Fodmodmadtol
15-08-2004, 06:21
"Money. Money. Sume drugs, and mure money."
A cigar was pummeled into an ashtray.
"The Molotov opens tumorow. You will exploit anythingk and everythingk in sight."
The Molotov Casino slammed as it's power breaker was slipped on, it inundating the night with glitz.
A faint light glazes the room in question as power rushes to the Atrium opposite the plate glass. Only a dim glow penetrates the tinted windows into the office, hardly enough to shine anything. The lights here were respectivley off. A standing staff of twelve began to file out through the only door of the room, leaving one sitting. One left facing the window, staring out into the neon glow of the Atrium. When the door closed leaving all anonymous figures seperated, a word was spoken to the casino.
"Who can say zey do not crave honey? Nyet, not I said the bear."
Ooc: For the rabid gambler. High stakes poker games in dusky back rooms, craps tables flooded with cash, roulette wheels dusted in crack, and the mandatory revolver for some russian roulette. Security would be almost non-existant, allowing for you to tote in a shotgun if you like. Only thing we semi-care about is someone cheating. National leaders, Underworld leaders, whatever you have just toss 'em here. I swear there won't be any decency! Any takers?
A cigar was pummeled into an ashtray.
"The Molotov opens tumorow. You will exploit anythingk and everythingk in sight."
The Molotov Casino slammed as it's power breaker was slipped on, it inundating the night with glitz.
A faint light glazes the room in question as power rushes to the Atrium opposite the plate glass. Only a dim glow penetrates the tinted windows into the office, hardly enough to shine anything. The lights here were respectivley off. A standing staff of twelve began to file out through the only door of the room, leaving one sitting. One left facing the window, staring out into the neon glow of the Atrium. When the door closed leaving all anonymous figures seperated, a word was spoken to the casino.
"Who can say zey do not crave honey? Nyet, not I said the bear."
Ooc: For the rabid gambler. High stakes poker games in dusky back rooms, craps tables flooded with cash, roulette wheels dusted in crack, and the mandatory revolver for some russian roulette. Security would be almost non-existant, allowing for you to tote in a shotgun if you like. Only thing we semi-care about is someone cheating. National leaders, Underworld leaders, whatever you have just toss 'em here. I swear there won't be any decency! Any takers?