As the car comes to a stop, Y/you open the black invitation again, Y/your fingers trailing along the silver embossed caligraphy that shimmers in the moonlight. Y/you still hadn't figured out how or why this invitation had came to Y/you, but it had piqued Y/your curiosity. The driver steps out and comes around, letting Y/you out. Before Y/you stands a large warehouse, pulsing music eminating from within its walls. The driver pulls out a phone, dialing a number and replacing it in his pocket again. After a few moments, a curvacious raven haired beauty dressed in leather comes out through the door, a smile on her crimson lips. She looks to Y/ou and speaks softly. "I've been expecting Y/you."
The driver bows toward the woman and departs, leaving Y/you in her company. She escorts Y/you through the front doors and into what appears to be a very large nightclub. Neon lights flicker around Y/you, dance music pulses, scantily clad bodies writhe against one another on the raised dance floor. In the middle of the room sits a large, fully stocked, black marble topped bar, plush red velvet bar stools all around it. In the back are booths and tables for those looking to enjoy the atmosphere a little more privately. On the wall behind the bar are three doors, which she tells Y/you will lead you to different stair cases which lead to different areas of the club. Each area requires special access, but as her guest Y/you'll be able to travel freely. The door on the right leads upstairs to the two dozen VIP rooms, which are furnished as lavish hotel suites, and the general conference room, where those looking to be away from the crowd can go to relax. The door on the left leads down one level to The Pleasure Center, a smaller, cozier semi-private bar where several of the club workers, the Poison Girls and Boys, do erotic performance art, starting at stripping and going from there. Arrangements can also be made for Y/you to have some private time with them should someone strike Y/your fancy. The middle stair case leads down to the basement, and the reason most people come to the club, she explains. With a grin she saunters across the floor, beckoning Y/you to follow.
After descending the stairs Y/you come to a large steel door. She places her hand on the scanner and the door opens. She motions Y/you inside and follows, the door swiftly closing behind. Y/you find Y/yourself in what appears to be a dungeon: shackles and chains line the walls, chairs with straps, crosses, racks, and various other bondage equipment fills the main room. Off on the side is an open room which appears to be filled with a variety of costumes, sexual toys, various accessories, and even more equipment. Along the walls are several doors, which lead to private rooms for those wanting to carry on their activities alone. Off to the side is a man, shackled against the wall, begging for the buxom blonde behind him to crack her whip against his flesh once more. Though a half open door Y/you can see the sculpted back of man who stands at the end of a table holding a bound, blindfolded, nude woman, moanng and writing as he drips hot candle wax along her milky flesh. Y/your raven haired companion turns to Y/you and explains that the Dungeons is truly the heart of the club, where people can come to fufill their wildest sexual desires, desires that they may not normally get to experience, no matter how dark they may be: from BDSM to costumes, fantasy play, and role reversal, to fetishes, to various types of torture ranging from mild to more extreme, and so on. If she doesn't have what Y/you're looking for, chances are she can get it, as she aims to please. Her crimson lips upturn in a smile once more as she speaks to Y/you. "Here Y/you never have to be afraid to let go. Are you ready to experience the Razorblade's Kiss?"
This is a free-form, modern day, BDSM themed, vampire roleplay room.
Read all rules before entering as pleading ignorance will not keep Y/you from feeling an unpleasant boot on Y/your behind.
After descending the stairs Y/you come to a large steel door. She places her hand on the scanner and the door opens. She motions Y/you inside and follows, the door swiftly closing behind. Y/you find Y/yourself in what appears to be a dungeon: shackles and chains line the walls, chairs with straps, crosses, racks, and various other bondage equipment fills the main room. Off on the side is an open room which appears to be filled with a variety of costumes, sexual toys, various accessories, and even more equipment. Along the walls are several doors, which lead to private rooms for those wanting to carry on their activities alone. Off to the side is a man, shackled against the wall, begging for the buxom blonde behind him to crack her whip against his flesh once more. Though a half open door Y/you can see the sculpted back of man who stands at the end of a table holding a bound, blindfolded, nude woman, moanng and writing as he drips hot candle wax along her milky flesh. Y/your raven haired companion turns to Y/you and explains that the Dungeons is truly the heart of the club, where people can come to fufill their wildest sexual desires, desires that they may not normally get to experience, no matter how dark they may be: from BDSM to costumes, fantasy play, and role reversal, to fetishes, to various types of torture ranging from mild to more extreme, and so on. If she doesn't have what Y/you're looking for, chances are she can get it, as she aims to please. Her crimson lips upturn in a smile once more as she speaks to Y/you. "Here Y/you never have to be afraid to let go. Are you ready to experience the Razorblade's Kiss?"
This is a free-form, modern day, BDSM themed, vampire roleplay room.
Read all rules before entering as pleading ignorance will not keep Y/you from feeling an unpleasant boot on Y/your behind.
Basic Chatroom Etiquette
-No private messages without permission.
-Take a real and appropriate name, if you wish to observe, please take a real and appropriate name, followed by the ~o~.
-Harassment of other C/chatters in any way, shape, or form is grounds booting and/or banning.
-Avatars will be limited to 400 pixels in height, and 600 pixels in width for the considertion of load time and lag time.
The Rules
1. The golden rule: Respect E/everyone. Disrespect of ANYONE will not be tolerated. A/anyone from any realm is welcome to play here. However do realize that not E/everyone in the room may understand where Y/you are coming from, so please be mindful of that. Regardless of a characters' stature in the room, all players are to be treated equally and with respect. All players, be they Dom/me, submissive, or S/switch, have the choice of what T/they wish to do and W/who T/they wish to associate with, and their wishes are to be respected. Just because Y/your character is a Dom/me, and T/theirs a submissive does not mean T/they have to play with Y/you. Anyone disregarding this will be warned once, and then booted if the behavior continues.
2. Please keep OOC comments to a minimum if there is play going on within the room. If you have any questions about the room, feel free to PM Mistress Ronnie, or anyone within her family. This is the only circumstance under which pming without permission will be tolerated.
3. Do not mix IC and OOC. What goes on in here is role play, treat it as such.
4. This is a roleplay room. If Y/you are in this room, W/we would like to see you participating. If Y/you have to be away, please say so. If Y/you merely wish to observe, please place an ~o~ or an OOC by Y/you name and keep Y/your conversations in private.
5. Open sceneing is welcome in this room. Although this is a roleplay room dealing with sexual themes and situations, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING relating to child pornography or bestiality will be tolerated within this room. This is your only warning, and failure to abide by this will result in being booted and/or banned.
6. This room is a free form room and does not support any one system over another. We take all kinds of creatures, from vampires to werecreatures, to angels and demons, to witches, hunters, ghosts, half breeds, etc. HOWEVER, if Y/you enter this room as anything other than an average mortal, Y/you will be asked to have a character sheet on a webpage available for viewing at request. This character sheet must not only list Y/your powers, but also what the powers do. If Y/you do not have a webpage to host the character sheet on, inform Mistress Ronnie or a member of her family to assist Y/you.
7. This is a limited kill/capture/collar zone for those not of the Razorblade's Kiss. All kills, captures, and collars made within the room must be approved by the players involved OR by Mistress Ronnie, BEFORE the play commences. One post kills will be ignored, and there are wards in place to protect the area from destruction. If you want to go blow things up, and just genreally cause trouble, go do it somewhere else.
Above all, respect Mistress Veronica "Ronnie" Drennyn, and those in Her family. Her word is law.
Razorblade's Kiss
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