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Why, hello there, you're new here aren't you? Oh, you're not a costumer? Well, that's alright too. I take it the reason you're here then is because you saw the add on the window? Alright, let's introduce ourselves, shall we? My name is Miranda, I'm the owner of "Intoxication". Yes, I know it's a gay club and only men are allowed; I created it. Now, what's your name? __________

Hm... it's a good name, but for this work it just won't do... Let's get you a stage name, shall we? We wouldn't want people after your pretty little a**, right?

Stalkers are far from pleasing afterall... Well, anyway, your stage name. You look like you already figured something out. Care to share? __________

Well, it you want that to be your stagename, that's okay I guess? Your party. Anyway; let's go through some things fi- wait, wait, wait. What's your age? I wouldn't want lawyers after my a** because you're a minor. You are over 18, right? Yes? Good. What's your age anyway? I might need that information later... __________

Yes, that's good, perfect. Well, back to the job. I have certain spots left open. Pick whichever seems appealing to you; dancer, waiter, bouncer, bartender, or would you rather quit now and stay a costumer? Ah, you look a little lost as to what you should pick. That's okay; I'll help out a bit, let's see...

Dancer? Why, you shed your clothes on stage of course! What else? You should maintain a nice relationship with costumers, though. Maybe they'll come especially for you? You'll be wearing a different outfit every night, though everyone will wear just about the same. It's to keep the connection, you know. Accessories are allowed, though.

Waiter? You tend to the costumers, plain and simple. Try to get the bartenders to notice you; you don't want to have to wait for everyone to get their drinks before you can see to the orders, right? As a waiter you will wear a pale blue dressshirt with the logo of the club on your left chest and at the back of your tight black pants. Where? Why, on your a** of course!

Bouncer? You kick out the troublemakers. Try to remember their faces and make sure you know the dancers. You want to know who to protect afterall, right? You'll wear a black dressshirt with the logo of the club on your left chest and 'security' on the back. You'll have a a walkie-talkie, a truncheon and some pepper spray.

Bartender? You just chat it up a bit with the waiters; they're the ones you interact with the most, and the costumers at the bar of course. The dress shirt is a dark blue with the logo on your left chest and sleeves you can roll up to your elbows to prevent them getting dirty and tight black lowriding pants.

And if you want to quit now? Well... you can either never show your face around again or become a costumer. Trust me; you'll like my boys.

So, does that help you out a bit? Have you figured out what to do yet? __________

Yeah, you seem the type. Well, Intoxication is open 1-5, and that's when you're supposed to be here. Don't worry about payment; it's good. Now come, let me introduce you to everyone...

- Copy and paste the little story from Miranda's POV into a PM and send it to me, Amane Strife, with the __________ replaced by answers
- Respect each others RP Messages
- Help each other if one makes a mistake don’t put each other down
- Don’t steal the RP pictures.
- Don’t steal the RP sheets/characters.
- You are allowed to adapt your character during the RP not those of others!

Every 15th page means the end of a day. This has been done so that no one will randomly skip just because they felt like skipping to the next day while other characters are still talking.
After the 15 pages there's a possibility for staff to talk amongst eachother for 2 pages before the club is empty.

Today ends at: Page 70

CHARACTERS 2

Miranda can't help the smile as she glances at the five guys in front of her. To her, they're all equally beautiful, all in their own ways. And the best thing about that? They're working for her. "Alright, guys." she says, trying to draw everyone's attention. "Let's get this started, right? I showed you all how everything works before some people of my old crew quit, think you can handle it? Any questions?"

Jace scoffs slightly. Of course he can handle what he has to do. He's a waiter for Pete's sake, what's there to ask? How to hold a notepad and write with a pen? Like hell.

Bo glances at Miranda, almost nervously as he licks his bottom lip. He's a dancer and still relatively new to the job. It's not that he's ashamed of his body; it's the opposite, he's just not all that comfortable with putting it on display yet... though he knows that the moment he gets on that stage, the nervousness will pass.

Miranda glances at Kenji and smiles slightly. "You're so cute. Got a question, Cloud? Your mouth is moving like that of a fish."

Jace blinks, the hairs on the back of his neck rising slightly. 'Someone's looking at me...' he thinks, silverish brown eyes sliding over the others before resting on Werner. A slant eyebrow raises at the other in question.

Jace snorts softly. "Feathers, of course." he blanks sarcastically, moving his eyes back to Miranda again. She might actually say something interesting... like when who's working. He never did get a time table...

"Well, if you change your mind, don't hessitate to ask." Miranda asks, grinning slightly at Kenji, flicking her hair out of her face. It's hard to believe she's 32; she only reaches 1.73m and hardly acts her age. But with some things, that can be best. She directs her gaze to the rest again. "Anything unclear about the arrangements made?"