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Post by Alyssa Schmenk on Sept 7, 2011 20:22:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] i'm gonna fight 'em all a seven nation army couldn't hold me back - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sin had become a close friend of Alyssa's over the past few years. Lust, blasphemy, envy, nearly all of the Seven Deadly Sins were a daily thing for her. Even the Ten Commandments meant nothing. Alyssa was a free spirit, and she wasn't about to follow any rules, even God's. She wasn't really sure she believed there was a God, anyway. But sin wasn't just a nasty habit of Alyssa's, it was how she survived. Stealing, lying, and cheating were how she made her living. Sure, she had the smarts to do anything she wanted, but being a wanted felon didn't exactly make going back to school easy. So, for now at least, this was how Alyssa lived. Using her brain to deceive rather than do good.
As Alyssa rolled into Las Vegas, she couldn't help her mind from going through these thoughts. She was beginning to think that maybe she truly was meant to be this way, a being built around the darkness. It wasn't too far fetched, how did she know that the flames that she could produce from her hands wasn't hell fire? There was no way to know for sure. The closest she could ever get to finding answers would be to find her sister, so they could work it out together. But Alyssa had no delusions about finding Jess in a city as big as Vegas, this stop was solely for some R&R. Or, at least, her version of it. As Alyssa was driving through the city, one of the bars jumped out at her. The sign read, 'Coyote Ugly,' which sounded more like the title to a bad movie than a bar to her, but those kinds of divey places were her favorite. Pulling into the parking lot behind the building, Alyssa parked out in the south 40, keeping her baby away from any other vehicles that might like to scratch her. Making her way inside, she wasn't surprised to find the place quite busy, as it was a Friday night. Alyssa started toward the bar to start the night off with a shot of whiskey, and took a seat on one of the tacky stools. "Gimme some Jack," she asked the dark haired bartender, her southern belle accent spilling through. |
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Post by calamity on Sept 10, 2011 14:42:01 GMT -5
It was amazing how many people she would see passing threw the bar in a night. Sinners all around some with their wives eying the hawt girls at the bar, some escorting their mistresses around. It was lovely to her all the things she seen. Every night they had to break up some drunks getting into a fight and she loved it. She loved the chaos pain and suffering this lot will willingly inflict upon one another. They are all nothing but cockroaches needed to be squished and tainted and here was the place to be..
What isn't there to love here in Las Vegas. Gambling, fights, sex, booze it is a sinners heaven. It didn't take much to corrupt some of these peoples to do the devils bidding. Some it is almost easy to push them down to hell. A one way ticket. She wanted to find a way to let daddy back out of his box and make them Winchesters lives miserable. Its their job right. A girl came in and sat at the bar asking for a some Jack. She had a southern accent to her. "Coming right up darling." Calamity told the girl as she grabbed a shot glass and filled it up in front of her.
It was crowded and busy in the bar tonight. It was some what more active then normal, but Cala didn't mind it made for good tips. Even demons need to have money to live in this world thought it is more fun to steal it. " What brings you to this neck of the woods my dear. Meeting someone?" She asked curiously and wanted to see what the young lady would, and pushed the shot glass closer to her once it was filled.
Calamity liked to find out peoples stories. it was interesting in a way and it made her learn about their fears, weakness, desires it sometimes was easier to give them a little nudge in the right direction or well some may say wrong direction. She poured herself a shot and threw it back, before waiting on another patron at the bar.
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Post by Alyssa Schmenk on Sept 14, 2011 16:20:02 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] i'm gonna fight 'em all a seven nation army couldn't hold me back - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Las Vegas was the prime place for sinners. Everywhere you turn there's a chance at damning your soul. There was a middle age couple both going through their mid-life crises that were dancing and demonstrating the sin of lust perfectly. Alyssa grinned to herself. Personally, lust was her favorite sin. If she was going to burn forever, why not at least have a good time before hand? And Alyssa had no doubts that she would end up burning, she was fire in a way after all. So if there truly was no salvation for her, why waste the rest of her life kissing ass? Alyssa fully intended to raise some hell with the time she had left.
As the bartender gave Alyssa her shot, she asked what Alyssa was doing around there. "Just takin' some time to m'self." She ordered another shot as she surveyed the bar's patrons. Most of them looked average, quite drab actually. There wasn't one that really caught Alyssa's eye as a potential carry out. "You get any regulars in here that might actually be exciting?" Alyssa turned back to the bartender. She had been looking for a good night and some hell to raise, but it didn't look to her like she'd find it there. |
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Post by calamity on Sept 22, 2011 12:18:55 GMT -5
Vegas or New York were the places Calamity liked to be. She like to be around all the freaks of the night and this city surely brought out some freaks. She witnessed it nightly, but hey she loved it. It was like the devils playground to most. She served some of the other patrons that were at the bar. Other girls were working too, but she loved to stay busy as can be which some might find that odd for someone like her if they knew.
Calamity asked the young lady what she was doing there as she served up some more drinks, and nodded some when she said she was taking some time to herself. " Well that must be loads of fun taking sometime for yourself. You must be very over worked." It was common with some people to come here after their overly stressful jobs to come and relax and cut loose and live a little. Nothing wrong with living a little right?
She asked if there were any regulars that come in that could be interesting. " Everyone is interesting and have their own stories, but we do a few regulars that come in that have to be escorted out by the end of the night. They usually come in a little bit later. Anyone in specifics you are looking for? " She asked an eyebrow arched as she poured the lady another glass. " I am Roxanne and you are?" She asked politely trying to see if the lady would give her her name or not. Most don't till they spill their life stories to her.
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Post by Alyssa Schmenk on Oct 28, 2011 16:40:12 GMT -5
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As the dark haired girl refilled Alyssa's glass, the other woman informed her that there would be some worthwhile game later in the night. "My only criteria is under forty and decently handsome. I'm pretty sure that's the requirements of every woman here, anyway." Once she tossed back her second round, she added, "Since you asked, it's Alyssa." Having been to more than her share of bars and clubs, Alyssa was familiar with the cliche of overly friendly bartender and lonely client spilling their guts. Obviously this one liked to play at that, but Alyssa wasn't one for sharing with others, for a variety of reasons. |
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Post by calamity on Oct 29, 2011 15:14:08 GMT -5
 Calamity had comment on how that she must been over worked to be taking time for herself only to get a response about she can make her own hours with how much time she works and that peeked her interest wondering what she does seeing as she choose how much she works, also to be told that she has been on a bit of a binge lately. Well that keeps her in business now doesn’t it? Calamity smirked a bit, “Make your own hours you say. So tell me what is it you do if you don’t mind me asking.” She really was a big curious kitten sometimes.
She had poured her some more shots and this binge surely would be keeping her in business especially if this pretty lady has friends she brings with her, but Calamity is one that works at a pretty well known bar here in the city of sin after all, she just tends to do her hunting for little virgins elsewhere they have the best tasting blood after all so pure and innocent. It is a delight for her, but this woman was looking for was under forty so she wasn’t trying to get an older man to rob him out of all his cash that was for sure. It was true that was most woman requirements. “If that is what you are looking for then our regulars should be stumbling in any time now you know how them youngin’s are they have to hit every tavern within a mile radius.” Calamity had said watching her down another before waiting on another person…
“Alyssa that is a pretty name. It suits you.” She had told her and Calamity still went by her meat suits name that was for sure she wasn’t going to give out her real name that was for sure and she did like to play games with her clientele at the bar. She did learn some very interesting things about the people in this bar. She wanted to see how much info they’d give to her..
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Post by Alyssa Schmenk on Nov 6, 2011 11:22:43 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] i'm gonna fight 'em all a seven nation army couldn't hold me back - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This bartender, Roxanne, was a bit too curious for her own good. Apparently she didn't realize that not everyone is an open book after two shots. When she asked Alyssa what she did for a living, Alyssa simply said, "I do mind, actually." That would have been the last of their conversation if it had been up to Alyssa, but Roxanne kept on running her mouth. Obviously this girl didn't understand that it's usually curiosity that killed the cat. That was something that annoyed her, as most things were better left unsaid. But Roxanne would learn for herself eventually. Then one of the things she said seemed a little strange to Alyssa. She referred to the clientele as 'youngin's', even though she didn't look a day over thirty herself. Then she called the Vegas bars 'taverns,' and Alyssa thought that nobody used that word anymore. She just shrugged it off as something she picked up from too much T.V., or her grandparents, or something similar.
Alyssa was just beginning to consider leaving when mister tall, dark, and handsome walked into the bar. Now it was time for the real fun to start. She was running through her opening lines in her head, when she saw something that really pissed her off. He approached another woman and said something to her that made her start to leave, but he prevented her from doing so with a grip on her arm. One thing Alyssa could not and would not tolerate was a guy that was aggressive toward women. "You know that dick's name?" She asked of Roxanne. If things went much further, Alyssa intended on stepping in on behalf of the other woman. |
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Post by calamity on Nov 7, 2011 22:11:20 GMT -5
She really was curious about this girl, but she peeked the demons interests, but she wasn’t keen on sharing what she did, and it made Calamity hmmm, and go back to work serving some of the other patrons of the place. She didn’t have to talk. Calamity loved to talk to people and loved to learn new things about people and she maybe nosey, but hell. If someone tries to kill her they will, finds themselves face down in her bathtub. That idea made her smirk. She loved the idea of someone in her tub. She hadn’t even realized the few things she had said to this woman, that could throw her off and about her real age perhaps, but hopefully the young lady wouldn’t have caught on.
Calamity had gave a few other of the patron’s their usual. She knew the ones she sees every night’s orders like the back of her hands, and has them ready for them by the time they get to the bar. Perhaps one day they won’t be as predictable. She flirted with them a little, and gave them their booze, and that is when Alyssa asked about a man that came in. She peeked over the bar, and downwards to see whom she was pointing at, and rolled her eyes a little… Before mumbling something along the lines of “Oh that **^& is back”, she had to have security escort him out the other night for man handling the women. He was supposed to stay away from here.
She swore one of the women got a restraining order, but hell this is the city of sin right? “His name is Darryl,” she had told Alyssa that seemed interested in the man. She however will have to keep an eye on the woman who’s arm he grabbed, “ Hey now, what did the police tell you about your hands on the ladies, Darryl play nice or the lads at the door will have to escort you out again.” She had told him, giving him a very disapproving look, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t give up so she might have to call the door attendants in sooner then expected tonight..
" He has been tossed out for man handling the ladies on more then one occasion. If you see him doing it again let me know, I will have him escorted out" Calamity was more curious if she'd tell her or take it into her own hands. She had that own hands kinda vibe to her. Calamity couldn't do anything unless he did it again she had warned him, and had to serve some other patrons of the bar.
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Post by Alyssa Schmenk on Nov 13, 2011 17:35:43 GMT -5
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While switching into predator mode, Alyssa was half listening to what Roxanne was saying. She heard that Darryl was a repeat offender, and that she was supposed to let Roxanne know if she caught him at it again. Like that was going to happen. It was obvious that the bouncers throwing him out wasn't teaching Darryl the right lesson. Alyssa was glad when Roxanne went to help some other customers, because she wasn't one for making conversation in this kind of mood. It wasn't exactly the type of night she was looking for, but pounding some respect into Darryl sounded just as good at the moment. Her eyes followed him for a while as he talked with some guy friends, forming a small group, and then started to flirt with some more women. Only when one of the girls started to walk away from Darryl, he grabbed her arm a little too forcefully. That was Alyssa's cue.
"Hope ya'll enjoy a good a*s-kickin'." Alyssa told Roxanne as she stood from her place at the bar. Once she made her way across the packed bar to Darryl and the other woman, Alyssa took hold of his wrist. Her grip quickly became hot enough to burn him. "You should learn how to properly treat a lady, Darryl. Why don't you start by lettin' go of this girl's arm." The guy did have an inch or two on Alyssa, but that didn't bother her. She'd fought bigger men, and won. |
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