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The is a wearhouse in the outskirts of a run down city where plenty of people come to chill, fight, fuck, ext. There is a bar and an old box TV that no one uses. There are rooms around the back for whoever wants them for the night. There is a drink stained couch and recliner near the old TV as well as stools that line the bar. The place continuelessly reaks of beer and sex but the in crowd has come to ingnore the smell.
I throw in my own little rules just so that everyone has fun.
1.) No rape in my wearhouse, unless consented beforehand
2.) No hateful comments outside RP
3.) ERP is strickly to happen on the couch or in a room, I dont want that shit on my floor.
4.) If shitfaced, prepare for consiquences and stay shitface for a while.
5.) This one is with exceptions, no killing eachother in here either.
Now that we know the rules, lets have some fun.
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Merlene just decided to get what she always got when she didn't like anything else on the menu. She put the menu down and rested her head in her hand.
Thalia looked around the bar, trying to get used to the layout.
Merlene walked up to the bar and sat down, looking at the small menu as always.
"okie dokie!" thalia said flipping so she was now behind the bar.
Merlene walked into the bar, being used to the smell, but not at the same time. She always came here when she wanted to get out and meet new people, which she did often. She was humming a tune softly until she walked in, the breeze from outside stopping at the door.
He shrugged. "I guess you could." He looked over to the bar. "We have been slow on buissness lately, so there will be little to no pay except for tips."
Thalia though for a minute "i don't know i guess i could serve drinks while doing flips and stuff" she suggested, she hadn't really put much thought into it.
"And what do ya plan ta do in a place like dis?" He raised an eyebrow and withdrew his hand.
"i used to be an acrobat and trapeize in the circus" thalia said with a smile as she liked trapeize.
The man known as The Fiddler outstreched his hand to hers, giving it a harty shake. "What ya got ta think you got for talent?" His deep blue eyes looked over her.
Thalia walked into the place her nose scrunching up as she forced herself not gag as she entered. She scanned the area quickly to locate the owner before walking up to him with purpose. When she reached him she held out her hand, "Hi, i'm Thalia i'm here to get a job most likely as an entertainer of some sort."
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