Seduction

[Kaytie]

Kaytie walked into the club, which was nearly dead. She hoped up on the counter, pulling her skirt out from under her and opening it around her, like a cloth hoop. She knew sitting on the bar wasn't the cleanest, but she was here for some attention. She turned to the lonely bartender. "Sorry, you'll need the bleach today," she said, hoping the bartender caught on. But she wasn't too worried, she just needed a target.

[Kaytie]

Kaytie sat, dismayed, as the bartender brought her a very powerful drink, clear in color, and a bottle of bleach. She looked back at him. "Well, if no one comes, it won't matter if you have that," she said, pointing at the bottle of bleach. "I guess the drink will be striaght up today, not with a twist of blood," she said, sighing.

[Tamuril]

Tamuril slinked her way into the club singing sensually. 'Sexual eruuuuption." She sung. Snoop Dogg walked in behind her, talking up the baritone harmony. "Sexual seductioonnn." He crooned.

Tam and Snoop Dogg got down onto the ground, laying flat, and then rolled towards the bar.......sensually. Bumping into Kaytie's bar stool, the two stood up abruptly. Tamuril's dress, fashioned from garbage bags and twine rustled as she moved. Snoop Dogg wore a matching toga from the same materials.

She moved her face within 3cm of Kaytie's nose, staring at her without blinking she said. "What up dawg?" before dropping to the floor again, Snoop by her side, and in tandem the two of them rolled straight out of the club....and into the night....

[Aazarah]

Aazarah heard one of her favourite songs playing from the street, and followed the miraculous vocal chords of Snoop straight into the club.

Requesting a few more favourites of the star she supplied herself with drinks from the bar and bumped Tamurils bottom with her own. "Hey Tammy, looking sharp there sis!"

[Tamuril]

Rolling back into the club in tandem, Tamuril and Snoop Dogg took their seats at 2 of the three thrones in the room. She felt Aaazarah's taught butt cheek smack against hers with considerable force. The club rumbled with the B-Force of their asses colliding. Snoop Dogg nodded approvingly.

"Come Aazarah, join us in the VIP throne section." Snoop beckoned her forth sensually.

[Aazarah]

(OOC That would be the ultimate)

She followed without a word, humbly walking the footsteps of those that went before her. She looked around the VIP room and let out a sigh of relief, Katy Perry was nowhere to be seen.

"How long have you been friends?", she asked Tamuril, nodding towards Snoop Dogg. She took her seat beside the two of them and felt her back caressed by the finest silk in NW. Boobie had clearly been decorating the club also.

[Tamuril]

(did you ever see that show 'dogg after dark'? apparently snoop dogg has a night club....that is how i envision club myth or 'dogg after dark' as it shall now be called)

Tamuril smoothed the plush, purple, velour fabric lining her throne. Yes, she felt the princesses exquisite taste throughout Dogg after Dark (the new club name). The luxurious leopard print carpeting was divine. Yes, Princess Boobie had been here, possibly with her regal father (George Michael) as her decorating partner in crime.

"The Dogg and I have been friends for a long time." She answered, Snoop nodding his head behind her.

Snoop Dogg lifted his champagne glass that was filled with Passion Pop and took a delicate sip before speaking. "Yes, Tamuril and I met many years ago at Mardi Gras."

[Kaden]

Having received the invitation to something called 'Dogg After Dark' (pink letters embossed on actual hemp), Kaden immediately figured out who sent it. It was the promise of VIP seating that ensured his coming. Er...arrival. Also, how could there be a VIP Snoop Dogg party without the Dogg's partner-in-crime and Kaden's crush-for-life, Katy Perry? Oh yes, he had to go indeed.

There was no hiding his disappointment when he got there and there was no Ms. Perry. He did see Tam, Snoop, and Aazarah sitting in the three VIP thrones though, and lo and behold, there was no fourth. "You lied to me Tam!" He yelled from the door through the music all the way to the VIP section. "You said I'd have a throne too!"

[Tamuril]

The girls and Snoop watched Kaden enter 'Dogg after Dark' in his blue velour captains suit. He looked divine. As he shouted across the dance floor at them they watched in awe as all the ladies stopped doing the twist on the dance floor to twist their gazes towards his fabulous suit.

Watching him swagger towards the VIP section Tamuril felt as if she had just entered the film set for the Love Boat. "Come aboard." She sung in tune to the Love Boat theme song. "WE'RE EXPECTING YOUUUU!" Her voice reached a melodious crescendo as she serenaded them all.

She gasped in horror as she realised Kaden thought they had not prepared him a throne. "Kaden! Of course we have prepared a throne for you. Please come this way Captain" She stood aside and showed him to his throne. As he sat upon his velvet covered seat she thought nothing had ever looked more magnificent.

[Aazarah]

The whole scene was beautiful to behold, and the knowledge it had all been born out of the wonder of Mardi Gras made it all the more special. Tapping her foot to the Love Boat tune, she continued to sing the melody with velvety-gusto as Tamuril showed Kaden to his seat.

He sure looked a handsome soul sitting beside the hired genie help. His moustache spoke of wisdom beyond his youthful years.

[Kaden]

"This is what I am talking about." Kaden whispered in appreciation, sharing a gangsta high-five with the Doggfather of rap. He sat in his throne and sexy genie women appeared flanking him and he suddenly felt a cold draft on the top of his head. Also, a mustache he didn't have before. In confusion, he formed a hand mirror of ice and looked at himself. He marveled.

"What did you do Tam, I look outstanding!" He squealed.

[Tamuril]

Tam nodded knowingly as Kaden marveled at his new, fabulous, and masculine appearance. She had thought he would be pleased, Princess Boobie had shown her the 101 of human male makeovers, and by george it was going down a treat!

Returning to her own throne Tamuril beckoned for her own genie servants to come forth and bring her a cool beverage.



"You must feel so free Kaden." She said regally as she sat her amazing butt down in her throne, her Hello Kitty dress flowing down to the ground. "Now that you have a little more fresh air blowing about your noggin...ahhh to be bald.." She sighed wistfully.

[Aazarah]

Aazarah felt slightly envious of not only Tamurils devine Hello Kitty getup, but also at Kadens easy-breezy hair do. Both of them looked so care free on their thrones, surrounded by their sexy genies. The light reflecting from Kadens crown was better then any disco ball she had ever been around. And she had owned a disco ball museum for at least four years back home - so she knew what she was talking about.

Stealing a drink that was on its way to Tam, she gulped down the Fat Box with a giant grin, and started on Kadens order of a Slippery Nipple. Her friends had such refined taste.

[Tamuril]

(bahahaha Fat box and a slippery nipple wtf! sounds delicious...)

Tamuril too reflected thoughtfully on the shininess of Kaden's crown, which only further echoed the shininess of his divinely bald, bowling ball-esque of a head. She too thought back to Aazarah's famous museum and couldn't help but think that Kaden's head and crown combo would have made an excellent exhibit at the Disco Ball Museum.

Tamuri beckoned for Aazarak to come and take her own throne, so that together they may survey their kingdom and pass judgement over all of Nightworld, as was their lawful right.

Tamuril wept tears of joy as she watched Aazarah claim her throne, she was magnificent!

[Aazarah]

(Oh wow- you cant say Mads doesnt have taste!)

Aazarah followed Tamurils beckoning of reckoning and played with her gold shaped throne seat. It was both comfortable to lean upon and yet edgy enough to to appear aloof. Just what matched her owl mask and leather calve-leggings (because theyre certainily not boots are they haha?!) It was if the womans dedication to art knew no bounds.

With a trill call to the people that abounded below them she jumped on the pole and began some dancing for old time sakes. It had been years since she had danced the irish folk may pole systematic jilt. But by god it felt good!