the Man, not looking where he was going he bumped into a girl

"Oh, so sorry" He said, embarrassed by the fact that he the manager had bumped into a customer, he turned his head to face the girl but was suddenly speechless, he swore he had seen that face before...
 
Joy

OOC:
Name: Joy Mariner
Age: 24
Eyes: Deep blue, nearly purple
Hair Color: pale golden blonde
Hair Length: just brushing the top of her ass when down, usually worn up, in any style ranging from sleekly elegant to an intricate arrangement of small braids
Height: 5'6"
Character Description:
Joy's father had been the US General in charge of Western Europe for most of her youngest memories until she was nearly 13. He was a close friend of the Elder Mr. Goormak and the two kids had grown up together. When her father had been recalled to Washington, Joy had been beside herself and had promised to write often.

Nearly a decade later she hadn't thought of the Goormack's for years and was busily making a name for herself doing internal auditing for an international business. She was in London for a week on business when she found out The Nightclub was still operational and more sucessful than ever. She simply had to put in an appearance and say hello to her childhood friend.

IC:

The taxi driver had looked at her oddly when she had given him the address, and when he let her out she could see why. It was a madhouse, everyone in the city must know where this place is. Alec had made it the hotspot of London.

She was glad she had decided to dress for the occassion, coming here straight from work would have been an embarassment. She wore a subtly shimmery dress so dark blue it was black in some lights. It had the simple elegance of a highly paid designer's touch, and did all the right things for her delicate frame and soft curves while the color emphasized her large, crystaline eyes. Her hair was partially up, with the ends laying in sleek curls over her shoulders and down her back. She almost seemed to glow in the low light, which suited her fine.

She looked at the line waiting to get in and walked up to the door guard, planning on asking him to get a message to Alec so he could get her in. To her delight, the bouncer nodded and ushered her into the club before she could say a word. Now, she just had to find Alec. Easier said than done, as the place was already swamped.

She was jolted from her thoughts by a man clumsily running into her. She turned to him and found herself staring into some meorable green eyes.

"Alec?"
 
Name: Bruce McCormack
Age: 29
Eyes: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 6'8"
Character Description:
While Bruce started his career as a working class hero, getting everywhere he wanted by hard work and conviction, he has since become less passionate with his work. He has realised that in our western political system no one man can make all the difference. He has also realised, as one of the youngest Parliament representatives, that the system is slow, old and extremely conservative, filled with old right wing men. The situation would be utterly hopeless hadn't he met his old friend Alec Goormak. Bruce had known Alec was running the Nightclub for some time. He was in homeland politics after all. But he would have never thought of going of he hadn't been personally invited.

IC: Bruce hadn't felt this free spirited in along time. He found himself buying drinks for all the ladies he could find. He was living it up. Kind of making up for the youth he'd spent working. He was a recognisable face in local press and he was sure he'd get his picture in the tabloids for doing this. But who cared? It wasn't his job to make labour look good in the papers. They tried that route earliy in his career but he was just too radical. No, tonight was his night. He wondered where Alec had run off to. He had promised to meet him here. He leaned over to the bar tender and was just about to ask about Alec's whereabouts when he saw him. He seemed to be chatting up some girl. A real looker though, but Bruce figured he could butt in. He made his way over and said:
"Hey, mate. It's been ages. I was just looking for you when I...I'm interrupting you, right? Sorry, but you know, it wouldn't be Bruce without a total lack of social skills, ey mate. But I guess I'll leave you two to each other now. Is there some place a little more quiet where we could meet up and chat later?"
 
Character:
Name: Meadow Lewis
Age: 24
Eyes: Blue-green
Hair Color: Strawberry blonde
Hair Length: Mid back
Height: 5'4"
Character Description:
Meadow is the youngest daughter of Jackson Lewis, a rich steel baron from Manchester, and Monica Grey-Lewis, a poet and fiction writer from New York.
She has divided her life between England and the US, and finds herself at home on either side of the Pond.
She decides to The Nightclub for the first time to see if the rumors she has heard about an exclusive inner area are true, and of course to work her way in if it is true. She is spoilt, and used to getting her own way, so the concept of not being allowed into the inner area, if it exists, has never even occured to her.


IC:


So, this is the place everyone was talking about? The Nightclub. Finally a name that made sense. Told you just exactly what you were getting.

I grinned. Except, of course, if the rumors were true. If they were true, there was an inner area, exclusive, and exciting.

Father, in his usual pedestrian manner, had told her it was a stone best left unturned. Fuddy-duddy. Of course, I couldn't complain as his money was letting me ride it out easy.

I got into line, sighing and smoothing down my suede miniskirt. Apparently the bouncer liked something he saw. He pointed to me, and a couple other hotties, opened the velvet rope line, and I scurried in before he could change his mind or anyone ahead of me could complain.

So far, just a club. Ho hum. So I sit at the bar, and order a rum and coke, cross my legs, and look around. Something has to pick up soon, right?
 
"Alec?"

He stared into her Deep blue eyes as she said his name and then it clicked in his brain

"Jos....no Joy Jesus is that really you, oh god i haven't senn you sinc...."

He didn't manage to complete his sentence as Bruce appeared beside him and said

"Hey, mate. It's been ages. I was just looking for you when I...I'm interrupting you, right? Sorry, but you know, it wouldn't be Bruce without a total lack of social skills, ey mate. But I guess I'll leave you two to each other now. Is there some place a little more quiet where we could meet up and chat later?"


He turned to face Bruce quite happy to see a old friend and said

"Oh, Yeah Hi Mate umm take this"

He reached into his pocket, took out his wallet and then took out a small black pad with his signature on it and handed it to Bruce.

"That will get you though those doors, just take a seat in there or somethingil be able to talk to you later, i just gotta sort some stuff out."

Bruce nodded and walked off to the doorway with the security in front of it, Alec turned back to Joy and said

"Oh Joy i really can't talk at the moment but just give one of these to the security man at the door oer there and il meet you over there in a minute okay"

He handed Joy a similar Black pad and turned and started to walk off when he was a metre a way from Joy he turned back and said

"Oh and by the way your looking great!"
 
Joy

She grinned as she watched relaization dawn over his face, but he barely got half a sentence out before he was interupted by a brash man. A very large, reasonably drunk, brash man. Named Bruce.

The two of them got special passes, but she didn't get another instant with her old friend before he had to run. She sighed and headed for the doors he had indicated. She should have known he'd be too busy, this place was packed, and he probably had to work like a dog to keep it that way.

She walked through the doors into a seperate world almost, the cacophony of the club was nonexistant here, all private nooks and lush, dim corners. She had to admit, the boy had style.
 
He watched her till she walked though the door and then gritted his teeth as he turned and walked over to the bar, he needed a drink, the hardest parts of his job was to find people who would be suitable to allow into the access area and if they were trustworthy enough to be let into the inner area, if just one word of all the drugs and illegalised Alcohol he had back there reached a coppers ear then he would go down for a long time....

When he reached the bar he ordered a water, which arrived immediately it was a policy of his not to work during the nightclub pickup...
 
Water? How very strange.

"Hey there. I'm Meadow."

I smile, thinking maybe this man might be someone important -- important enough he had to stay sober.
 
"Hey there. I'm Meadow."

The girl next to him had turned to him whilst he had been drinking his water, she was smiling at him, he turned to her, smiled back and said

"I'm Alec, do you um want a drink, just tell the barman what you want, its on the house"
 
On the house? Wow! Now that's something I can't pass up.

"I have a rum and coke. I'll take another. If it's on the house."

I smile widely.

"Thank you, Alec. Nice meeting you."

I mentally filed this information away. Alec. Decent guy. Looker. And, he can give away free drinks. Best not to push too hard, too fast. He doesn't know me, and I just want to come off friendly, not pushy.
 
"I have a rum and coke. I'll take another. If it's on the house. Thank you, Alec. Nice meeting you."

She smiled again as she spoke, he yet again smiled back and finished the rest of his water, he was about to ask her a question when a member of security appeared at his side and whispered in his ear, he suddenly became alert and turned to Meadow and said

"I'll be back in a minute Meadow just a bit of business to sort out not much"

He stood up from the stool and headed over to the main door, as soon as he got near it a big man wearing white walked though, from what the elderly man was wearing it was very obvious that he was rich, he greeted the man and then handed him a small black pad, nodded and then returned back to the stool next to Meadow...

He waited until the wealthy man dissapeared behind the door before turning back to Meadow and said

"Sorry about that, quite a important customer and unfortunetly i will have to follow him soon um if you want any more drink bill will serve you as many as you wish for free of course"

He said smiling
I mentally filed this information away. Alec. Decent guy. Looker. And, he can give away free drinks. Best not to push too hard, too fast. He doesn't know me, and I just want to come off friendly, not pushy.
 
Character:
Name: Ivan Petrov
Age: 35
Eyes: plue
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Length: crew cut
Height: 6ft 6in
Character Description:

A Russian drug dealer of some importance, Petrov has come to London to arrange for a possible partnership in the sale of illicit matriels with "The Nightclub." Invited to stay for a while, he has decided to take in some of the club's "Ammenities." He speaks fluent english, with only a trace of an accent.
Not known to use his own product, Ivan's prefers female companionship, and considers each a conquest.

IC: Ivan stepped into the club like he owned the place, his expensive french suit, showing off his huge frame. Walking purposfully to the bare he smiles and orders a vodka on the rocks, before heading towards the inner area, as he had been directed, and smiling coldly at the security, who hesitated barely a second before letting him through. Seating himself comfortably he watched the goings on with a cold air, looking for a conquest.
 
I knew the rumors were true. I knew it! What I didn't know is what I had to do to get one of those little black pads. Well, I was getting free drinks, so that was part of the battle. Father always did say, even the wealthy like gifts!

"Oh thanks! Wow, I didn't expect this. Free drinks. Can't beat that."

She smiles brightly.

"Well, umm.. Nice to meet you. You have to go see to your customers."
 
"Well, umm.. Nice to meet you. You have to go see to your customers."

"Yeah" He said nodding "if you want anything from the bar just remember its free okay" He smiled and then turned around heading over to the door to the inner area, the security man already had the door open for him and he walked through.

As he entered the inner area he looked around but couldn't see Joy and found her, she was still standing, he walked over to her smiling and said

"Sorry about that, this place gets packed too much sometimes, so do you wanna sit down or something."
 
Character:
Name: Diane Barr
Age: 24
Eyes: Blue-green
Hair Color: dark brown
Hair Length: short and spikey
Height: 5'8"
Character Description:
Diane is a workoholic and has been from an early age. Daughter of interior designer Maggie Barr and Professor Jack Barr she has always felt the need to be the best at everything. She works for a large firm called MJ Powell &son in a corner office on the 24th floor. Several times she has considered suicide from her windown but drugs stopped her the first time and now all the time. She had come to 'the nightclub' to score 'the best drugs this side of the pond!' or so her friends have told her.With being wealthy, well known and beatutiful, she believes she will have no problem getting through to the inner area.
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Standing in the queue to get in, Diane shivered slightly. wearing a small black mini skirt and a black halter neck top shw wished she had decided to wear and coat even though she wanted to show off her out fit and fantastic figure.The bouncer obviously aggreed with her choice of clothes as he took one look at her and smiled while unlocking th erope and letting her inside. Wlking straight over to the bar she sat next to a young woman and ordered a beer.
"Hi im diane." she said and waited for the other woman to introduce herself.
 
Joy

Joy was still getting her bearings when Alec breezed into the inner sanctum. She had been blatantly checked out by large man that nearly screamed mafia and honestly didn't know what to do with that, returning his gaze evenly before looking to her friend.

"Sorry about that, this place gets packed too much sometimes, so do you wanna sit down or something."

"Its no problem, its good to see you doing so well. And back here is gorgeous, your designer is top notch." She followed him to a semi private niche with a deep booth. She noted he kept an eye on the door. "If you have business to attend to, don't bother yourself with me, I'm in town for a whole week, I can come back or we can meet up for lunch. Just get me a couple White Russians and I'm sure I'll make some new friends." she grinned softly.
 
dailyskater15 said:
Character:
Name: Diane Barr
Age: 24
Eyes: Blue-green
Hair Color: dark brown
Hair Length: short and spikey
Height: 5'8"
Character Description:
Diane is a workoholic and has been from an early age. Daughter of interior designer Maggie Barr and Professor Jack Barr she has always felt the need to be the best at everything. She works for a large firm called MJ Powell &son in a corner office on the 24th floor. Several times she has considered suicide from her windown but drugs stopped her the first time and now all the time. She had come to 'the nightclub' to score 'the best drugs this side of the pond!' or so her friends have told her.With being wealthy, well known and beatutiful, she believes she will have no problem getting through to the inner area.
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Standing in the queue to get in, Diane shivered slightly. wearing a small black mini skirt and a black halter neck top shw wished she had decided to wear and coat even though she wanted to show off her out fit and fantastic figure.The bouncer obviously aggreed with her choice of clothes as he took one look at her and smiled while unlocking th erope and letting her inside. Wlking straight over to the bar she sat next to a young woman and ordered a beer.
"Hi im diane." she said and waited for the other woman to introduce herself.


"Hey there. I'm Meadow. Can you believe this place?"

I couldn't, but not the dance club part. Been in a hundred. This one was sure nice, no doubt, but it was nothing compared to the area just beyond my reach. OK, focus.
 
"If you have business to attend to, don't bother yourself with me, I'm in town for a whole week, I can come back or we can meet up for lunch. Just get me a couple White Russians and I'm sure I'll make some new friends."

He shook his head and said
"no no no nooo you took the effort to come down here and see me, its only fair that i return the favour and anyway why don't you stay the night here we've got several rooms, obviously their for rent but for you for free"

He smiled softly at her as he spoke, as far back as he could remember he had always got along with Joy well until her father had taken her away they had been the best of friends...
 
Joy

She almost couldn't believe that this sucessful charming man was her old friend. But then he'd smile and his eyes would light up just like she remembered, and it was natural as ever to smile back.

"That's very generous of you, I have a hotel room in the city, but if I stay too late I might take you up on that."

"So...surrounded by money and gorgeous hotties, do you leave your wedding ring at home, or are you enjoying playing the field? Please don't tell me its both, I'd be so disapointed." She grinned teasingly.
 
Name: Jack Boxer, AKA Jack in the Box
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Silver-green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Scragly Shoulder Length, Also has short trimmed Gotee
Height: 5'11"
Charicter Decription:
Jack Boxer was always a rouphian, and he always was able to use force to get what he wants. As he got older he started to realize what That sort of power could mean. Jack Boxer went into Organized Crime Ring under the name of Jack in the Box, and created a small organization of his own which he aptly calls the Toy Soldiers. Jack is looking to make a Partnership with "The Nightclub," a cut of there profit and access to the inner workings, in trade for protection from outside influences.

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Jack wore his best trench cloat today, as it was chilly, and he was on buisness this eventing. The trench was standard black, going down past the knees and a tall collar, but what was special about it were the silver studs that replaced all of the buttons. Jack also wore a Matching Fadora hat with a silver band around the crown. In line he waited like everyother man in the place, and when he finaly got through the line he simply said to the guards that "I have a buisness proposition for the owner of the club." They looked at each other, and they looked at Boxer, and then they decided to let him through with out many words.

After entering the main floor room of the Night club Jack went to the bar, "Give me something hard, and strait." Jacks voice was smooth, yet powerfull, quite yet booming. He could be sure he was heard over the roar of the music and the roar of people trying to talk over each other.
 
"That's very generous of you, I have a hotel room in the city, but if I stay too late I might take you up on that. So...surrounded by money and gorgeous hotties, do you leave your wedding ring at home, or are you enjoying playing the field? Please don't tell me its both, I'd be so disapointed."

He smiled back but before ansering he caled one of the bartenders over and ordered both of them a white russian and said

"Married...no...Girlfriend...no...playing the field...of course, like i said it gets very busy in here sometimes and what about you are you married or do you just have a boyfriend, i mean time has done very well for you, your looking great, very beautiful, very sexy..."
 
Joy

Joy grinned. "Thank you, I try. No, nobody special, I travel too much and make too much money. Somehow that intimidates a lot of guys. My last boyfriend couldn't handle the idea of me being gone for weeks at a time. Wanted to keep closer tabs on what I was doing." She rolled her eyes. "Didn't go over well."

She accepted her drink with a smile, swirling the ice in the glass before holding it up to him in a mock toast, "To old friends, eh?"
 
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