Character's Name: David Prince Mcintosh
PB: David Mcintosh
Journal/AIM: kingdmcintosh / notanactualprince
Age/DOB (include year): 30 - december 10th 1985
Occupation: Security
Role in Game (if not employed by/at Palace): Security at Babylon
Appearance (height, weight, and photo, please): height 6'0, weight 180 pounds /
http://i.imgur.com/OVnsvU2.jpg History/Bio (min. 1 paragraph/approx 150 words): David was born and raised in Manchester, UK where he grew up with his parents, he’s an only child so he’s close to both of his parents, both are still alive back in the UK. He served in the shortly after he finished high school and served for 6 years before he decided to leave to move to the US and try out his luck as a model, he went to New York where he spent five years, working as a server and getting modelling jobs here and there but nothing big that would make him recognizable to people on the street. David decided he needed a more stable job so he decided to put modelling on hold for a while and managed to find a friend of a friend who got him an interview with Zach so he could work security at Babylon, figuring he could use his time in the military to good use working there, being surrounded by hot dancers while making good money? Perfect job in David’s book.
Miscellaneous (optional): N/A
RP Sample (min 150 words if narrative): THEM: Saturday night was the busiest at the Babylon and Grace always worked his shift, tonight he was dressed in a pair of thigh high riding boots, a steel boned white corset and a matching thong, with a feather boa around his neck and some gold paint to make his skin shine even more. After the pole routine on the stage, the patrons allowed him the time to gather himself before they started calling for their lap dances. As Grace walked from one to the other, the bulges were evident at their crotches. He felt them watching him closely, their eyes devouring his swaying hips and flushed skin. He was proud of his job, his dancing skills, knowing they were looking at him with their own hunger; wanting him, desiring him, their lust roaring because of him. The idea that he had just been sitting in their laps, in all their laps, was not affecting Grace in this, he was just doing his job. Dancing and teasing, making their lustful stares enticing. It was what they paid him for. One of the men was drunk, and possibly high, and very rich, judging from the jeweled rings on his fingers, none of which looked fake. "You come here, boy, and I'll give you what you are after." He said with a sly smile as Grace started grinding against him in a lap dance. He was alert like a wild animal, his back arched, and his eyes watching the man's as he could feel the gaze devour him. He was getting a bad vibe with this one, his inner instincts telling him to get over with the dance as soon as he could.
The song ended, and Grace was about to stand up and walk away as the patron's hand darted out, taking hold of his wrist and looping his other arm around his waist, his erection pressing up against Grace's ass, barely covered with a thin string of his thong, faster than he could even cry out. "Ah! Now this is much better," the man whispered devilishly. "Perhaps, I'll just fuck you right here." With his feet dangling on either side of the man's thighs, Grace felt himself trapped. "Sir, I'm a stripper." He said in his melodic voice with a thick Brazilian accent, "I give lap dances. I don't..." He was cut off short by the patron. "Now you do, there's always a first time and I'll pay you double." The man roared with laughter, slapping Grace's ass, just as Grace tried to pull himself from the patron's lap, but his steely grip on his waist held him in place like in a pair of pincers. "No, please. I can get you someone who would..." The man growled into his skin, "No, you can't. You'll love my cock, don't worry. A hot little slut like you." Grace felt hot all over, his face burning with flush and desperate anger. He tapped the patron soundly on the chest and tried to pull away, only earning him a snort and a laugh. His fingers clenching around Grace's wrist painfully tight. Grace worked out but his lanky gymnast frame was definitely overpowered by the mass that the guy was. He looked in desperation, struggling and that only seemed to turn the guy on more.
ME: David had been working on Babylon long enough to know that Saturday nights were the busiest of the week so he and the rest of the staff were on high alert and knowing they had to be efficient and accretive. He was watching the room from the bar, obviously not drinking because he was working so he kept his distance, especially since some of the members offered to buy him drinks and hit on him and while some of them were attractive, David never responded to their advances because he didn't want to compromise his job. His eyes landed on Grace while he danced on the pole and he had to adjust himself in his pants, he'd been watching his numbers for weeks and managed to get aroused every single time and did his best to hide it and not be a creep. His eyes stayed on Grace as he did the lap dances, he knew it was his job so he wasn't jealous or anything. He looked away for a second then caught the altercation and immediately knew that something was wrong so he made his way to the member and Grace, gripping the man's shoulder "Is there a problem here?" He asked in a firm voice and glared at the man, who looked at him and laughed it off "We are fine, you can leave" he said but David knew better by the look on Grace's face "This little slut just needs someone to show him his place" he added smacking Grace's ass again and moving his hand to his cock "Sir, this isn't allowed. He doesn't offer that kind of service" he told him as he tried to remain calm, taking a hold of the man's wrist to pull it off Grace "Let him go, we'll find you someone to fit your needs" he said firmly, knowing he could overpower him but he didn't want to cause scene.
Do you intend them to be a member of Babylon (pending mod approval)? no
Character Twitter (if they have one): N/A
Have you ever played, or do you now play other characters here? If yes, please list: yes, Josh Devine
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Save or Kill? (you can save one choice, the other is completely erased from existence)
Which will you save?
Twilight or 50 Shades of Grey Twilight
Marvel or DC comics Marvel
American Football or European Footie (soccer) Footie all the way!
alcohol or pot Alcohol
Walmart or Target Target
Justin Bieber or Justin Timberlake Justin Timberlake
Demi Lovato or Selena Gomez Demi Lovato
Britney or Miley Miley
RuPaul's Drag Race or KUWTKardashians Rupaul's Drag Race
Marry, fuck, kill
Lady Gaga, Ben Stiller, J-Lo - Marry Gaga, kill Ben Stiller and fuck J-lo
Kim Kardashian, Kris Jenner, Kylie Jenner - Marry kim for the money, fuck kris so I can marry kim, kill kylie
Adam Lambert, Eric Bana, Hugh Hefner - Marry Hugh Hefner, fuck Eric Bana and kill adam lambert
Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson, Marisa Tomei, Sen. Bob Dole - kill bob dole, marry the rock, fuck marisa tomei
Martin Sheen, Charlie Sheen, Rush Limbaugh - kill them all
John Travolta, Ariana Grande, P!nk - fuck p!nk, marry ariana grande and kill john travolta
Kristin Stewart, Megan Fox, Snooki - fuck megan fox, kill snooki, marry kristin stewart
Robert De Niro, Macaulay Culkin, Dr Phil - marry robert de niro, fuck dr phil I guess and kill macaulay culkin
William Shatner, Hugh Laurie, Sarah Jessica Parker - fuck hugh laurie, marry william shatner and kill SJP
Gwynneth Paltrow, Vince Vaughan, Steve-O (from Jackass) - fuck steve-o, kill gwynneth and marry vince vaugh
any 3 of the Spice Girls (all original members) - fuck scary spice, marry ginger, kill posh
any 3 of N Sync - fuck justin timberlake, marry lance bass, kill joey fatone
Either/Or (Which does the char prefer)
bed or couch: bed
money or fame: money
e-book or analog (physical copy) book: analog
cupcakes or cookies: cookies
Coffee or Tea: coffee
Chocolate or Vanilla: cocolate
Snow sports or water sports (the family friendly variety): water sports
fake italian or fake mexican food: fake mexican
Android or iPhone: android
Optimist or pessimist?: optimist
Introvert or extrovert?: extrovert
Daredevil or cautious?: daredevil
Logical or emotional?: logical
Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat?: methodical and neat
Prefers working or relaxing?: working
Confident or unsure of himself/herself?: confident
Animal lover?: yes
Toilet paper over or under?: over