forum Nightclub RP (open)

Started May 01, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

"Hey, I asked, Any song requests?" Emily shouted.

(I'M SCREECHING AHHHHHH
Also I'm going to use a filler character real quick)
"Play a Sublime song!" Somebody shouted.
Asura chuckled, taking another sip of his drink. "How flattering."

Emily turned up the speakers, blasting music to the crowd.

Violet quietly slipped through the doors to the establishment, lying about her age to the bouncer. "im 25." She spoke, showing him her fake ID. She took a few steps in and let herself disappear and melt away into the crowd. It seems as if shes arrived just on time. The music got louder and Violet's smile got bigger. She did it. She was ready to party.

Your Sam:
Name: Samandriel (Sam)
Age: Unknown, but looks in his early-mid 20's
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual but leans towards guys
Looks: Dark tan skin w/ vitiligo splotches, short messy black hair, several rune tattoos along his arms, chest, neck and back, red eyes with gold flecks, tall (like 6'2), decently buff, several piercings on his ears, tongue piercing almost no one notices, a lot of stubble
Outfit: Black button down with the sleeves rolled up above the elbows, loose red tie, black slacks, combat boots, expensive-looking black glasses with gold details, a few gold rings
Personality: Basically a rich snob, suave, sarcastic, flirty
Other: Has a bit of a drinking problem, can and will hit on anyone he likes, may or may not secretly know how to pole dance

My Sam:
Name: Samine Samudrala
Age: 20
Gender: Agender
Sexuality: Pansexual
Looks: Chin-length black hair, amber/gold eyes, and dark brown skin. Short as fuck, with barely discernible curves. Looks very androgynous.
Outfit: Thick dark eyeliner around eyes, light brown jacket, black leggings, black combat boots. Thin golden necklace, tailored white shirt (button down, I guess? idk), long black and gold scarf that clashes with the look but fuck it, Sam will do whatever they the fuck want
Personality: Personality can violently shift. Unpredictable, hard to read. Hates it when people call them Sam Sam. Will do anything that benefits them the most in the end. Makes a lot of comments that either seem like insults but are compliments or seem like compliments that are insults. Dry humor, and barely detectable sarcasm.
Other: Bit of a wild card- you'll never know what they do next.

(I blame pinterest for launching that at my face last night) Sam leaned back against the bar counter, humming along to the song that had started playing

(Me: I'm gonna make young Asura chaotic :D
Anxiety: No
Me: But-
Anxiety: NO.)

Sam (no. 1.5) joined him, tugging their black tie. "Get me out of this fresh hell," they muttered, expecting no one to hear them.

(Lol I wish I could)
Asura turned toward someone, seeing them in a suit and tie. He frowned. "What was that?"

"Heard that love!" Sam called. "For the record I rather like this place, thank you!"

Asura laughed, then kicked his feet up on a barstool next to him, finishing off his drink. His vision blurred just a little bit.

" I came to find my 17-year-old sister, I think she got in with a fake ID. Have you seen a girl with dark hair?" Sam sighed, twisting their long scarf around their other hand.

"We're in a nightclub. Everyone's got dark hair till a disco light hits them," Sam said, finishing off his first bottle of bourbon

Violet overheard Sam's voice from nearby. In a panic, she started heading to the bathroom to hide.

"I saw a young girl just a minute ago who was obviously underage, but you see a lot of that here." He rested his chin in his hand, gaze flicking over to Samandriel.

Sam sighed. "Figures. I'm Samine, it was an unpleasant experience of meeting you,"

Violet slipped into the bathroom and thought angrily, "Im not even gonna drink anything! I just came for fun goddamnit!"

"How rude," Asura said, tempted to flip him off. He decided against it an ordered another drink.

Violet quickly ran out of the restroom, wedging herself deep inside the crowd; deep enough to not be seen.