Persephoniii
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Hello this is an old plot I had that id like to revive with hopes of getting about 1-3 people interested! This is full of debauchery, ups and downs, and so much more! I want to better grow as a smut related writer so I thought this would be perfect! I am comfortable with MxF pairings, FxF pairings or even possibly adjusting the plot to a MxM pairing! They can be human, hybrids or even anthros, whatever you might desire! Simple character sheets can be provided or just describe their looks in your reply! If interested, simply send me a pm with a reply to my starter! 
hope to write with you! Once I have my 3 slots filled, I'll close this down!
The Plot/Starter:
Penelope Von De, a successful and well respected business woman on Wall Street. Standing as one of the most popular companies within the states, she has become quite the force to be reckoned with. Her age, appearance and so much more had quickly become the face of business corporations, helping her rise to power. However, Miss Penelope wasn't just a blue collared business woman, no she was quite the party animal as well. A week prior to the new year, a night club opened up in the downtown district, instantly gaining in popularity thanks to...no limitations on how far you could go.
It is said that the club had the addicting stench of drugs and sex, leaving others to give in to their darkest fantasies. A place such as this breaks all the rules, destroys the very foundation that the local police officials have been trying to make. So, how could something like that simply exist without consequence? Simple, one of the most powerful people own this club, Penelope Von De. It was believed that she's tipped off the police, funding them for whatever they could desire, corrupting them to her will. She runs the bustling city and runs the toxins that get put into it, though it's rumored she never makes an appearance in her own club..that is until tonight.
It was another boring, straight edged day in the office, another day wasted on business meetings and paper signing. It had left the young woman feeling restless and in need of some form of release, anything to get her mind off of the frustrations of the public. Perhaps that was why she dared to make an appearance today, why she dared to slip on that right red dress of hers sitting in the back of the closet. Why she downed a few shots and smoked before leaving. Why, even as she walked in through the doors, she gave every single person there who dared to look at her, a flirtatious and hungry smile. What was one night of fun going to do? Surely it wouldn't matter?
Smiling to herself, she slowly made her way over to the bar, slipping behind it and brushing up against one of the bartenders. "I'll take it from here my dear, why don't you go have fun with the pretty blonde staring you down hm?" A soft, British accent rolled off her tongue, as sweet as honey as she licked her lips, turning to face the growing crowd of people. "Now..who's next to be served?" She cooed, eyes glittering with mischief.
hope to write with you! Once I have my 3 slots filled, I'll close this down!The Plot/Starter:
Penelope Von De, a successful and well respected business woman on Wall Street. Standing as one of the most popular companies within the states, she has become quite the force to be reckoned with. Her age, appearance and so much more had quickly become the face of business corporations, helping her rise to power. However, Miss Penelope wasn't just a blue collared business woman, no she was quite the party animal as well. A week prior to the new year, a night club opened up in the downtown district, instantly gaining in popularity thanks to...no limitations on how far you could go.
It is said that the club had the addicting stench of drugs and sex, leaving others to give in to their darkest fantasies. A place such as this breaks all the rules, destroys the very foundation that the local police officials have been trying to make. So, how could something like that simply exist without consequence? Simple, one of the most powerful people own this club, Penelope Von De. It was believed that she's tipped off the police, funding them for whatever they could desire, corrupting them to her will. She runs the bustling city and runs the toxins that get put into it, though it's rumored she never makes an appearance in her own club..that is until tonight.
It was another boring, straight edged day in the office, another day wasted on business meetings and paper signing. It had left the young woman feeling restless and in need of some form of release, anything to get her mind off of the frustrations of the public. Perhaps that was why she dared to make an appearance today, why she dared to slip on that right red dress of hers sitting in the back of the closet. Why she downed a few shots and smoked before leaving. Why, even as she walked in through the doors, she gave every single person there who dared to look at her, a flirtatious and hungry smile. What was one night of fun going to do? Surely it wouldn't matter?
Smiling to herself, she slowly made her way over to the bar, slipping behind it and brushing up against one of the bartenders. "I'll take it from here my dear, why don't you go have fun with the pretty blonde staring you down hm?" A soft, British accent rolled off her tongue, as sweet as honey as she licked her lips, turning to face the growing crowd of people. "Now..who's next to be served?" She cooed, eyes glittering with mischief.