11-18-2006, 04:30 AM
OOC: Well, we can start now. Cboy, when he comes back online, can repost up the edited profile and come in soon. ^^
IC:
The red-haired dragon moved quickly through the streets - he didn't want to stay on them for a minute longer. The putrid smell of burning got to his nostrils, and he hated the smell. Badly.
Turning his head to and fro, he then came across some sort of club. Interested, he glazed at the name. It looked ordinary to him, and, sighing, he slowly walked in.
But how wrong was he. As soon as he had walked down the steps into the club itself, he found himself staring at a Renamon and a Flamedramon, on the stage. The Renamon was held by cuffs on her tail, arms, and legs, as she hanged from the roof, while the Flamedramon had his way with her. In one of his claws, a whip resided.
Immediately, that made Kurtz, that red-haired dragon, drool. "God, I'd LOVE to be in the place of that Flamedramon right now!"
IC:
The red-haired dragon moved quickly through the streets - he didn't want to stay on them for a minute longer. The putrid smell of burning got to his nostrils, and he hated the smell. Badly.
Turning his head to and fro, he then came across some sort of club. Interested, he glazed at the name. It looked ordinary to him, and, sighing, he slowly walked in.
But how wrong was he. As soon as he had walked down the steps into the club itself, he found himself staring at a Renamon and a Flamedramon, on the stage. The Renamon was held by cuffs on her tail, arms, and legs, as she hanged from the roof, while the Flamedramon had his way with her. In one of his claws, a whip resided.
Immediately, that made Kurtz, that red-haired dragon, drool. "God, I'd LOVE to be in the place of that Flamedramon right now!"