The Streets of New York (sci-fi type thread open to three+ males/females)

Brazillian_Anna

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Dagnabit, this one had better work...

I will be the storyteller (or GM/DM for you fans of D&D and other RPGs).

I will not play one of the lead heroes, but I will play the other characters.

Your job is to take on the roles as I need them, and complete this story.

What I need is three or four players. This will be set in future New York City, years after the humans have discovered space flight, and indeed, colonized other planets. Crime is rampant on Earth, and it has essentially turned into the refuge for the dregs of human society. You will find pimps and their prostitutes all around, smugglers, crime lords battling for control of regions, there exists trade in all sorts of illicit substinces, and the only thing resembling a government is a small group of officials that oversee the printing of the Earth curency, the dollar, and try to regulate inflation. They are quite weak.

What I will need is someone to take the role of a smuggler, someone to play a streetwise pimp, and someone to take the role of an undercover cop (from another planet) posing as a guard for a local crime lord who he/she is trying to take down. Of course, our pimp might want to have some hos, so if anyone wants to play one, they are welcome. I am willing to consider additional roles as well, just make sure that you PM me with your idea before you start posting.

Anyone can take any role that they like, there is no restrictions based on sex. Just PM me and tell me which role you'd like. Be sure that you can dedicate posts to this thread on a regular basis before you sign up.

Here is the opening scene:

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The bar was dark and there were only a few beings present. One was the human bartender who was washing glasses behind the bar, his eyes occasionally scanning the bar. Another was a Golkin, a being that resembled an orc with fur, who was slumped over the bar, asleep. Last, but not least, there was a woman dressed in a tube top that barely covered her large chest and booty shorts sitting at a booth in the corner of the bar. There was music playing softly, something which was supposed to resemble old-time "rock" music.

The bar had a rotating door in the front of it and several booths against the walls of the building. There were a few tables in the center of the room, and of course, the bar at the wall furthest from the door. The woman had her eyes firmly on the door of the bar while casually sipping on some sort of clear liquid.
 
OOC:
Name: Jeza
age: 25 earth years
sex: female
occupation: smuggler
height: 5'9"
eyes: goldish brown
hair: very short, dirty blonde and pixie cut
bio: Jeza's bad attitude had gets her into trouble constantly, but usually not with the one she call's 'boss'. After getting herself into some trouble as well as debt she found herself working for a rather notorious crim lord, doing his dirty work. Bringing in anything he needed so on and so forth. After she realized she was rather good at what she did she continued to do the work. This was one of a few things on her list of 'crimes' held by the police. She stole, swindled, sold said stolen things, and had been known to do things with deathly force. And her long legs, small waist, 36C breasts, and muscle tone also helped with her job. No one was really sure which planet she came from but had most qualities and attributes that came along with being from earth, but she was still differnt than most earthlings.
(I'm just saying "he" for the Crime lord spot just because i dont know yet if it's female or male playing.)

IC:
Jeza walked into the bar slowly letting her boots make thud noises as she entered. Pulling her leather jacket over the pistol on her side, her tight pants clinging to her legs and giving the men in the room something nice to look at. She sat down at the bar and ordered a beer and lighting a cigarette, not really paying attention to the things around her, just waiting for her boss to report in. She needed her next 'assignment' and such, or whatever he wanted her to do.

She took out a pad and started to write down figures and such from the last time she had gone out. She was getting restless, she needed something exciting in her life to happen..something new.
 
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OOC:

your private message inbox is full. I will post my suggestion here, and you can tell me whether you like it or not.

I would like to play as the undercover cop.

Name: Tristain Waters
Height:5'11
Hair: Buzz cut
Eyes:Blue Green
Age: 26

Info:Tristain joined the police force at an early age, and quickly rose through the ranks. His skill as an officer, was ousted only by his display of wit and quick thinking. This landed him a job in the undercover department at the record breaking age of 24. Now, 2 years later, and over a dozen men behind bars from his work, he is on his newest assignment.
 
Name: Zeek Garthaolomew
age: 26 earth years
sex: Male
occupation: undercover cop
height: 5'11
eyes: Gray-Blue
hair: Color can change at will.
bio: Zeek Garhaolomew is not his real name. His real name is in a text unfamiliar to Earthlings. While Zeek is half Human, his mother was an alien being called a Charmeloa from the planet Venus, where Zeek was born. His father was a high ranking police officer, the top rank on Venus. He kept the crime there at a minimum. A crime lord from Earth was trying to smuggle illegal goods to Venus and had Zeek's father taken out. Zeek's parents were murdered when he was 7 yrs old. He would have been too if his mother did not hide him instead of herself. Charmeloa are a strange race that can change certain aspects of themselves at will. Mostly color. Zeek only got that trait in his hair, which he can change at any time. Zeeks mother could have dissapeared and saved herself but instead she hid her only son. After his parents murder Zeek was sent to live with his aunt on Earth. He vowed revenge on the (wo)man who had ordered his parents death. As he grew up he learned more and more about the crime lord and decided to join the Police. The earth police was corrupt and useless. Zeek convinced the Venus police to extend a branch to Earth. 19 years after his parents death Zeek is undercover as a client, trying to track down the person that destroyed his childhood and his life.


IC: Zeek watched the woman enter the building. She looked human but he could tell there was something alien about her. She was probably half-human, like himself. He closed his eyes and when he opened them his Hair was bright Green. He walked around the bar he was about to enter. He spotted a window from the bathroom and marked it in his mind, in case he needed a quick getaway. He thought about the woman, she was quite beautiful. Her nice sized breasts and girlish figure must help a lot in her work. He found himself getting worked up just thinking about it. He had been so busy with work that he had not had sex in 14 months. Over a year!
But now was not the time to think about that. THat women was dirty scum unfit to lick the bottom of his feet. She was a criminal, the enemy. He steeled himself and entered the bar.
 
HalfCircleMoon said:
uh oh. looks like we have two of us now. Brazillian_Anna, what do you suggest we do?
xD

He got to me before my box was full, so he obviously beat you to it. Sorry.

But if you want to play the pimp, I still need someone for that role!

Or you can PM me with a suggestion for another role if you'd like.
 
OOC: Continuing on with the story...

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The large chested woman sitting in the corner booth, stood up and approached the door as a man entered the bar. he appeared to her, set on another woman inside the bar, but she would change his mind. Walking over to the door, she purposely bumped into him and dropped a pen. It was an old trick, but it still worked beautifully. "Oops! Clumsy me," she said, bending down to pick it up. As she did, the man got a good look at her full ass. "I'm so sorry," she said to him smiling seductively. "I'm Nikita, and who might you be?" She flashed a little bit of her ample clevage at him.

At the bar itself, the Golkin had awoken and noticed the human female sitting next to her. "Hello beautiful," he said in not only a highly accented, but highly slurred English to her. "I buy drink for you?" He seemed enamored with her and the bartender chuckled to himself slightly.
 
Jeza continued with her work not noticing the other man and the woman. Her attention was soon grabbed by a drunk. She rolled her eyes and looked over at him. She got it a lot and would honestly admit that she was infact attractive. But she didnt like being cocky about it. She gave the man a fake smile and picked up her beer to show him.
"i've already got one, thanks...maybe later."

Her small other worldly accent came up. Either it was from living on other moons and planets that she picked it up or if someone was really on the job could tell where she had lived most of her life, but she didnt really like discussing it. She went back to smoking and drinking her beer, hoping she could be left alone. She then spotted the man and woman out of the corner of her eye. The rack on that chick....damn! She thought. Someone was looking for action and it was hard to tell who. Unless she was completely off altogether. But it didnt really concern her so she went back to what she had been doing...nothing.
 
"No," the furry Golkin said. "I buy you drink." He smiled sweetly at her before turning to the bartender. "Give another bottle to lady," he said. "On me."

He turned back to her, doing the closest thing to blushing that a Golkin could do. "I am Golkin Ak'nar. What brings lady like you to these parts?" He gestured at the bar as the batender slid a bottle over to the lady.

"Take it," the bartender suggested. "It's free." He turned back to the dirty glasses.

"You lovely lady," the Golkin said. "Should be protected by real man. It not safe outside this late. I wait for you, when ready, we go together."
 
The golkin didnt seem to want to leave her alone, and it was getting on her nerves really bad. But if he had already bought it, she wasnt going to say no. She chugged her current beer and took the new one. He obviously didnt put anything in it, so she wasnt nervous about drinking it. She put out her cigarette and looked over at him again. When he asked why she was there, she raised an eyebrow.
"I'm just passin' through....again."
It was slightly true, this deffinately wasnt her first time at this particular bar but he didnt need to know her real reasons.

He complimented her and she gave him a half smile and continued drinking the beer.
"No, protection isnt nessecary, i've got all the protection i need and want. Please, do not concern yourself with me, it's not a good idea on your part."
She didnt look at him as she said it but the tone in her voice meant she was serious.
 
The Golkin flashed her a blaster and smiled a toothy grin. "You be much safer in large numbers. And my skill with weapon much good. You no worry about me. I mean no harm." He looked in her eyes, with a mix of desire and affection. Drunken desire and affection maybe, but desire and affection just the same. The Golkin left for the bathroom, calling after himself, "I be back. You see I mean good."

"Hmmph," the bartender muttered. "He's probably gone to skip out on his tab. Just as well. I was getting ready to kick him out anyway." He glanced over at the woman and smiled politely. "Thanks for ah... Not getting rough with him. Keeps me out of trouble ya know. I really appreciate it." He put down the glass he was washing and turned to her. "Have you eaten yet ma'am?"
 
As soon as the Golkin flashed the blaster her hand was on her hip. Instincts kicked in at that point. She realized he wasnt planning on shooting her and she took her hand off. She was relieved as she watched him walk to the bathroom and nodded when the bartender said he was probably skipping out on his tab. She had done it before, she knew the routine.
"No problem, i didnt want to hurt him, but if he comes back and keeps up the routine i'm not making any promises."

She laughed at that notion. She could easily take him down and not break a sweat. People thought since she was pretty and sexy she was harmless and couldnt properly defend herself; it was the opposite. She looked down at her hungry stomach when he mentioned eating. She forgot to eat that morning so she was rather hungry.
"I havent eated in awhile...and no need to call me ma'am i'm no fancy woman."
She replied and looked at the bartender with a small smile.
 
"Well then." the bartender replied, "what should I call you?" Motioning to a small oven that could barely be seen, he smiled. "I was about to heat up some leftovers from the other day. You know, meatloaf and mashed potatoes with gravy. Oh, and Triskabeans, you know, straight fromthe planet Triska. It's not much, but it's the least I can do to say thanks considering you just spared me my job. We'll share." He placed the meal in the oven. "That is, if it doesn't bother you. I would understand completely if it did," he added, looking flustered.
 
She smiled at the bartender at the notion of food. Leftovers were perfect, the last thing she had eaten was soggy noodles. She lived like she was poor, but she had enough money to sustain herself better.
"No triskabeans for me thanks, they dont sit well in my stomach. And i'm sure your job would have been fine."
He was being awfully generous to a random stranger, and it made her alittle nervous but she couldnt lie..she was hungry.

"No it dont bother me."
Her stomach grumbled as she said it. Jeza also knew not to drink on an empty stomach, that could end very very badly. She sipped on her beer and noticed his face.
"You seem annoyed...or bothered...something wrong?"
 
"No," he smiled again. "Nothing's wrong," he said, still looking flustered. "Just don't get women like you around here." He pulled the food out of the oven, placed it on a plate and produced two forks. He handed her one. Eat up hun. "So," he looked at her, "are you wating for someone?" He took a bite of the food and swallowed.
 
The big-chested woman, Niki was it?, was coming on strong. And he had to say he wanted it. It had been 14 long months and he was in the mood. But he had business first. He leaned over and whispered in the girls ear.
"I'll be right back"
He saw the woman he was looking for at the bar. If his information was correct than she was the one he needed to talk to. He had been trying to track her for months but she was a tricky person to keep tabs on and obvioulsy good at her job. He walked up next to her.
" I need to buy something." he said in a serious voice.
 
The bartender looked up. "Hey pal, have a little decency. You might introduce yourself first." He scowled at the newcomer and muttered, "some people have no decency..." He watched the man closely and kept one hand below the bar.
 
As he handed her a fork Jeza started to eat slowly, not wanting to eat more of the man's food than she needed too. The bartender then too started to get flirty and ask about her business something she didnt need to disclose.
"like i said i'm just passing through."
As she went to take another bite she felt the presence of a man behind her and heard his whisper.
"How fucking popular am i tonight!?"
She asked rhetorically to one specific.

She looked at the guy and set her fork down.
"We all do babe, what intrests you?"
She noticed the bartender get deffensife and shrugged it off. Another man that didnt think she could take care of herself.
She took a swig from her beer and gave him a 'dont fuck with me' look. She was big game shit. She wasnt dealin' drugs to teenagers anymore. Jeza was big business and didnt like to mess around with low lifes.
 
Urk, he had hoped she would offer something. You see the crime lord and his smugglers worked well. So far NOONE knew what they were selling. Because it was seeming hopeless his boss gave him the ok to go through with this plan. But now he was taking a shot in the dark and wished he had more info. Too late.

"I'm interested in stuff you've been selling." With that moment he remembered something he had seen a few weeks ago while tailing her, before she had disapeared from under his nose, yet again. He had been so lucky. He had stumbled quite accidentally onto one of her transactions with a Gaolrikan alien man. He had given her dough and she had given him a suitcase, though he had no idea what was in it. Zeek believes that he is the first and only person to have caught this girl in the act. But he didn't want to bust her, yet anyway. He'd just drop a line and hope she bites.
" I heard from a certain Gaolrikin man you have what I need."
 
As soon as he spoke and rolled her eyes and wanted to put her gun in his face. She refrained though, as hard as it was. Jeza waited for him to speak and when he did she gritted her teeth.
"A certain Gaolrikin man?"
She then grabbed him by the shirt collar.
"Give me a good reason not to send you to your grave? I dont fuck around anymore, if you've got legit business come to me, i'm with the Gaolrikian all the time. So dont mess around with me ya punk."

She shoved him backwards and sat down and picked up her fork again and started to eat and sip on her beer. She was exhausted, pissed, and a bit horny. When would these people learn that she wasnt small time. She would sell some small drugs to friends and such. But those were friends and not strangers.
 
The lady waited and watched from a safe distance over by the door. This man was quite confident, she liked that. But he wasn't exactly the smartest man alive. She'd give him a few more minutes to sort it out and then she'd do her thing.
 
(OOC: hey you tryin to say im dumb?! lol jk)

Shoot. Ah well, he tried. What could he do. But he had one last thing.
His hand was on his pistol because he knew that she was dangerous. He quickly put a hand behind her neck and pulled her into a kiss. Which he broke 5 seconds later. And backed up quickly and as fast as he could. His hand still on his pistol. That had been a gutsy move and wondered what the consequences would be.
 
She felt his kiss and then saw him back up with his hand over his gun. He was a smart boy to do that but her eyes widened. And she looked over at the bartender in shock.
"Did he just...?"
She cut herself off and turned in her seat to face the guy.
"Look...i dont do the whole prostitution thing anymore...but if you wanna buy me a drink, i wont say no."

She smiled and then turned back around letting him make the decision. He wasnt the brightest bulb in the box but he was cute and had funky hair. It was nice to meet someone that wasnt your typical earth guy. She finished eating and let the bartender eat the rest as she downed the rest of her beer.
 
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