Exotic Wrestling Night Club - Poking for interest!

[PrestaDGTation]

  Greetings, and thank you for taking this Presta Survey.

  Are you interested in, say..
    ..Oil and/or Mud Wrestling?
    ..A Viking and Industrial Fusion Night Club Setting?
    ..An extreme licence to, drugs, sex and violence?
    ..A more optional drama / smut focused play place?
    ..An easy paced game, where posting once or twice a week is a-ok, even though more active players are encouraged to have their fun!
    ..A teensey bit of oWoD Mage thrown in for good measure?

  If you read this before, let's just say the muse was ready to go, but the mood was off so the joy sputtered.

  What I have in mind is this: an abandoned steel mill has been turned into a local gothic and BDSM hot-spot.  The proprietress is a mysterious and frankly horrifying woman called Cerbera, who embraces the party dynamics of, oh, Feudal Europe.  Where it isn't a party until something gets broken.  In this vein, the club is split into a stage, a bar and food source, a dance floor, and a series of 'pits' where anywhere between 2 and 6 people can tussle themselves into trouble. 

  I want this to be a place where people can play up the tipsy => rowdy => naughty progression in public settings.

  Having said that, those familiar with oWoD Mage probably already know this is a CoE Operation.  While the drama and intrigue isn't planned as of yet, there will be plenty of it if it get's going.

  So, once more and with feeling!

  I can has interest?

[arthenwel]

I'll bite, but be warned. my character may seem like a total badass.

[AurelieCatena]

I'm going to keep an eye on this thread, to see how it evolves.

[PrestaDGTation]

I'll bite, but be warned. my character may seem like a total badass.

  LOL!  Put a skull by their name and bring them on!

I'm going to keep an eye on this thread, to see how it evolves.

  I do hope it evolves nicely.  I'm happy you gave a nibble!

[scribus1000]

I hold some interest in this one as well...

[arthenwel]

Lol. I'll get a character sheet up in a bit. Just know, he'll only fight if he has to.

[arthenwel]

[http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3xaygjpiS1qhocr6o1_1280.jpg/floatleft]Name: Corbin Lane
Age: 26
Description: piercing, icy blue eyes. Always wears a patched leather jacket..
Corbin first began learning martial arts because his mother found out that he had anger issues. She discovered that Tai Chi had a balancing effect on emotions and forced him to learn it. Soon though, he came to enjoy it. It made him feel calmer, more in control and even more energetic. He practiced even harder and soon mastered the art. He began sparring with some friends and loved the time he spent sparring. After a few years, he was sitting around, watching a MMA competition and watched as a Muay Thai fighter won the competition. He soon sought out and began learning that art at the age of thirteen. Within a couple years, he had mastered it. It had been taxing at first, but combined with Tai Chi, he noticed a definate improvement. He could now fight both of his friends at once. He began going to tournaments and won them, until he was beaten by a particularly talented Kung Fu master. After the fight, he went over and asked to be taught. So, he began learning and within a couple years, he mastered the first style, tiger. However, he stopped learning as tragedy struck. His cousin and best friend died. He stopped practicing and fighting. He seemed to have lost the will to do anything. A few months went by without him showing anything, but a frown. That is, until he recieved something from his aunt. It was his cousin's favorite jacket. He finally began smiling again. By this time he was nineteen and nearly completely grown, so he was able to wear the jacket without worrying about growing out of it, as he and his cousin were roughly the same size. He began practicing and even went to tournaments again. Yet, he changed again as he discovered the reason for his cousin's death. He had been trying to stop a nasty fight and was stabbed in the back. Corbin grew grim and he frowned all the time. When he was twenty-one, he could be found sitting in a bar, drinking, or with his girlfriend. She was no longer his girlfriend and he wanted to remain single, if he could help it.