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The Wild West Brothel (AU) Smut Meme |
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| The year is 18...something-something. It's before cars, before airplanes, and before, if we're to believe movies and books, law and order were firmly put in order. The horse reigns supreme, though the train is an up-and-coming marvel, and that's where many people make their money- on both sides of "good" and "bad." Cowboys and bandits run the trails while they guard or steal cattle, and the lawmen can be just as crooked as the big bosses that own everything, from the cows to the mines in the stony hills. This is a hard land, a land for killing and a land for dying on the sandy ground. Everything drips red with blood, with little exception. Of course, there are places to find a little comfort. Such a place is Tumbleweed Tonya's infamous "cat house" brothel, the last stop before the open wilderness of the Broken Bird Trail, one of the most dangerous drives that leads all the way to Old Mexico through deserts and Indian territory. But you don't have to think so much about that at Tonya's. In a little enclave that includes a saloon and a mercantile shop, this little whorehouse is the best west of Texas. There's booze, good food, and, to be expected, good company. Tonya, a hardworn madame from back east who's surprisingly well-read, prides herself in keeping a menagerie fit for every taste, and she means every taste: there are young women, old women, Celestial maidens from the Far East, Indian maids, even men for those who enjoy a bit of masculine company. After all, she's not one to judge. Some even say that some of the workers may not be exactly...human. You've found yourself here. Maybe you're a worker here, trying to earn a few dollars with your body. You could be an honest cowboy, or a bandit hero, or the law itself. Why you're here can be just as varied. This may be your last ride and you're looking to share the last moments with someone. Perhaps you're a regular who just likes a good screw every now an then, an ordinary citizen who just got sucked up in all this, or someone involved in the blossoming crime world who does their business in a good ol' fashioned brothel. Worst of all, though, you could be someone who's in love with one of the workers and is trying to save him/her. That can only end in tragedy. Whatever the case may be, there are plenty of tokens to go around for those who have the money. Let your horse take a break, take a load off your feet, and enjoy some fun for a spell. OOC As someone who likes historical AU, I thought this may be a fun setting to play around with. Feel free to do as you like and do completely historical shenanigans, or play it fast and loose with something as varied as steampunk or sci-fi westerns. Of course, AU isn't completely necessary. For rules, they're just like any other meme: -Comment with your character. -Comment to others. -Get your smut on. Blank comments are fine. However, if you like forms, we have those, too! Character Name: Age: Role: What role your character is playing in this little show (ie, worker, cowboy, town sheriff, bandit). Multiples roles for different options are obviously okay. Preferences: Any Other Info: This is where you can put information about your character, their personality, or maybe even their "AU" information for this post. You can also come up with scenarios if you'd like. |
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| There’s no real push to your actions; you do them as if they were second nature. Perhaps, initially, you were assigned this role, as protector and guardian of this person. Maybe you took it on because there was no one else. A natural guardian or not, good or evil, you caught a shining to them and felt…something. Something hard to explain, but you want to keep them safe and happy - or at the very least, content. No one is as dedicated to them as you. You want them to reach their goals; to help them achieve them, you'll do what you must, even if it means being their gofer or their right hand. But most of all, you don't want them to end up like you. They're worth more than that. Yet somehow, along the line, you became more to them, more than just their protector. You protect them anew and you've found a different way to make them happy. It's selfish, too, because you love them in your way and you want them more than anything. You may feel guilty, of course. They don't, though, and that's what matters.
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