the NIGHTCLUB meme

[thememening]

TURN
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1 CROWD. Many clubs are open to everyone, while some cater to a specific demographic - whether that means a special event, a common interest… or maybe clientele that aren’t quite so human.
2 BAR. Whether you’re into hard liquor, a nice cocktail, or a good old-fashioned beer, this place is stocked and the bartenders know what they’re doing. Of course, not everybody knows their limits…
3 CREW. Night out with friends, or flying solo? You can always meet new people in a place like this - even if you never see them again!
4 MUSIC. What’s the jam in this joint? Smooth jazz, hard rock, straight up EDM? The music is crucial for establishing the vibe. Bonus points: pick a soundtrack! Hard mode: put your music on random and set your scene with whatever comes on next. We dare you.
5 GIMMICK. Maybe there’s a pool in the middle of the club. Or a pirates-only section. Or a complimentary breakfast buffet! What kind of club is this, exactly?
6 BOUNCE. Are you the big bad bouncer in this club, or are you getting your ass thrown to the curb?
7 FIGHT. Someone’s causing trouble! Is it you? Or are you the one who’s gonna do something about it?
8 AFTERPARTY. It’s closing time, but the night’s not over yet. Maybe you’re ready to call it a night - or maybe there’s a second location, for friends or just two people who want some privacy.

HOUSE RULES:
♣︎ Show your ID.
♣︎ Make a request.
♣︎ Don't make us call security.
♣︎ DROP IT LOW

Comments

Beelzebub | Paradise Lost | OTA

[hesperussword]

[Angel of war and drunkenness... does he really belong anywhere else? Open to any prompt up there. Note: he is 6'8" with huge wings and almost always carrying swords. This could make for some fun/funny encounters.]

[sonof_mogh]

Worf entered the rather strange night club and immediately headed towards the bar where he noticed a tall and strong creature drinking there. He was at least a few good inches on Worf, possibly around four inches taller and had huge wings. A proud warrior indeed with swords no less. His physique seemed sturdy with good hard muscle for wielding such handsome blades. He stood at the bar and eyed up the angel-like man and offered him a stern stare.

"Bloodwine."

He almost barked at the barkeep, who offered the alien a stare but none the less went to find his drink. Would they have it at such a place? Worf hoped so. It seemed the sort of bar where aliens and strange creatures frequented. Turning to the winged man, he wondered what sort of tales of battle he had endured.

"What are you drinking? You are a warrior, are you not?"

[hesperussword]

The word Bloodwine has Beelzebub looking at the other man before he is addressed. What an odd looking head. He stares and is still staring when the man turns to him.

"Devil brandy." Beelzebub mentions with a grin. He may be a little drunk already. "I'm war. What are you?"

Ziggy Stardust |The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust | OTA

[ziggyplayedguitar]

[Open to being the bouncer but will drive people away with telepathy. Pacifist and will not fight but you can try #7. Open to everything else. Bonus: could be the band/Dj playing at the club]

Amartolosa/Sin | Milton's Paradise Lost | OTA

[amartolosa]

[Open to anything up there.. surely the angel of Sin can cause some mischief here.]

Lucifer Morningstar | Milton's Paradise Lost|OTA

[the_rebel_son]

[Open to any of the prompts.]

Major Tom Jones | Space Oddity/Ashes to Ashes/Etc | OTA

[hellomajortom]

[Open to any prompts. Tom is in his late 40s-early 50s]

Balthazar | Supernatural | ota

[angelic_asshole]

[boozy angel anyone?]

Joseph Kavinsky | The Raven Cycle

[likeathief]

[m/m if you want anything smutty otherwise ota]

[traveller3326]

What happens in the nightclub, what the name of the club is, it's a little unclear to Philip. It might have been a colour, it might have been something else. He finds himself in the club, leaning on a railing beside the dance floor that has people writhing on it to a music that has been playing the soundtrack of his life for the past... hour? Two hours? It remains undecided.

Everything is, bright and wonderful, though, pleasure centres of his brain firing up like a Christmas tree. When his eyes fall onto another guy with dark hair and heavy lidded eyes, he smiles, and maybe stares, probably stares for quite a while. It breezes past. A few second, ten minutes...

The crowd pushes them to each other. Philip laughs, it feels like a scene in a Disney movie (an old 21's century saying). He waves and then mouths "Hi, there," when the sea of limbs and bodies lets them up. Too loud to be heard over everything else. Maybe he should use sign language? Are people fluent in that? Perhaps not.