George's Gin Joint (Formerly an abandoned warehouse named George)

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

A high time was always to be had at George's Gin Joint. Barry "The Brain" Ween always made sure of that. The liquor was always pouring and the casino was always dealing and spinning depending on your choice of games.

And more importantly, the place was always open. You have to love a place like that!

So come on in for a good time and a complimentary drink. Surely you can't pass that up?

Comments

Re: Gamble!

[the_merriest]

Like Ricki wouldn't turn up here, after the sales pitch Barry had given her!

She had an allowance to burn and an itch to play craps. This place seemed perfectly suited to both.

Re: Gamble!

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Freeze bimbo!" Vic shouted as the teen orated troopers marched into the casino. "You're under arrest!"

[OOC: Escape from Vic and troopers is completely moddable]

Re: Gamble!

[the_merriest]

Ricki screamed and dropped all of her chips -- which was gonna bother her later, how else was she gonna know how much she had left??? Moot point, really.

She turned and ran as fast as her feet could carry her in the opposite direction, risking a glance over her shoulder to see if anyone was following --

-- which was how she plowed head-first into some other trooper's chest.

No fair, they'd circled the place before coming in?????

"Yeouch," Ricki whined, from the heap she'd ended up in on the floor. "I can sue youse for police brutality, you know."

Not when it was self-inflicted, Ricki.

(ARREST ME DO IT DOOOOOOOOOOOOO IT)

Re: Gamble!

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"You're going to need a lawyer first, bitch" Vic said grabbing the dame and going for her handcuffs.

Re: Gamble!

[the_merriest]

"Owwwwwww, you're hurting me," Ricki insisted.

She was probably going to whine all the way to the police station. If not longer.