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 Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 3:00 pm
-The Windmill Grind-House-  Settled pretty far off from any nearby residents can be found the Windmill Grind-House. The outside is innocent enough, for various reasons, though mainly to avoid the typical argument of it not fitting with the town. On the inside, far the opposite. Colorful lights, music, booze, food, girls and guys, what's not to love? The joint basically divides itself in three parts, the bar & grill, the lounge, and the private. Mia herself takes care of the bar most of the night, leaving a girl in charge while she has some fun-er supervises. The bar could be the quietest area of the joint, that is if you don't meet with a chatty drunk. It also has a pretty decent menu considering what goes on, a late lunch and dinner menu, and early breakfast if you count two in the morning customers. However, to keep customers happy there is a non-smoking area for the health-conscious ones. The lounge is for those who don't mind going after the employees, while the private is for those high-paying customers who prefer, well private sessions. There are two rooms at each side from the top of the staircase which are the female and male changing rooms for the employees. So come in, relax, and let Madame Mia and her kids give you a break. Just don't cross the line you pervert.
Open: 8:00PM - 3:00AM
Closed: Mondays and Holidays
Bar/Strip Club Workers:
Owner
Strippers:
Bartender:
Bouncer:
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 2:46 pm
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Paprika managed to get inside with her fake ID, not that she probably needed it. She looked a good ten or so years older than she was! Still her fake ID said her name was Peach Melba. The young girl quickly made her way to the bar. This may be a strip club, but it was the only bar in town that she knew of! Especially since this might work out nicely, someone might think she works here and buy her drinks or something! It was perfect!
Paprika sat down on an empty stool in front of the bar and said; "I would like a martini." She's never had any of these nice drinks, normally just drank from the bottles... so she planned to try at least one of every one! At least until she gets hammered enough that she knows she has to go home, but not hammered enough that she can't get home alone.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 3:14 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ Damn it... Alice was on her own right now. She didn't exactly mind it but... What the hell did she have employees for anyways!? Bah, forget them. Except the bouncer... he was needed. Very much so. The worker looked up from behind the bar to see a young girl. Well, she looked older but... Alice herself was one of those that passed by easily in her teens. Though maybe she was being paranoid... Yeah. "One martini coming up" repeated the woman carefully... Odd choice this time of day. Oh well she was bored. For an ex-stripper, the Alice knew her way around the bar, bringing out what was needed and sliding a glass to the girl-er young woman sitting there. She had to admit, the girl had some decent looks.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 3:26 pm
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"Thanks." Paprika said as she took the drink and looked at it a bit. She's never had one of these clearly... actually, she's never drank any hard alcohol, mostly beer in bottles and such. Things that are easy to get, and that her sister has around the house and doesn't notice a few missing now and then. Paprika sipped some and quickly made a rather displeased look, before coughing a bit.
Still, she drank it all down too quickly, and then asked; "Um, could I have a..." She thought for a moment, trying to think of some drinks she's heard of. "A... daiquiri?" Maybe it was too early in the day for her to be asking this stuff, just made her seem suspicious. But she didn't want to go home right now! Her sister would make her work! If she wanted to be told what to do she would have stayed at her parents!
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 5:10 pm
Bela's staccato and angry steps could be heard approaching, soon appearing before Mia and the other girl. She had dropped her purse on the nearest table to the exit, it was becoming a bother holding that thing all day. She was too early to work, but it wasn't like she had anywhere else to be.
"I can't believe that idiot of a bouncer still doesn't recognize me!" she said annoyed, "I swear, Mia, you should fire him. That's the 7th time since I started working here, and if it happens again, I'll slap the motherf--" she cut herself off, realizing there was a stranger here. She had been so distracted by her anger and her barely thought out rant, she hadn't noticed the woman beside her.
Bela jumped up onto the bartop, sitting sideways; to not give her back to neither. "Oh, hi, don't you think it's a little early to be drinking?" she asked, crossing her bare legs right next to the stranger. She had an almost non-existant mini-skirt on, which showed all her legs in their smooth glory. "b***h, why'd you give her something so strong this early? You really don't know what your doing, do you!" she accused Mia, who was, ironically, her boss. But this was part of their banter, where they verbally attacked each other over everything.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 5:37 pm
 Elizabeth Liz Adams && ａｂａｒｔｅｎｄｅｒ` ______________________________________________________ ➤ Liz was quick to arrive at the front door of the bar. She was normally here right before opening, but on account of her oversleeping, that wasn't a possibility at the moment. See gripped the nob of the front door and let herself in, making her way to the bar were three other women sat and chatted, two of which she worked with. She didn't say much, other then a rather quiet "Hello.." as a greeting.
Liz rushed behind the bar and threw her bag where she normally placed the it and assuming her regular position: a dirty cloth in hand polishing a glass in the other. "Sorry for being late.. " she sighed, setting down the glass and glancing at Alice, "..didn't mean to keep everyone waiting.. "
The red head looked at Bela who had already assumed her daily position.. and the same with Alice. A new face caught Elizabeth's eye catching Bela's last comment and couldn't help but hold in a laugh. True, this girl had no idea what she was doing.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 5:52 pm
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ Oh boy... Alice had to hold back that snicker at the girl's reaction to the drink. No, wait. There went composure. A daiquiri? When she could barely handle the martini? Now she was sure her paranoia wasn't, well paranoia. However it'd be fun to-Oh crap Bela. She winced. Her tone... this early in the morning was beyond annoying... But she was her employee. Who made her scowl at the first comment-second-third-Oh all of them. "Shut up slut. Or else your tips are going to that idiot of a bouncer" threatened Mia with a click from her tongue. "Now to answer your silly puny mind, this kid wants to experiment. I thought it'd be fun. And boy was I right" chuckled the brunette, preparing the other drink, though in a much smaller glass. "Don't hurt yourself kid" added the woman before sliding the drink over to her. Alice shook her head and glanced at Liz, who got a small nod in acknowledgment. Sure she was part of their crew, but she was still warming up to a few of them. Liz was almost warm. "It's fine, things are slow for now" assured Alice before rounding the bar to take a seat on one of the stools.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 5:53 pm
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Paprika coughed awkwardly. Maybe she shouldn't have gotten here before the strippers did... but she couldn't stannd her sister at home anymore! 'Go to school Paprika!' 'Get a job Paprika!' 'Be responsible Paprika!' 'Stop stripping on stickam Paprika!' She couldn't stand it anymore! Her constant rules and telling her what to do! She would rather be here, drinking, and hanging out with strippers, who are probably also prostitutes and trying to pay for their college.
Paprika looked around at the strippers and mumbled out a hello. She already had a good enough lie or seven if someone questions why she's there. "Kid?! I'm not a kid! I'm uhh..." Crap she forgot how old she was on her fake ID, she already failed. "...not a kid."
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 6:08 pm
"Oh, shut it!" Bela retorted, flicking her wrist in the air, "Leave me be, you one-eyed demon!" she said with a laugh, throwing her head back in the action. When she finally stopped laughing, "Oh, hey, you..." she greeted Elizabeth awkwardly, who she always seemed to forget the name of.
She looked over at Paprika when the other girl spoke, did she just take that long on answering? Oh my... she's mentally handicapped. She shook her head at the girl pitifully, before turning over to Elizabeth.
"Hey, when's that hunky bartender coming in to work? It feels like we have a little too much estrogen in here, if you know what I mean." she pointed over her shoulder, at Mia and Paprika. "You know, blue eyes, broad shoulders, dark hair and about six feet tall...?" she asked, giving details and everything about the young man. Her head moved a little while she spoke, as if she had to think really hard to remember what he looked like.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 6:23 pm
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ "Yeah, and I'm not a b***h" replied Alice to the girl's failed attempt to defend her age. Course... she was. Big time. And that glare proved it. Because even with one eye, it'd send chills up anyone's spine... except maybe Bela, who it was directed to. Alice huffed at Bela's continuous remarks and took a cigar from the bowl that she kept at the bar during their slow hours. "Whenever this one-eyed demon says he can work you harpy b***h" answered the boss. Ah banter... how nice. Even if the conversation had shifted to the other...
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 6:32 pm
❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ Paprika Pepper Peach Melba ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤
Paprika took the drink that was given to her earlier, and drank it down as quickly as she could. She didn't want one of them to take it away or something! She then coughed a bit, her poor little esophagus! Even if it was a very girly drink! "C-can I have a shot of tequila?" All the other stuff made drinking less fast!
"Hey uh... are you guys looking for a new employee around here?" She asked the strippers, not sure who was in charge of that. She already stripped for free on the internet, maybe if she gets some money she can use it to shut up her sister!
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 1:02 pm
A handsome, tall, blue eyed blond German male came through the doors of the Windmill Grindhouse. It had looked like a bar but the minute the German stepped in he was taken a bit back. Adjusting his glasses he looked around, not expecting it to also be a strip joint. He had just gotten away from his niece for a moment to go tend to his own needs as a older man. Well he wasnt that old but old enough. And having just left the Mother land, his home he wasnt in the best of moods. Usually some cigarettes and booze helped that. Of course now that he was inside, the idea of what this place was started to settle in. Maybe a bit of entertainment wouldnt be so bad either.
He was dressed in the strangest clothing.. well not too strange but strange enough. A nice tan suit, white shirt underneath, tan dress pants to go with it, yellow tie and a brown coat with a bit of faux fur on the collar. He even wore black gloves on his hands. Running his gloved fingers through his golden locks Hans advanced to the bar and took a seat.
He looked around for the bartender, once he caught their gaze he held up a finger. "Ach Guten Tag, Kann ich einen Gespritzter?" Hans said in full German, not realizing that most probably wouldnt be able to understand him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 2:31 pm
❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ Paprika Pepper Peach Melba ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❤
"My boobs are big enough to work here, I would think. Plus they're 100% natural. Oh, and I know how to strip already." Paprika kept going, she did need the money... and has stripping experience from the internet. Which is why her sister took away her webcam and sold it in a pawn shop. Because that hater is always going to hate on her smooth moves.
Even though she only had two drinks so far, she was still a little drunk... Paprika was definitely a lightweight when it came to drinking, and pot, and basically anything. The blond girl looked over, seeing a man speaking german. OK, she was a little drunk, and partly high, but she wasn't THAT drunk. Not drunk enough that everyone starts speaking funny languages. She turned to him and then at the bartender and said; "I want what he's having."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 2:46 pm
When the woman said that, Hans's blue eyes instantly went to Paprika's.. bountiful curves. He'd have to agree, and that hard swallow of his as he adverted his gaze was the only audible agreement he made. Taking out a pack of cigarettes, German of course, Hans took one out and offered it to Paprika. She was pretty after all, and Hans had a hard time resisting women. Though he didnt know if his friendly gesture would work, only worked if she smoked.
"Gespritzter ist ein beir mixed vith Cola." Hans said gently as he switched to English.. well as good as it was going to get for him. "Hansel Veber." He said as he pointed to himself with a light smile. "Bitte.. call mich Hans."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 3:06 pm
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What a funny accent. Paprika thought, with a smirk. She wasn't the nicest persona round after all. The young girl happily took the cigarette and thanked him. She reached into her back pocket, taking out a zippo she normally carried (you never know when you might need to commit arson!) and lit it. She's been smoking for years! three actually. Ever since her school said smoking was bad, and she figured it would make her cool.
So she started to smoke because she thought it would make her look cool, and hasn't quit because it did. "I got no idea what that means." She responded to him when he explained the drink. "But it sounds cool." It did, probably the accent. "I'm Papr... erm, Peach... Peach Melba." She almost blew it! And gave away her real name! She could be kicked out here! Or have the cops called on her! And that Romane, well she didn't much care for her! Even if she can see her sister bringing her home drunk one day, with her love of bar skanks and all...
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