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Oct 02, 2007 22:06

Hmmm...I have no idea how to start this shit. ...also, sort of distracted, as am on the phone with tha bahfren ( Read more... )

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spankmerotten October 3 2007, 06:25:13 UTC
Bert McCracken--Owner of the other club. He's sneaky, dirty and will do anything to get ahead of the MCR/FOB club. He emits radioactivity and vomits plasma.

Quinn Allman--Bert's secretary. He hires gigs, handles the paperwork and money, all that shit--and he's damn good at it. His right hand turns into a samurai sword whenever he's under extreme pressure.

Jeph Howard--Go-go dancer/stripper/rent boy/waiter of the club. Famous for his "But Mister, I'm Only Ten Years Old" act. When willed, he can turn his skin into an impenetrable, spiky material, much like that of a pineapple.

Dan Whitesides--He digs up the dirt and upcoming plans of the MCR/FOB club and brings them to Bert's attention. Sometimes he helps thwart them as well. If he's been a good boy. Dan can manipulate light beams, even making it tangible at times, but that tires him out quickly.

Brendon Urie, Ryan Ross, Jon Walker, Spencer Smith--All performers/employees/sex slaves of the other club. Brendon: He stays forever young, though with every immoral move he makes, his ( ... )

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reservedxusrnm October 3 2007, 06:29:26 UTC
(I lol'ed so hard at that. Man. xD)

Bill Beckett - Hangs out at The Brothel, although he really never does anything for the club except occasionally sleep with random rent-boys. Everybody says that Bill could be the best they've got, but he doesn't need the cash, he's got sugar daddies! Which brings us to Bill's power: he emits pheromones. Like, hardcore. Basically, he can bewitch anyone he wants.

Gabe Saporta - the Bizarro to Billy Becks's Superman, Gabe is the anti-Billy, which is not to say he's extremely undesirable. He actually has exactly the same power, except that he's into a lot of bondage and weird kinky shit, is slightly crazy, and works for Bert. Or, more accurately, Quinn, but hey, no one's really that concerned with accuracy at the other club.

(PS - Dr. X just said "cocoon of telekinetic energy" and I snorted water.)

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reservedxusrnm October 3 2007, 06:29:39 UTC
PPS - Anyone else? Y/N

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spankmerotten October 3 2007, 07:16:55 UTC
...Not yet. I'm sure we can improvise if needed.

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reservedxusrnm October 3 2007, 07:32:56 UTC
If somebody had stopped Patrick Stump when he was thirteen and told him, "Hey, kid, I know that it isn't your ideal life, but in the future you're going to work at a brothel," Patrick probably would have laughed until he was blue in the face and told them that they couldn't possibly be serious. (After which he would have inquired as to whether he'd be working at a brothel, or working at a brothel, because it's an important difference ( ... )

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spankmerotten October 3 2007, 08:02:24 UTC
And then the espresso machine exploded ( ... )

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reservedxusrnm October 7 2007, 07:00:16 UTC
As Patrick carefully gathered miniscule shards of glass from off the countertop, a deep techno beat began to thrum fusion! somewhere deep within the club. (In some dark corner of the club, Pete Wentz was giggling hysterically into his hand at the mention of the phrase "somewhere deep" and considering breaking other valuable objects with his newfound skill.)

Patrick had made his way through gathering fusion! and appropriately disposing of the majority of the glasses when the far end of the bar - where a few small pieces of glass were still lingering haphazardly - suddenly blurred, and the crown of a human head appeared through the marble countertop. The head soon gave way to a whole face, and before ten seconds had passed one Frank Iero fusion! was standing, waist deep in bar.

"Ow!" he howled, reaching fusion! up to clap a hand to his cheek. "There is glass on my face and it is stinging!" Patrick groaned, dropped the handful of shards he currently possessed into random trash bin #5, and fusion! disappeared to the front of the club to ( ... )

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spankmerotten October 31 2007, 22:58:52 UTC
"Hey, baby," the seated man said with a quick tilt of his chin. "It looks kind of cold over there. Why don't you take a seat next to me? I promise it's warm." He lowered one hand and patted the empty space next to him on the booth, smiling lasciviously ( ... )

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And then... animonger October 5 2007, 03:41:23 UTC

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Re: And then... reservedxusrnm October 5 2007, 03:45:02 UTC
You are physically incapable of serious'd'ing.

:P

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Re: And then... animonger October 5 2007, 04:06:03 UTC

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