Madame Velvet's Brothel (interest check/redo)

[Alysanthia]

►Manami◄

【 21 】

【 Female 】

【 Human 】

【 Private Entertainer/Preformer 】

✓ Men that know what they want.
✓ Gentle caresses that leave the other wanting more.
✓ Knowing her partner is fully pleasured.
✓ Heated exchanges.
✓ Passionate kisses that takes her breath away.
✓ Not against being a blood doll for well-paying clients.

✘ Female sexual partners.
✘ Receiving Oral pleasure.
✘ Watersports/Scat
✘ Vore/Extreme bondage.

► Manami is always polite and respectful. Often quiet and reserved, she will speak softly to those she has grown to know. Never raising her voice to yell unless, in the throws of passion. Manami has never shown anger to anyone within the brothel. Offering a playful quip and giving a small smile, she enjoys witty banter with potential clients.

When not entertaining Manami enjoys playing on her Shamisen, creating beautiful music to help bring in curious clients. She prefers fresh tea over the alcoholic beverages offered for she always wants to be clear minded. Manami does though sometimes wonder what it would be like to have a family. To have a simple life with a husband and away from it all. Yet that is not the path the Gods chose for her. Instead, she is left with wistful longing of home

She keeps a journal of things going on in the brothel, finding solace within the blank pages as they come to life under her pen.


► Manami was actually born named Momoka, at the age of six she entered an Okiya and began training to become a Geisha. She loved her life in Kyoto and couldn't wait to be like her sisters. To be a well-respected woman within the Hanamachi. Momoka trained eagerly, following her older sister and building up several friendships within the town. Her future was looking bright and many were saying she would eventually become the heir of her Okiya.

The day after her Erikae though, Manami was called to entertain some foreign men. Confused she and three other newly appointed Geisha went to the designated tea house for their appointment. Slightly excited about the prospect of meeting those from the western world, the girls were only met with disaster. Knocked out with poison-laced tea the men quickly gathered the unconscious girls and ran. Knowing that exotic women could get them a pretty penny they made haste for their ship to leave the area.

Once they woke up all the girls panicked, only able to speak Japanese, Manami begged for their captors to return them home. Their cries went unheard and only met with harsh punishments. Taking months to arrive at their destination Manami tried to stay strong as the other two only gave up. Her resolve was ready to break when they landed in a strange land.

Dressed in cheap replicas of their fine kimonos, bodies sore and used occasionally by the crew they were put up at a private auction. Forced to endure leering eyes and prodding fingers, Manami watched as the only two connections to her home were sold. They all openly wept as they tried to cling to each other, crying in their native language to let them stay together.

When it was her turn to be auctioned she prepared for the worst. The heavens looked down kindly on her, an ex-client of Madame Velvet's saw a hidden gem in the lost geisha. Purchasing the scared girl he took her directly to his house and taught Manami basic English. This went on for months, the young woman struggling with the various words and meanings of this peculiar language. He would tell Manami of the place he would take her to.

Letting her know that she would be safe and well looked after. The whole idea reminding her of the time back home, she agreed. This being the only life she knew... Collecting the few things the man had bought her as well as the one or two items from her home. Once she had a basic understanding of English she was escorted to the brothel.

Slowly she healed and learned more English. Finding the makeshift home much like her beloved Okiya, Manami still misses Japan but knows that her fate could have been so much worse. Often praying that her sisters are somewhere safe like she. Not wanting to let her teachings go to waste she does exactly how she was trained, entertaining men in the most graceful of ways.

Knowing that despite everything her teachers and family would be proud of her ability to adapt.




〖 Alysanthia 〗

[LeKinkyTaco]

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Approved, post her up in the character thread (: And I already did the first post.

[Alysanthia]

Woo!

[kingmaster1]

Oh! I remember this game! I'd love to be back in! I'll work on a character once I'm off the job ;D

[BlueEyedBard]

Well took long enough, but I got your resident saxophonist right here!

►Bohlale "Bo" Destum◄

AGE: 305 but who's counting?

GENDER: Male

RACE: Human, cursed immortal

SEXUALITY: Bi

OCCUPATION: Musician at the brothel to pay for being a client

ONS: When you're immortal you get open to trying anything once. Loves it rough but can also enjoy intimate, romantic experiences.

OFFS: violence that doesn't come from a place of arousal for both (ie rape), scat

PERSONALITY: A friend to anyone Bo is light hearted, fun loving, energetic, and quick with a joke, most of the time. But with the things he "sees" can send him into depressions that can effect his music and in turn anyone listening. But he is pretty good about pulling himself out of those and can easily be pulled out by others.

STORY: Bohlale was borne the son of peasants who served as laborers to the Pharaoh, which would have been his lot in life had the high priest not noticed him playing a drum and felt the powerful emotions that the unrefined music caused to swell within him. There wasn't anything extraordinary about the boy and his music that the priest could point out directly, but somehow he knew that the sounds were a translation from the gods themselves and that slavery would be an affront to them directly.

However the Pharaoh was not as moved as his high priest, and when the suggestion that this peasant boy be lifted from the muck and placed on a pedestal befitting the gods musician was made the Pharoah had a different idea:
Send the boy out of the city, if the gods did in fact choose him to be their voice they will protect him in the desert and lead him too his fate...
He had no idea how right he was.

Bohlale set out on his journey to wherever the gods would take him, but he wasn't alone for long. Only a day into his pilgrimage he was found by a caravan of traders from the other continent. They were not so much impressed by the boy's story of the gods journey for him, but they did enjoy his music enough to not have him just waist away in the desert, so they took him with them.

Traveling with the traders Bohlale found new, exotic instruments to pick up. If there was any indication that his talent was anything but ordinary it would be that every instrument he picked up he seemed to have the immediate ability to play it without instruction; from bells and whistles, to organs and guitars nothing seemed beyond him and everyone noticed.

He was in Rome, playing a flute when she approached him, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen sent by the gods just fir him. Little did he know that she actually was an angel.
She took him back to her home for what he was expecting would be an incredible night. But when she put her hands on his face his vision went red with fire and blood, and death as she showed him the end of the world.
Her touch didn't end there as it left him completely blind aside from the visions of death that she had left him with. He was so plagued by the horrors that he found himself standing next to a river with a large rock in his hands, but it was standing at the river bed, rock in hand and lungs burning for an hour straight that he realized she didn't just want to show him the end of the world, she wanted him to remain alive to experience it first hand.

For the next couple hundred years he traveled the world, picking up new instruments and playing for anyone who would listen. Since his encounter with the angel he found he had the ability to touch people with his music in a way he hadn't before. Depending on his mood his music would bring something out of others: when he was happy his music could lift anyone listening to the clouds of euphoria and fill them with a brilliance unmatched by even the sun, and when he was depressed his music would bore into the listener and drag out the deepest levels of sorrow their heart tried to hide, a sound that could bring the strongest of men to their knees crying like a child. But no matter what he could make people feel with his music he was never able to tell anyone about the fate of the world that he was shown all those years ago.

In the late 1800's Bo found the saxophone, his new favorite instrument, and boarded a ship to America. At this time it was not a place that was safe for people of his descent but something drew him there. Fortunately the magic of his music kept him safe until he found himself on Madame Velvet's doorstep, a place where someone like him didn't have to feel so alone, and every day since he played on the stage drawing in customers with hypnotic jazz and blues.

EXCESS INFORMATION(Optional): Always wears a black sash over his eyes.

[LeKinkyTaco]

Oh! I remember this game! I'd love to be back in! I'll work on a character once I'm off the job ;D

Oh, yay :D ♥ ♥ ♥

Perfect, i love him already~ Approved, post him up in the character thread and feel free to post ^^

Also, he lives there i'm assuming? But he's a client? He can be a worker, regardless. Just not one of the whores ♥
But i can see what you meant by him earning pay to become an actual client.

[BlueEyedBard]

Oh, yay :D ♥ ♥ ♥

Perfect, i love him already~ Approved, post him up in the character thread and feel free to post ^^

Also, he lives there i'm assuming? But he's a client? He can be a worker, regardless. Just not one of the whores ♥
But i can see what you meant by him earning pay to become an actual client.

Yeah that's what I meant if it works for you, basically he works there and brings in enough people that he can pay for a room, even if its in the basement, and a little fun now and then ~.•

Of course I can change that if you want.

[yugi006]

I'm up for rejoining. I have to find my old character so I can post it up.

[kingmaster1]

Anyone mind if I make 2 characters? I wanna bring back my cat boy from the first rendition but I also wanna make a goblin woman who would act as the money manager of sorts for the brothel as well as a sex worker :P

[LeKinkyTaco]

Anyone mind if I make 2 characters? I wanna bring back my cat boy from the first rendition but I also wanna make a goblin woman who would act as the money manager of sorts for the brothel as well as a sex worker :P

Multiple characters are fine, of course :)

[kingmaster1]

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Name: Grendoline "The goblin princess"

Age: 20

Race: Goblin

Sexuality: Bi-sexual

Occupation: Accountant/hooker

Ons: Anal, dominating, being dominated, huge cocks, big asses, plump lips, frugality

Offs: Being called short, bathroom play, insults that aren't sexy, weaklings, money wasters

Personality: Fiery and short tempered Grendoline is cold and calculating when it comes to finances but hot and wild in the bedroom. She's more than comfortable pushing a pencil or pushing her big, green butt in everyone's face. She is quite foul mouthed but respectfully so when it comes to those she deems worthy of her adoration, particularly to the madame of the brothel. An heir of royalty follows her about as she expects others to keep her desires in mind during any particular instance, never jumping into a seat herself and waiting for someone to put the seat below her instead. What she lacks in size she regains in ferocity, not afraid to bite, scratch, and punch testicles. Frequently dyes her hair.

Story: The Goblin kingdom was once a prosperous and vibrant place, full of the greatest engineers and forgers in the known world. They made countless deals with all lands, including some with very unsavory types. Everything they did was in the pursuit of profit for themselves so no moral thresh hold was too vast for them to cross. Sadly, this same moral vacancy would be their undoing as a particular deal had them on both sides of the same war. Two vicious people warred, both sides armed with the same goblin engineering. It didn't take long for both leaders to be angered by this and, instead of cutting contact, both decided to rain fire down onto the goblin people. Their kingdom was decimated and only a select few managed to escape.

Grendaline was among them, the only Goblin royalty left alive. She was separated from her people during the great escape and wandered the world herself, searching for the dubious lot of them. Eventually her travels took her to the bustling streets of New Orleans and work was necessary, her tastes remained rich after the fall and she couldn't afford the finest wines without funding. She scoured the area discreetly before finding the brothel, a welcoming place to those of her mystic persuasion. Her rampant intelligence landed her the accountant job and her meaty behind got her a popular job as a worker as well. Now quite happy with what she does Grendoline has decided to stick around and wait for her loyal, goblin subjects, to find her. After all, royalty should not blister the feet when the commoners could instead.

[rpguy37]

cut and pasted my old character. Let me know if this is good or you want me to add anything.  Contemplating a human client.... would that be ok or should I cook up something more exotic?



►Damien◄



【 AGE: 20 】

【 Tan'ari (Half-Demon)】

【 POSITION: Sex Slave 】

✓ Sex
✓ Multiple Partners
✓ Dirty Talk
✓ Dominant Females


✘ Vore
✘ Extreme Pain and Torture
✘ Toilet Play
✘ Men

► PERSONALITY
Damien is brooding and moody.  He has a better life at Velvets than he's ever had before, but his past abuse has jaded him.  He has a dark sense of humor and is often sarcastic and insulting, sometimes to clients which gets him in trouble constantly.  When the mood strikes him he can be charming and charismatic, but it usually takes some prodding and discipline.

► STORY
Damien was born in a slave yard in the cotton fields of the Carolinas.  His mother was a slave owned by the plantation, his father a shadow demon who stole into the plantation and had his way with many of the slaves there.  He was immediately seen as a monster upon his birth with yellow eyes, pointed ears and a forked tail, skin so dark blue it was almost black.  The plantation owner would have killed the babe but a voodo witch came out of the woods and bought Damien from him.  She raised him as property, performing strange black magics on him and using him for experiments.  She routinely bled him for many of her spells and as he got old enough she milked him to make fertility potions.  He spent most of his life caged and chained, with little human contact.  All that changed when the voodo witch fell on hard times, and sold Damien to the Brothel.

His unique physiology gives Damien almost a zero recovery time and makes him a valuable asset to the club, at least those clients who can get over his appearance.  The voodo witch also passed on the knowledge of the fertility potion, which Damien is still milked to create.  A talisman enchanted with his blood was given to the Brothel, and Damien is compelled to obey whomever hold it.

What Damien desires most is his freedom.  He knows he has a better life here, but worries that one day he may be sold again if money gets tight.  To this end he performs his best to keep money coming in, so he dosen't get sold to somewhere worse.  But if he sees the oppurtunity to escape, he is most likely to take it.

〖 USERNAME: rpguy37 〗

[LeKinkyTaco]

Laughing, i love her already ♥♥ Accepted, post her in the characer thread and post when you can!

Yaaaaay ogs, accepted. Post up in the character thread and feel free to drop a post :D

[Nastara]

Oh my gosh, posting here to remind myself to come back later! I've got a bunch of little ideas kicking around in my head and I'd love to join in!

[Carly]

Do we need clients ?

[LeKinkyTaco]

Yay, and yup the more the merrier. We'll always need more of something tbh. :(

[Nastara]

I definitely am interested and will likely make something, but I know that I'm going to be a little bit more idle over some of the holiday time, so I don't want to have to break off an existing scene!

[yugi006]

That is totally fine. Just do what you can.

[rpguy37]

Client idea, let me know what you think!



►Erik Ralstadt◄



【 AGE: unknown, looks 30s-40s】

【Human (enchanted)】

【 POSITION: Client 】

✓ Exotic Partners
✓ Secrets
✓ Females


✘ Vore
✘ Extreme Pain and Torture
✘ Toilet Play
✘ Men

► PERSONALITY
Erik is the strong, silent type.  He has been known to share a quiet laugh with Madake Velvet, but is reserved in most other interactions.  He comes and goes as he pleases, often visiting the brothel daily for a week or more, then disappearing for months at a time.  There is often a sadness that lingers in his eyes, but most times his face is a mask, devoid of emotion.

► STORY
Erik was raised in a German momentary after his family was slain by werewolves.  This radical branch of the church was know as the Most Pure Brotherhood of Saint Grimm.  It is dedicated to keeping those "created in God's image" or pure humans, safe from "the devil's children" or everyone else.  He was raised and indoctrinated to be one of their best monster hunters, tracking down and slaying dozens of otherworldly beings.  He believed in his heart he was doing Gods work.

Then his world changed forever.  He fell in love.  The target was a young succubus, feeding on men in a small village.  He was smitten at first sight, and the poor girl was just trying to feed to survive.  Sonia was as innocent as a demoness could be.  He felt the urge, the need to protect her.  How could such a beautiful creature be against nature? She didn't want to hurt anyone, just to live.  He broke his vows and hid her away.  For a time they were happy.

Then other hunters of his order found them.  They killed his love without a thought, thinking him brainwashed.  They took him back to be cleansed.  In a fit of grief and rage he killed as many as he could and escaped.  He made a new vow, to protect the innocent, no matter what race or origin from oppression.  He studied many magics, both light and dark.  His skin etched with Dwarfish and Orcish runes of power.  He gathered a library of tomes and an arsenal of enchanted weapons.  He worked as a vigilante, protecting the innocent and punishing the wicked.  He acquired a taste for the pleasures of the unearthly.  He undermined the Grimms as best he could.

Then he heard of the Brothel in the new world, catering to all types of folk.  He immediately saw it as a Grimm target and journeyed to America to see for himself.  Upon meeting the Madame and realizing the folk here were not causing harm, he set up shop in a cottage bordering the estate.  He considers himself a guardian of the innocent folk here and polices the area from harmful beings and the prying eyes of the Grimms.  He usually is seen in rough spun cloaks of a monk carrying an engraved staff, covered with Elven runes.  He enjoys the pleasures of the brothel frequently, never failing to pay with good gold.

〖 USERNAME: rpguy37 〗

[Carly]

rpguy37 he is awesome ! Love the tats !

And we need clients :) I think all the girls will swoon over him being a mysterious protector and all.

[Nastara]

In terms of clients, what are you looking for?

Are return clients that keep coming back better or would you prefer a bit of a menagerie of interested folks?

[yugi006]

I think either would be fine.

[BlueEyedBard]

In terms of clients, what are you looking for?

Are return clients that keep coming back better or would you prefer a bit of a menagerie of interested folks?

I don't either one would be a bad thing ^•^

[LeKinkyTaco]

Love him, approved ♥

Either is fine, but i prefer the returnees so the workers can have their secret favorites~
Plus i love having usuals that Velvet know by name.

[AndyZ]

How based on anything else do concepts have to be?  I was thinking of going with a luck mage, with aspects of huckster from Deadlands and inspiration from the old Maverick series.