Club Slig
 

This RP is about a group of sligs who own a nightclub in the magog capital.
You can work for Franks club or it's rival Sligonia

Characters can be either a member or staff.

Name:-Obvious
Gender:-"
Franks club or Sligonia
Member or Staff
Job:- If member whats their job outside the nightclub?
If staff choose from: Waiter, Bouncer, Barman, DJ,Cleaner, manager. etc. You can invent your own.

Personality: Are they agressive or peacefull etc.

***Start of RP***

**New Character**

Name: Frank
Gender:Male
Frank's Club
Staff
Job: Manager
Personality:Is a good buissness man, has been known in the past to "bump off" Rivals

I'm in!!!
 

Name: DJ "Look" Luukkis
Gender:Male
Club:Sligonia
Staff
Job: DJ
Personality:He's talented and a dedicated worker--when he's sober!Has a bad alcohol-addiction.
Appearance: Looks smart and acts smart, but smells as bad as rotten egg on a sunny day. Luukkis has his arms tattooed.
He also has a big golden chain.

Name:Hollow
Gender: Male (BigBro slig)
Club: Frank's
Staff
Job: Bouncer
Personality:Tough as a boiled rock. Is into the showbiz.
Appearance: Wears a black suit when on job and talks with a funny mob/italian-accent. Carries a pair of brass knuckles.

Name: Matthew "DJ Matt/ MC Bells" ( n_n!!!)
Gender: Male
Club: Sligonia
Staff
Job: Singer/DJ
Personality: Wild, carefree and a natural-born entertainer. Mostly works as a singer, but is a sub-DJ for Luukkis-when Luukkis is too drunk to work- Matthew takes over. Matthew is also an above-average- guitar player.
Apperance: Bony, but "good lookin'"-whatever that is in the slig-world. Wears some random accessories, like necklaces, bracelets/bangles and some spiffy sunglasses.

I'm ready!! Bring it on!

[EDIT: Added a one new char and some more info about them]

Name- Jerri
Gender- Female
Club- Frank's staff
Job- Singer, used for live entertainment, for special nights.
Personality- Sweet, flirty, stubborn.
Visual description- She's like a regular looking slig, she wears glimmering outfits over her and her shiney chrome-like pants when she's on stage. Offstage, she wears regular clothes, because she loves clothes!!!

Name- Dash
Gender-Male
Club-Frank's staff
Job- Bartender, sometimes waiter
Personality- Likes to act smart, but is a bit dense. He can be funny or aggravating, but helpful and kind.
Visual description- He wears a little bowtie around his neck, he also has a tribal band tattoo around his bicep.

Name- Carl
Gender- Male (big bro slig)
Club- Sligonia
Job- Bouncer
Personality- Mean, uncaring, likes to make people angry.
Visual- He keeps a blitzpacker attatched to his right side, but carries around a huge baton while working.

I like the idea!


Name: #14 Slig
Gender: Male
Club: Sligonia
Staff
Job: Waiter
Personality: Polite for visitors, friendly for the club's staff, and bad to Sligs-looking-for-trouble.
Appearance: Has a blue tray, and a magnetic bottle opener on his pants.



ooc: we can draw new characters!

*Frank is standing inside his office, he wonders to the small slit window to see only 2 customers in his bar he needs to think of something BIG, but fast..........*

**New Charcater**
Name:Lazlo
Gender:Male
Sligonia
Staff
Job: Manager
Personality: Is a bit of a gambler, and i use the term bit loosely
Visual: Wears a posh suit with gold buttons and a dimond broach. He always carries his cain around with him

****
Meanwhile at Sligopolis........

*Lazlo is down on the floor. He is talking to the richer members of his club. He then walks up to his office and sees a slig, holiding a large rifle and smoking a huge cigar, sitting on his desk.*

Jerri- *walks up to Frank's door and knocks. She walks in and approaches Frank* What's wrong sir? I-I just needed to know the next night you want me to perform.

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Dash- *is serving the two customers* So what can I getcha?

Customer #1- Something hard, on the rocks.

Dash- Coming right up sir. *makes the drink and hands it back to Customer #1* *to Customer #2* What can I get you?

Customer #2- A tropical fruit daquari.

Dash- Excellent choice! Coming right up! *makes the drink and hands it back to Customer #2* *sees no more customers and sighs* Not another empty night....

Frank: *to Jerri* I don't know if they'll be a next night........... My buissness is failing, *looks out window* TWO LOUSY CUSTOMERS!!!!!!!!!!*Pours himself a large whiskey* Want some?

~New Chracter~
Name: Buddy
Gender: male (mudokon Scrub)
Age: 23
Club: Frank's
Staff/Slave
Job: The janitor (he tries to stay out of the customer's sight).
Personality: Shy, sweet, & patient (is often yelled at).
Appearance: Looks pretty much like the average scrub. Although he does have a small, black tribal tattoo on his right arm (he used to be a native).
~~~~~
At Frank's club- Buddy sits in his room (the janitor's closet), organizing various cleaning items. He can hear his boss saying something about how badly the club is doing.

"what'll happen to me if this place shuts down?" he says quietly to himself, "Frank's not all that bad a boss...or at least he's the only one that hasn't hit me..."

Re: Club Slig
 

Name:Garth
Gender:Male
Frank's Club
Staff
Job:bartender/drunk/hitman/man with the gun behind the counter
Personality: Crazy, drunk, but puts one hell of a bullet hole in his target

At Frank's Club...

*Garth sits behind counter looking his one eye around the room*
Garth:......*opens a beer and drinks it and then toss's the bottle across the room*

*bottle hits customer knocking him out*

*other guy with him gets up and walks up to the counter*

Customer: HEY!!
Garth: HEY WASSUP!!
Customer:....your sonavabitch *punch's Garth*
Garth: *grabs face screaming and falls to the ground and begins spazzing* MOMMY!!
Customer:...uh...
Garth: *Gets up and then shoots customer*

*all look at garth*

Garth:...GO BACK TO YOUR DRINKS!!!

*all do so*

Jerri- Sure, boss. *takes drink* Is there anything I could do to help? *takes a sip*

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Dash- Yo! Garth! Chill, man! If you shoot all the customers, we won't have any!

Buddy quietly dozes off on a pile of rags in the back of his "room".

Frank: *to Jerri* yesterday we made a lousy 120 moolah. We spent yesterday on wages and supplies 1500 moolah. see why i'm going broke?

*At sligopolis*

Lazlo is Talking to his staff.

Lazlo: Finally Frank is going down the drain. But we need to finish him off. We need something to stop him ever regaining power in Magog........... Something Above the law........

* the slig with a large rifle walks in*

#14 Slig: "Let's buy some products from Vykkers Labs. I'm sure they have a lot of good things what can knock out rivals."

*makes evil face*

Lazlo: I already have. This my fellow sligs *points to slig with gun* is Kelly, he's my brother from out of town. He's our key to eliminating Frank. He is armed with a Vykkers labs Guass rifle the ammo is tipped with chemicals. I've purchased 3 of them. One for kelly and 2 for my best sligs. So this week we'll have a contest at the end of the week. The top two people will get the weapons, a huge bonus plus the task of killing Frank and all his staff!!

*at Sligonia*

Luukkis: *is listening to Lazlo holding a bottle of spirits, taking a sip or two once in a while*

Matthew: *whispers to Luukkis* Hey- listen- don't drink too much tonight. I don't wanna do your job every bloody evening just because you had one too many and passed out.

Luukkis: *whispers back to Matthew* Of course. Tonight I'm gonna take it easy- I'm gonna make the people scream for more good music when I'm done-hehheh.

Matthew: You sure?

Luukkis: Positive.

Matthew:*shrugs* Good.

*both focus listening to Lazlos speech*

*at Frank's*

Hollow: *wanders to the bar counter*
Yo Garth- wassup bro! Toss me a drink will ya--I need something to clear my head-- something strong.

At Frank's~
Buddy: zzZZZzz... *slowly wakes up* Eh? *yawns* is it closing time yet? *gets up opens the door, just a crack, to see if all the customers have gone* Hmmmm... *mutters to himself* Not many people around today..Strange..normaly theres lots of em' around at this time a' day..or night..which-ever it is...*closes door* I'll just wait for Frank to call me out.........*goes back to sleep*

Frank is downtown in his flats. He is packing his stuff into boxes.

Frank: well this is my last stand. I wonder if i can stay with one of my staff?

Suddenly the phone rings.

At Franks~
Buddy: *wakes up again* Sigh...its pretty quiet... *opens the door to see if everyone's gone* Good, no one here *grabs a mop, bucket, rags, ect. & begins cleaning* (what am I gonna do?...) *looks out the window as he's cleaning it*

Frank is on his mobile walking down the street he walks past the window with Buddy in.

Buddy: *smiles stupidly for a second, then swallows hard & tries to avoid eye contact with his boss* Gulp... *gets back to work*

Frank walks into his club the next morning. He sees Buddy.

Frank: Buddy, come here.......... can i ask a favour, can i stay with you for a while?

Buddy flinches when he hears his name mentioned (its not because he fears Frank, its just a reflex he gained from his former masters). He timidly walks over to his boss.
Buddy: With me? h-here in the club? Sure sir....but why do you need to stay here? What happened to your place?

Frank: I had to sell my place to keep this place going. Please Buddy, i'll double your wages..............

Buddy: *tilts his head to one side, a puzzled expression on his face* Sh-sure sir! Stay as long as ya like, but I dont want ya to double any wages--I'm a slave, not a worker sir. *shrugs & begins to wash tables*

(ooc: Sorry i keep calling sligonia sligopolis.....)
Before opening time that day Frank and some of the staff hauled the boxes that he had packed to his new home.

Frank had just finished putting the boxes in the store room, when it was openining time. He went up to his office and browsed through a newspaper, he glances to the ground floor when something cathes his eye. Lazlo was in his joint.........

((OOC: where did everyone else go?))
Buddy lay resting in his room, his arms ached from helping his boss with the boxes.
Buddy: Sigh.... *cuddles into his bed of rags* ( even if he's a slig, I feel sorry for the guy....Frank'll lose this place too if something isn't done soon... ) .......... *starts playing with a small paint brush, pretending he's painting cave symbols on the wall*

~~At Sligonia~~

Luukkis:*whispers to Matthew*
You hear that?! Boss is gonna do Frank in! Cool! I'm in for that competition! *takes a long sip from his bottle and burbs afterwards* Why dontcha come too, eh?

Matthew: Errrr...no-- I don't think so.

Luukkis: Why?

Matthew: Well... You see, I don't want to ruin my reputation.

Luukkis: Ruin? Whaddaya mean ruin?

Matthew: I don't wanna be known as a murderer. I have better talents than running around the town, killing old, cheesy glukkons!

Luukkis: *shrugs* Suit yourself. *takes a sip* Hey-- why don't we get back to our jobs, hmm?

Matthew: Works fine for me--get it?

Luukkis: *looks confused at Matthew* Eh...no.

Matthew: *sigh* Well... it's like this-- you said that we should get back to our jobs, then I replied works fine for me! See? Job--work! *laughs at his own "joke"*

Luukkis: Oddness,... you're one weird slig!

Matthew: Oh look who's talking! Heh, just kidding. Let's go.

Luukkis: Yeah, let's make the party people SCREAM!! Whooo-hoo!!!

*both leave the room where Lazlo previously had his speech. They walk to the dance hall and Luukkis goes to his mixing table, Matthew following close behind*

Luukkis: *yells into the mike* Alllllright people! Those who came here to party--RAISE YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND SCREAM!!!
*holds his breath to hear the screams*
....---? Huh? *sees only a few drunken customers hanging around the club*
HEY!!! *turns to yell at Matthew*
You little bum! Where the blue hell are all the customers!?

Matthew: Don't yell at me!! I don't know!!

Luukkis: Awwww darn! This was supposed to be my big night!
.... Oh well... at least I have my own drinks with me... *takes a looong sip-emptying the bottle*

Matthew: *sighs and shakes his head* ...here we go again... *puts his sunglasses on* ..DJ Matt is ready to make some heat... *glares at the "customers"* ...If the situation allows it.

~~Frank's~~

Hollow: *waiting for his drink*

((ooc: All my chars, i don't know about yours, are sligs not gluks or anything else))

Frank walks into Buddy's and his room. He rolls out a sleeping bag and starts to rest.

~New Chracter~
Name: Willow
Gender: female (mudokon Scrub)
Age: 17
Club: Sligonia
Staff/Slave
Job: cleaner/singer
Personality: Willow is a fun-loving & spontaneous charracter (As well as a bit of a tomboy). She can, however, be unpredictable at times & is a bit Rebellious/mischievous. Though she is friendly to most people she meets, Willow has very few true friends. She is very artistic & loves to draw, sing, paint, & write. Appearance: Willow has a sleek and slightly small figure for a mud, her skin is a faint turquoise collor. Dont let Willow's looks decieve you--she's been known to kick the crap outtah people who give her good reason to. She has a beutifull voice. Willow likes to occasionally decorate her feather/pony-tail with various things.
~~~~~

~@ Frank's~
Buddy puts the brush away quickly as his boss enters the room. He sighs & begins to slowly drift off to sleep.

~@ Sligonia~
Willow sits at a small table in a dark corner of the club. Rag in hand, she cleans the surface of the table in silence. She suddenly looks up & laughs quietly to herself at Luukkis & Matthew--she'd always found them entertaining, they were some of the only Sligonia staff that she liked.

@ Franks
Frank wakes up in the night, he grabs a torch and heads for the toilets. He tugs the door and then finds it locked. On the way back to Buddy's room he spots three shadowy figures outside the main door, all sligs he recognises one of their voices, Lazlo. Frank runs for his gun, he wakes Buddy. He sees buddy waking up and tosses him a pistol.
Frank runs to the alarm button and hits it. That will wake up all the security staff. Frank straps on a night scope to his gun. he aims it towards the figures it was Lazlo and someone who looks just like him. another slig was with them he was walking towards a van outside, the van was painted camoflague colours, the slig jumped in the side and started the engine. he needed to stop them getting away. He needed to find out what they're doing.

Buddy awoke & looked at the gun his boss had given him. (what the hell?!) He followed Frank and quickly realized what was happening. Without thinking, he aims the pistol at one of the van's tires..... *BLAM!* And shoots. The tire hisses as buddy aims for a second tire.....*BLAM!* this shot misses, instead, it shatters the right/front window of the van. Buddy almost swears that he heard a cry of pain inside the dark van... but before he can do anything further, he feels a sharp, blinding pain scid right across his left side. Buddy falls into a crouch, grasping his bleeding rib-cage.
Buddy: *says very quietly to himself* Heh...they missed me..just scraped me in the side......

~~~@ Sligonia~~~
Willow decides to get some rest, she has all her work done for the day & she's very tired. She leaves the club & heads around the back, to a small shed (this is her place). she unlocks the door & slips quietly inside, locking the door behind her.
Willow: *sighs quietly* Oh boy..... *collapses on her bed-A pile of old rag & other soft materials* .....need....sleep........ zzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz.........ergh.*wakes up, she thinks she just heard a gun go off somewhere off in the distance* ..huh?....*listens carefully for a few moments* ....what ever....zzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........

~~frank's~~

Hollow: *snaps into attention as the alarm rings*--Huh? What? ...Who's the idiot who dares to cause trouble here-- 'cause they know who they have to face when they make trouble... Me!
No need for that drink Garth! I'll just borrow your shotgun for a while!

*Hollow takes the gun under the counter and runs where Frank and Buddy are. As he arrived, the first thing he spotted was Buddy on the ground and Frank with a sniper--which he thought was more interesting than Buddy's wound--Hollow likes guns a lot. Especially sniper rifles. His gaze drifts into the fleeing car. He loads the gun and fires it at the car*

Hollow: Oh no you don't!

*he fires the gun again, and again and again-- shot cartridges falling down to the asphalt road as Hollow packs the van with shotgun pellets ,time after time*

*in no time, the gun goes "click", but the van had stopped only few ten meters¤ away from the sligs& Buddy*

Hollow: Got 'em! *reloads the gun and run up to the van...*

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>>sligonia<<

Luukkis: *is now passed out and sleeping on a bar stool, near the place where Willow was cleaning* ...rrrrr-....-ro...robots----*grumble*---*mumble* ---*snort*---- ZzzzZZzzzz......

Matthew: *comes down from the mixing table and walks where Luukkis is* ...Hey! DJ Matt calling DJ Look, come in DJ Look!

Luukis: ...*grumble* ...pisssh off....*mumble*....*snort*

Matthew: Fine! That is sooo fine with me! Hehheh--I get double wages after this night--your wage included! Sayonara DJ Look!
*starts waltzing away--till he noticed a friendly looking female customer at the corner*

Hmmm... Why if it ain't my ..errh... Manny!
*walks up to her* Haven't seen you in ages, but you still look as charming as ever. *takes her hand and kisses it*
Mon chérie... *winks at her*

But-- no time to chit-chat-- the night of the DJ is at hand! I must flee before the sun arises, or I'll never see my registre des salaires never again! Farewell Willow---errh....Manny!-- and would you mind looking after DJ Luukkis for me? Good!

*runs back to the mixing table, starting to play new songs*

The female customer: *looks stunned but starts to giggle hysterically* DJ Matthew kissed me!!! AAAAAHHHH!!! And---and I get to watch DJ Luukkis!! This is the happiest night in my life!!--but anyway--- WAITER!!! I need a drink!!!

~~~@ Franks~~~
Buddy gets to his feet, leaving the gun on the ground. He leaves quietly & unnoticed by the rest of the staff, to his room to find a rag to bandage himself with. His vision begins to become blurry and soon he cannot tell where exactly he is going. He wonders on until he finally collapses & passes out somewhere far across town, very close the edge of the city.

~~~@ Sligonia~~~
Willow wakes up & gets out of bed, the noises she'd heard earlier had made her a little uneasy. She picks up a pad of paper & pencil, just before leaving her room (and of course, locking the door behind her). Willow enters the club once again & seats herself at a table in the far back. She opens the paper pad, flips past many older drawing she'd done, & begins to draw.
Willow: *hums along softly with the music thats currently playing*

Frank runs outside, Lazlo and his look alike are gone he runs into the van to see the third slig. he is heavily bleeding. Frank picks him up and pushes him against a wall. He then disconnects the sligs pants to stop him running away. He carries him outside and hands him to Hollow.

Frank: Put him in the cooler till I'm ready k?

>>sligonia<<

Matthew: (God... It's getting hot up here... must me those bloody 100 watt lights...I need to get a drink!) *to the mike* Alright people, DJ Matt is taking a break, but don't be fret--I'll be right back with some chillin' music!! *hops down from the table and heads for the bar counter*

*to the bartender* Hey! Toss me a beer!
Bartender: Sure thing Matt! *pours him a large root beer*
Here, don't get drunk boy *grins and snigger*!

Matthew: *looks at his root beer* Har-har! No tip for you! Tch...
*drinks the mug empty with one shot*
Ahh...---that was good! Gimme another one-- this time I'd like the real stuff!

Bartender: *laughs* Okay, okay! *gives Matt his beer* There ya go. Just don't take too many--you know you get easily drunk-- and we don't have a spare DJ if you get pissed.

Matthew: Ah, chill bro! I'm not that crazy! *laughs* Well, see ya! *leaves the counter, looking for a place where to sit-- and maybe smoke a cig or two*
Ah-- *sees Willow drawing and goes to her* hiya!
Mind if I sit here *takes out a chair and sits next to her*...?

*sips his beer*
So... Willow... whatcha drawing?

Luukkis: *sleeping*

<<<<
The female customer: *talking to Luukkis*...- So-- ah-ahaha- me and my friend--Jenna--hahah--- we were both like "No way"-- and then this guy--- he --hahaha- comes to us like--haha- like "wassup ladies" and we're like "eeeew, go away" and then he---ahaahaah-- you won't believe this-- he actually--

Luukkis: *mumbles in his sleep, drool oozing out of his mouth*...*hic*

~~frank's~~

Hollow: *takes the slig the throat* Sure thing Frank! C'mon ya little punk!! I'll teach ya a thing or two about meddling! *takes him to the back room of the club* Now--
*tosses him down on the floor* You'd better start talking--or we will get nasty on you!!

*starts cranking his fingers, grinning evily*

Lazlo stormed back into his club. He had a bullet wound to the chest. He walked into his office and got out a medical kit. He was looking down at the club when he sees willow not working. This sets him off............

~~~Buddy~~~
Buddy wakes up to find himself under a garbage can thats tipped over. His stomach lurches, causing him to throw up. After he's settled down a bit, Buddy takes a look around. He quickly notices that his vision is back to normal & that he is very close to the city's borders. Buddy stands up, his knees feel weak & wobble slightly underneath him.
Buddy: woah....easy...easy! *almost falls*.....alright, 'ere we go....*starts running for the city's borders*...(Soooo close to being free again!!!!)... *runs straight into a fence--the border* argh! ow!... *glares at the fence, but then he spots a hole in it nearby* Heheheheh.... *Sneaks through & runs off, disapearing into the distance*


~~~@ Sligonia~~~
Willow grins sweetly as Matthew takes a seat next to her. She shows him what she has been working on, its a small sketch of a paramite.
Willow: nothing much... *doesn't see Lazlo, instead she turns to talk to Matthew* So, what have you been up to---how ya been?

>>sligonia<<

Matthew: Hey! That looks just like a paramite I've seen from the books! It looks so real! Heh--you are a pro Willow!
But anyway... I've been doing great--though I have to work twice as much than normally because of DJ Look... God, that bloke is alway drunk! *takes a sip from his beer*
Ah-- sorry-- would you like one too? A beer that is. I can go get you one if you like...

Lookkis: *still asleep and drooling* ....ZZzzzZZZzz... figer...-nail...*snort*

The friendly looking female customer: *still babbling to Lookkis* --and you can't believe---heeheheeehee--you---ahaha-- ah!Hah! Hah! ---etc. etc....

Lookkis: ...zzzzZzzzZZzzz.... mush---rooms....---shrooms---*grumble, cough*

~~frank's~~

Hollow: *keeping an eye for the injured slig, waiting for Frank to arrive*

~~~@ Sligonia~~~
Willow: *grins* Ah, what the heck..Sure! Thanks Matt.... Can I ask you something? *pauses* I was wondering--I want to try drawing a slig...and..well..*pauses again*... Would you let me draw you?When your not busy that is...

~~Buddy~~
Buddy: Yeeeeeeheheheh! *disapears into the forest* freedom! *isn't watching where he's going* Yeeeee! *runs staight into another mudokon--who's armed with a sling-shot* ack! ow....ugh... *passes out*