In the post apocalyptic era, man has reverted to it's primal instinct.
Anarchy.
Anarchy.
Settlements scattered across the wastelands are nothing more than slums.
Some choose to trade together, some just survive the old fashion way.
Drugs
Anything organic was still widely available; Shrooms, Acid and DMT.
Due to lack of equipment and skills most chemicals that made more complex drugs were erased from existence.
As the years passed a new drug reached the surface. It was made at mass quantities and sold by only the best, or at least the ones who weren't afraid to die.
Due to lack of equipment and skills most chemicals that made more complex drugs were erased from existence.
As the years passed a new drug reached the surface. It was made at mass quantities and sold by only the best, or at least the ones who weren't afraid to die.
It's chemical name is X.T.C. Said to be the 10x the strength of 100% MDMA.
An orgasm would be a touch away, you felt like a kid who was given a toys 'r' us,
THE most euphoric experience a human being can have.
This story is a love story in more than one way.
Always remember that.
Always remember that.
Scene:
The DJ is doing one of his famous shows. Lights, music, drugs, sex, all the main food groups. This was a big show, so he needed a big shipment. Not just another cheap crumbled pill but the purest he could get his hands on, straight from the big man himself.
Who would be so daring as to deliver such a package? The 5 year vetren Runner who went harder than most guy Runners out there.
but of course DJ Yamaguchi wouldnt take this delivery alone. His right hand was always there. Loyal, honest, noble. The thug. Never would betray him..... unless he deserved it.
The good girl, was just on another blind date with someone she had met online.
Sweet, young, smart, and everything nice.
Her boyfriend wasnt there for the dancing, the drinking, or even the awkward 5 minutes of sloppy drunk sex.
He was sent to steal the drugs.
Well he did.
The good girl is now forced to try and figure out where and who this guy is.
Not like this is a choice.
If the runner goes back without money she/he is dead, if the dj dosent come back with the drugs he owes hes dead.
"playing with my money?.... that's like playing with my emotions"
The DJ/DrugDealer who falls in love with the Runner
: ((Me))
Name biggrin J Yamaguchi "Yama"
Age: 26
Orientation: Jamaican
Status: Married to the buisness
Personality: Stone cold Rastafarian. Take business very seriously and love to make music, so his business is his pleasure.
Life Story: (Optional)
Raised in the inner cities of Curv he began dealing at a young age to help his immigrant mother and brothers. From there he built to the top and now owns ever club and street in curv.
Appearance:
The "Tough girl" Runner* who falls madly in love with the Thug (Female needed)
The "Good Girl" who falls in love with the DJ (Female needed)
Mister "Thug" who falls in love with the Runner (Male/female needed)
Send me a profile if you are interested. First to call dibs on a character in the thread, first serve
