Intro || Momentum Escort Company || Mid Aphro
It was a dare. Or a drunken call caused by your friends. Or maybe even a desperate, genuine need for company.
But whatever the reason, you are now booked in for an escort from the Momentum Escort Company. (Don't ask about the name. Please don't.) The only question that remained to be answered, you think to yourself as you stroll into the spacious room with figures lounging about on couches and low mood lighting reflecting off the occasional glass sculpture is...
Which one will you choose?
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Perhaps you like a bit of energy and excitement in a partner, cheeryness and lust mixing together in a whirlstorm of a person.
A young woman lounges on a couch, smiling to herself and with one leg over the other, as if waiting for something to happen. Carly Nagisa was the newest among the escorts, a girl with long, dark hair, and orange markings over the skimpy outfit that all of the people here wore. In her case, it was a short skirt that barely went halfway to her knees and a top which neglected to cover her midriff in spectacular fashion, a half-cape hanging from the back of her skirt completing the look.
She doesn't move her head as you approach, fingers stroking over the couch's felt covering. She's waiting for you, and once she's picked you, there's no getting away from her.
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Or perhaps you prefer an experienced partner, a lady of grace and tact with many a dark secret and skill hidden behind her calm.
She sits on a chair as the most composed of the five, the poise of a model clear as she leafs slowly through a book with a cup of tea slowly steaming beside her on a little table. Misty Lola had indeed once been a model, but the vapidity of her competitors and the long, boring hours of airbrushing and photoshopping had become too much for her. She didn't need a computer to improve on her curves, which even now strain slightly against the same outfit as Carly wears; though decorated in green.
She closes the book and turns her head to smile gently at you. "Are you much of a literary person?"
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Then again, your tastes may run to the wilder sie of things. No restraint, no barriers, no respect for the furniture, just getting down to it.
A man lies splayed on a long reclining chair, long black pants and stomach-revealing overshirt combining with his blue-ornamented hood to give an air of wildness. He's almost vertical, eyes drawing lines over the ceiling and it's marks as he grins to himself. A hunter, waiting and with all the restraint of a lion, Kiryu Kyosuke chuckles with that same grin, hood slipping to reveal white hair that went to his neck.
"Dear me," he says, black eyes tracing over you. "And here I'd hoped for someone a little more exciting..."
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Of course, submissiveness is in very great demand as well, and the strong, tall bald man sitting with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees on the ground near the window is the prime candidate if such is to your liking.
Demak has his eyes closed and his full-body suit has the same cape attached as his fellow escorts, gold striping giving him the appearance of a once-king. His markings are more extensive than theirs, however, and almost seem to glow faintly. He's at peace, as much as one can be in the Hotel, and his large frame is not one to be easily broken.
"...You have the mark of want about you," he says to you without opening his eyes. "May I know your name?"
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However, if you are too picky about your partner, then you will draw the attention of the leader of them all. And he does not appreciate insolence.
Rudger Godwin is a powerfully built man seated with his arms folded and short white hair spiked up. He fixes you with a stare of control and dominance, his body over two metres tall and stocky. He does not look like the kind of person who is easily burshed aside, to say the least.
"So, you are the troublesome one," he speaks at last, his red-trimmed robe cast over the back of the chair on which he sits. There's a table between you two, but it seems that it would hardly be an obstacle for him. "Pray tell, why do you dismiss our escorts so simply? They are both practiced and shapely. What causes you to dismiss them?"
[OOC: It's like a dating sim, only without the assload of dialogue choices and cutting straight to the sex bit! =3
Hello anyway, fellow Hotelites, and feel free to throw your character at any one of them that you choose! All of them are bisexual, for simplicity's (and horniness') sake. Carly, Misty and Kiryu are switches, Demak's predominantly a submissive and Rudger is typically dominant, but don't let that slow you down if you wish to play it another way.
Apologies about the lack of versatile icons, but there are five of them. So, uh, males, females, and all others welcome and canonmates are ten kinds of awesome (though no furries, sorry), and all of them except for Rudger are also availible in a package deal, if a greater-than-twosome is what you request. Everything except heavy bloodplay and toiletplay is welcome, though I tend to keep away from toys. Just FYI. Have fun~!]
But whatever the reason, you are now booked in for an escort from the Momentum Escort Company. (Don't ask about the name. Please don't.) The only question that remained to be answered, you think to yourself as you stroll into the spacious room with figures lounging about on couches and low mood lighting reflecting off the occasional glass sculpture is...
Which one will you choose?
-------
Perhaps you like a bit of energy and excitement in a partner, cheeryness and lust mixing together in a whirlstorm of a person.
A young woman lounges on a couch, smiling to herself and with one leg over the other, as if waiting for something to happen. Carly Nagisa was the newest among the escorts, a girl with long, dark hair, and orange markings over the skimpy outfit that all of the people here wore. In her case, it was a short skirt that barely went halfway to her knees and a top which neglected to cover her midriff in spectacular fashion, a half-cape hanging from the back of her skirt completing the look.
She doesn't move her head as you approach, fingers stroking over the couch's felt covering. She's waiting for you, and once she's picked you, there's no getting away from her.
-------
Or perhaps you prefer an experienced partner, a lady of grace and tact with many a dark secret and skill hidden behind her calm.
She sits on a chair as the most composed of the five, the poise of a model clear as she leafs slowly through a book with a cup of tea slowly steaming beside her on a little table. Misty Lola had indeed once been a model, but the vapidity of her competitors and the long, boring hours of airbrushing and photoshopping had become too much for her. She didn't need a computer to improve on her curves, which even now strain slightly against the same outfit as Carly wears; though decorated in green.
She closes the book and turns her head to smile gently at you. "Are you much of a literary person?"
-------
Then again, your tastes may run to the wilder sie of things. No restraint, no barriers, no respect for the furniture, just getting down to it.
A man lies splayed on a long reclining chair, long black pants and stomach-revealing overshirt combining with his blue-ornamented hood to give an air of wildness. He's almost vertical, eyes drawing lines over the ceiling and it's marks as he grins to himself. A hunter, waiting and with all the restraint of a lion, Kiryu Kyosuke chuckles with that same grin, hood slipping to reveal white hair that went to his neck.
"Dear me," he says, black eyes tracing over you. "And here I'd hoped for someone a little more exciting..."
-------
Of course, submissiveness is in very great demand as well, and the strong, tall bald man sitting with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees on the ground near the window is the prime candidate if such is to your liking.
Demak has his eyes closed and his full-body suit has the same cape attached as his fellow escorts, gold striping giving him the appearance of a once-king. His markings are more extensive than theirs, however, and almost seem to glow faintly. He's at peace, as much as one can be in the Hotel, and his large frame is not one to be easily broken.
"...You have the mark of want about you," he says to you without opening his eyes. "May I know your name?"
-------
However, if you are too picky about your partner, then you will draw the attention of the leader of them all. And he does not appreciate insolence.
Rudger Godwin is a powerfully built man seated with his arms folded and short white hair spiked up. He fixes you with a stare of control and dominance, his body over two metres tall and stocky. He does not look like the kind of person who is easily burshed aside, to say the least.
"So, you are the troublesome one," he speaks at last, his red-trimmed robe cast over the back of the chair on which he sits. There's a table between you two, but it seems that it would hardly be an obstacle for him. "Pray tell, why do you dismiss our escorts so simply? They are both practiced and shapely. What causes you to dismiss them?"
[OOC: It's like a dating sim, only without the assload of dialogue choices and cutting straight to the sex bit! =3
Hello anyway, fellow Hotelites, and feel free to throw your character at any one of them that you choose! All of them are bisexual, for simplicity's (and horniness') sake. Carly, Misty and Kiryu are switches, Demak's predominantly a submissive and Rudger is typically dominant, but don't let that slow you down if you wish to play it another way.
Apologies about the lack of versatile icons, but there are five of them. So, uh, males, females, and all others welcome and canonmates are ten kinds of awesome (though no furries, sorry), and all of them except for Rudger are also availible in a package deal, if a greater-than-twosome is what you request. Everything except heavy bloodplay and toiletplay is welcome, though I tend to keep away from toys. Just FYI. Have fun~!]