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deadly_little ([personal profile] deadly_little) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-11-09 06:50 pm

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A new sign hangs outside the brothel-formerly-known-as-Apple, proclaiming it to be 'The Fourth Sin'. Below it is another sign: 'Grand Opening!' The 'Now Hiring' sign is still in the yard.

Miho is nowhere in sight, unless one actually looks up at the roof, which so few people do. She might come in a few times for more brownies coffee. Becky is behind the new desk in the front room.

Welcome to The Fourth Sin!

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc- Damnit! And the brothers are working tonight at the pub. *makes note to go by another time*]

[identity profile] bens-mikey.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
((ooc: tsk tsk, split loyalties. :P))

[identity profile] luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
((ooc: And I still want their to be a sign saying 'Feel free to take advantage of the employees'))

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Jarod walked through the door and looked around. It seemed like a nice place. Plus they were hiring--he had some jobs lined up, but he didn't think they'd be enough to support him. "Hello?"

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Becky sits behind the desk, looking quite professional...in that she has a pair of half-glasses perching on the tip of her nose. Everything else about her is the same as ever, however.

Her boredom melts when the boy walks in.

"Hey there, honey. What can I do for you?"

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Two girls in one night. This was an all-time record for Jarod. He grinned. "I'm new in town, and I'm trying to line up work and find a place to stay."

He stuck a hand out. "I'm Jarod."

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Becky gracefully accepted the hand with a smile. "Becky. What kind of work are you interested in? We're somewhat...specialized."

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not really picky," Jarod replied. "I don't have a lot of experience, but I'm very enthusiastic."

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Becky giggled. "Okay, sweetheart. You do understand what it is we do here, right? Because," Becky gave him an appraising once-over, "I think you could be very useful for us."

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Jarod looked confused and felt a little bit naked in the wake of Becky's appraisal. "No, actually, I don't."

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Becky laughed outright. "Oh, you poor, sweet little dear. This is a brothel."

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Jarod blushed bright red. "Oh."

He'd done a sim involving a brothel once, but that had been more about the sheriff committing illegal acts than the brothel itself.

"Um...do you have some work to do that isn't..." At a loss for words, he gestured and hoped Becky would understand what he meant. "Because I really have no experience at doing that."

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
He walks in and heads for the desk.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Gob rode his Segway up to the building. "Hmm... The Fourth Sin, huh?" he asked himself. "That's either about lust or gambling, and either way, I'm feeling lucky." He parked and walked inside.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello there, darling," Becky said, grinning. "What can I do you for tonight?"

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Why, hello. I was hoping to see a little..." a flash and some smoke came out of one of Gob's sleeves, "magic tonight. If you know what I mean."

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Becky arched a brow. "Well, cowboy, that's a pretty nifty trick. You going to set one of my girls on fire, are you? Saw her in half? Turn her into a bunny?"

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Why? Does that cost extra?" This sounded much stranger out loud than it did in Gob's head.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Becky stared.

"Um...no. We'd really prefer you didn't do anything of that sort to anyone. Unless you're turning someone into a bunny, since that happens all the time around here, apparently, and you can get away with it. But if you hurt or mess up any of our ladies, Miho will not hesitate to fuck you up. Okay?"

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Gob wasn't sure he heard Becky right about the bunny thing. He decided to forget about that for now. "The only time they'll be hurting is when I've left." He gave a little chuckle.

[OOC: If/when Gob crosses a line, Miho is encouraged to cause him some pain.]

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
Becky arched a brow. "All right, honey, if that's your kink."

She hands him a rules sheet that reads:

The Fourth Sin: Terms of Agreement


1. Failure to pay promptly and in full will result in Miho slicing you.

2. Trying to make the girls do anything they don't want to do...that's a slicing.

3. Being rude to the staff...that's a slicing.

4. Unprotected sex...that's definitely a slicing.

5. Not leaving when asked? Slicing.

(ooc: By reading this sheet, and then participating in any of these behaviors, you are agreeing to be sliced. This is your only warning)

"Do you agree?" Becky asked.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Gob read the sheet, then asked, "When you say 'a slicing,' what exactly do you mean?"