DreamsnThings

Meanwhile right infront of the infamous little brothel the young lady in question was busy pacing back and fourth, quietly muttering to herself, trying to motivate herself to do this... it was easy right? spread your legs, let the guy have fun, get paid.... simple, easy, and only mildly terrifying!... she reached for the doornob in a burst of motivation, her hand landing on it as she froze... sitting there... thinking to herself in a self induced panic... she could leave... she did not have to do this... surely some other place would hire her right?... right?..... i mean sure... she was covered in dust and a little thin... her hair was a mess from living in the ally.... and she had next to no education... or any documents really proving she was born or lived... or anything really.... she let out a sigh as she heard a clock ding the hour... so in a rush to not be late she quickly pushed open the door... peaking in right on time... she was told to be here at 9 right? she was a mess... wearing a too worn sweater and a pair of shorts that seemed too large... the same outfit she wore when she got the application the first time... her long unkempt hair came down to her waist in a... surprisingly untangled... mess... a bit of dust and dirt evident on nearly every part of her... aside from her face which seemed recently washed... probably just for this... all in all her face had a sharp angular look that may in part be due to her recent malnutrition... she seemed nervous... as if she knew she was a mess as she hesitated to come in, her deep brown eyes looking around in a nervous tizzy as she quietly asked "s-should i come in?"

either way works for me, though as a note for the sake of making her background a touch worse. I thought the idea of her trying to sell her virginity at a premium fit rather well over all. so the orientation route is fine as long as it does not end with her losing her V card to a toy or something to get her prepped.

namely that the getting started page mostly talked about blackmail and victims in one way or another rather then how new comers are expected to get involved... since then i noticed the part where im supposed to message either you or one other person from Ghost with a secret, and obviously this reply so i think i have a... better grasp now on what to do... wheen i eventually do it

im... just going to casually mention that i like the idea of putting together a victim character though im not 100% sure how i should go about getting everything set up... i have some ideas but im just not sure what i should do x-x

Sally just took one more quick look around the beach, smiling softly as she slowly stood up on her shaky legs after taking the see through little cutie's hand ... quietly deciding that thinking about the complex nature of interdenominational travel and space time threading could be put off for another day... frankly... she was hungry, tired, and in the midst of emotional shell shock... so she simply listened to her new friend, smiling softly as her tail wagged idly behind her... annnnd then there was a smaller slime.... the dog girls eyes went wide as suddenly her relaxed mind went into over drive as she stumbled forward onto her knees looking at the specimen up close, frantically reaching into her satchel pulling out her notebook and making a rushed sketch and jotting down notes... jelly already was a complex life form genetically speaking... but the fact she could subdivide like... like CELLS just threw her for an absolute loop... her ears frantically twitching and shaking as her mind raced, matching every emotion that shot through her mind... glee, confusion, frustration, realization, and sheer excitement shooting through her mind in a mater of moments.... noticing the change in jellys amorphis membranes consistency as she started talking with the new subdivision!? the canine cutie realized something... the small jelly and the big jelly did not share thoughts... that and the instructions where relayed after, which could mean the intentions from the host slime might not carry over when sub dividing... did that mean she just witnessed the slime... kind of give birth just now?... she paused... realized she was about... 5 pages into her note pad already, in the middle of a writers Epiphany... in the sand when shes hungry as heck... quietly hopeing she did not make... too much of a show she stood up... her fur standing on end as she quietly fumed in her own embarrassment.... clearing her throat as she recovered she meekly asked "if you happen to know somewhere quick and close that would be wonderful... " she stated looking around once more as a groomed, clawed finger of hers idly scratched her cheek... just mildly embarrassed by... all of that... it was right around then that she felt a cool sea breeze caress her face... as she realized she was still clad head to toe in her desert grab, which was creating more heat then shielding her from it at this point ... mumbling a short "one moment" as she carelessly started pulling off her kufiyya and the agal first, freeing up her head as she balled it up and stuffed it in her pack. before stripping off her robe and doing the same, leaving her fluffy body bare besides the soft cream colored bra and panties she wore, her tail faintly wagging now a touch more free with just the odd shape of her panties marginally restraining her tail... she smiled looking back as she finished shoving her old clothes away as she cheerily stated "ah thats much better, those robes are suffocating sometimes... im glad its nice enough here that its not really needed!" she softly hummed as her tail wagged behind her, a happy little sway in her step as she would follow the cute little gooey girl where ever food may be, taking in the strange new sights along the way.

Sally let out a long, relieved, laugh of a sigh as she seemed to just... relax, her shoulds drooping, her body slumping, a soft exhausted yet joyful smile spread on her muzzle, her ears twitching at the sounds of seagulls, her tail swishing through the sand... the details didnt matter... she was here, this was real... IT was real... listening to the slightly ditsy sounding lovable short stacked gooey cutey as the fur on my head was slathered in an affectionately sticky pet.... the canine cutie was just... letting the world sink in... her words coming out more relaxed and relieved as she simply stated- " well if i had to guess based off the storys told by the history books about this place... this place tends to get alot of..." she furrowed her brows abit, trying to recall a quote... reaching into her pocket and pulling out a notebook, flipping to a page mid way through, clearing her throat as she quoted "Big throbbing rods of fuckmeat, and wet hungry holes aching to be stuffed" glancing up to the gooey cutie she clarified with a blush on her fluffy cheeks, her fur standing on end "oh! thats just a quote from a history book on this place... the person who said that was from.... 1847.... about 170 years ago? this place is kinda a folk tail within the historic community I am a part of... its... amazing to think that its real... hopefully im not passed out in the desert and hallucinating... heh... " she paused... realizing that that sounded more believable... before snapping back to the matter at hand! which was the hand! taking the warm pink gooey hand sally stood up with a smile as she took one more look around, a wispy doubtful look clouding her face as she chuckled "thanks hun... that would be... fantastic... can we stop by the kitchen for a moment? before i got here my Camel and all my food ran off about... 3 days ago? so im a touch peckish...."

Name: Sasha Evans Gender:Female Age: newly 18 Employee or Customer (if female): Employee (TBA) Hair: long, straight, brown Eyes: almond brown Height: 5'3" Favored Fetishes/Activities: unknown, If an Employee, Is She a 'Specialist', If So, In What Area: N/A Limits: currently unknown, starting off shes selling her virginity Short Bio: hello! my names Sasha Evans, I grew up mostly alone and unloved, my mother considered me more of a nuisance then a child, and she never knew her father. for years i spent my childhood hiding in a closet whenever mom brought home a new "friend"... usually they where men dressed in nice suits... after awhile one of moms friends proposed to her, she said yes... i thought that i would finally have a happy family... finally be loved... but then... one day i woke up and mom left me... i have not seen her since... i was kicked out of the apartment about a month ago... and well... i turned 18 yesterday, i heard this was a place even i could get some work so... here i am! Sexual Orientation: straight but bi curious

ah where should i go to fill out said profile? id rather get things figured out before i make a topic or something for someone to reply to

actually changed my mind, if its still fine with you to have me play a human character i would very much enjoy playing as one of the girls who ended up here one way or another... currently what i have in mind is something along the lines of getting kicked out after my mother got a new lover, and with little to no education, no family willing to take her in, and no place to stay she ended up at the brothel after a few weeks on her own... showing up there as a virgin a day or two after her 18th birthday

The sounds of the sea made a wonderful backdrop to the words of the pink gooey girl, with every detail and explanation the canine cutie was busy jotting down small notes onto a little pad she pulled out from her backpack... absorbed in the details as she now and then glanced at the motion from the long pink tail... having an odd urge to chase it... but managing to refrain as she listened to the exposition... her ears flicking a few times over the girls words, seemingly every time the big puppy wanted to say something... but she wanted to hear it all first so she held off talking till the cute thing of jell-o was done talking... looking at the hotel, jungle, and the like as she just generally waited, listening and hanging onto her every word, nodding enthusiastically... finally hearing the slick pink little lady wrap up our Q&A session, the dog girl took a deep breath... and mildly lost it ask she rambled off her thoughts on all of it. "so if im understanding this correctly this world... no dimension exists somewhere between the fabric of realities in some sort of multilayered mesh with other dimensions allowing different points of that fabric to intersect like a slightly botch sewing job...." she thought for a moment before correcting herself "no no this is far to intricate and well done to call botched... its more like a stylish sewing technique to add ripples or ruffles in reality to make everything properly intertwine.... oh! i forgot to properly answer the question! yes there have been recently translated hieroglyphs that implied this other world, as well as tales of people coming here from hundreds of years ago... granted with what i stated about how the timeline of this place... its entirely possible i may be here before some of them!" she paused, pacing for a moment on the sand as she worked through these thoughts swirling in her head "wait wait... this could also mean that the longer im here i could also meet someone from my worlds future.... not to mention the obvious fact that other species that dont exist in my world exist here! this is like a treasure trove of scientific and historical discoveries!" she paused, recalling something else that was said... her ears standing up as she snapped back to the gooey cutie "wait wait.... did you say magic? somehow the dog girl managed to get even more ecstatic, her mind seeming not to keep up with herself as she walked in circles talking to herself, getting more and more excited and anxious and gleeful "magic exists... of course it exists... if it exists what are its limits? its uses? its requirements? this would be a whole new region of scientific study!.. assuming it can be used in my world.... ill have to speak to those two at some point...." realizing she was moving a bit much she stopped, her fur ruffling as she was abit embarrassed at herself "ah wait sorry sorry... sidetracked abit.... everything's so different... wait... this place is... a resort?" she just realized how... unbelievably convenient that is... all things considered... and she was not only welcome to stay... but it was free too... in basically perfect luxury... she slowly stopped completely... sittind down in the sand with her legs crossed as she thought for a moment... this was too good to be true... there had to be a catch... what was the catch?..... so she simply asked that... "what... is the catch?... oh and sal is fine hun.... and ill try and stay safe either way...."

Anyways either way its abit of a stretch for an anthro to exist in this setting the more i think on it, ill just drop the idea and peak in now and then to see how this place is doing and how the erp's are going... this is the first "brothel" style club i have seen so i was looking forward to it abit... ah well, either way have a good one!

Ah, well if you want to go the "unique experiment" route with my character that works... i can imagine one of the more high profile clients might have sent me as a way to test the profitability of anthropomorphic girls in a semi controlled environment... as to the fact of if she was human or not before? I will have to think on that abit more before i decide one way or the other.

@SataiRolePlayingGuy ah, when i was looking through the description and everything i did not notice anything about the place being strictly on the more realistic side... i was planning to be a canine anthro but im guessing that its not really an option here specifically... I will find somewhere else i guess... sorry for the inconvenience

so i am looking to join in and start something, ideally as one of the "working girls" but i figured i would ask if that was fine and where i should send my first post to start things off?

anyone happen to have a list of taken apartment numbers/apartments that are looking for roommates? and i guess i should ask if i should just make a new topic or try and join one? theres not really a "main" string of posts as far as i can tell which is... different then most rooms...

@Buio as the canine cutie lay there, basking in the fact that her absurd quest had an actual point... and had led to this... this other world.... her vision was suddenly.... pink? the two over-sized mounds a of jiggly jell-o like tit flesh obscured the sky... and in the moment the dog girl was rushing to her feet, excitedly looking over this wondrous specimen! hearing it speak made it obvious it was non hostile so the over eager grown puppy of a girl looked over every inch of her, making mental notes of the apparent feline heritage of the obviously female species, observing the lack of any visible dietary tract through its see through skin, and noticing that she was being polite and saying something... well I was here drooling over the new find like a teenager obsessed with a K9-pop band... woops.... With a awkward soft clearing of her throat the brown furred, short haired, dog anthro woman switched to a more... business like front, smiling invitingly as she calmed down... her wagging tail still making it all too clear at her excitement "Im terribly sorry for that miss Jelly.... you said that was your name correct? you can call me Sally, sally parkins to be precise, i assume this is where people having been reportedly vanishing too? I was investigating a trail of disappearances supposedly going back millennia... ah! yes i guess i should ask if im intruding at all by being here? and ask in general how this place works i suppose? both socially, and technically if you could be so kind?" her soft brown almond eyes glittered with excitement and anticipation as she kept on glancing around... noticing both the other slimes and the other people.... both of which intrieged her to no end... but one rush of excitement at a time... she was still in the middle of finding out what this place WAS... and that took precedent over new people and species.... slightly....

with the wind dying to a dull, salty breeze and the water lapping at her toes, the sound of the waves mixing with the seagulls... the canine adventurer shot up from under her clothes.... sitting there dumbfounded as she looked around.... seeing the harsh yellow sand was replaced with pristine white sand... the air had this... cool feel against her fur as the pleasantly warm sensation of the sun caressed her skin, and the water~ it was such a deep, clear blue it was almost surreal... seeming more like... blue tinted glass in motion then water.... she could see the fish, swimming just under the calm waves.... she laughed... and laughed.... and laughed.... falling back in the sand, laying there in awe of it all as she looked up at the near cloudless sky... watching the few wisps of clouds slowly drift through the air.... she made it... she was here.... it was real... and she could not be happier.

In another place, at another time- The sun burned in the sky, radiating its molten heat as the blistering wind carried the sand of the Valronic desert, biting against the skin of the young explorer as she slowly trecked through this unforgiving expanse of golden dust... for countless years she had heard tales of people vanishing into thin air in this desert... and the recent hieroglyphs that where uncovered seemed to confirm that this has been going on, nearly unnoticed, for millennia.... though it was... less then malicious.... some who vanished returned... with tales of a place like heaven.... This... this is what she was searching for... Though this was going... less then ideal... she had been wandering the unmapped regions of the desert for 17 days now... her supplies where low, water running short, and with the sandstorm brewing she was all too aware of how isolated she was.... her camel had ran off well she slept... taking her joke of a map and compass with it, along with most of her belongings.... she was tired... sore... and just... exhausted.... So she laid down on the sand, using her clothes to hide from the storm... feeling something... off.... the wind grew stronger as her body felt like it was burning, being torn from itself.... as the faint sound of waves crashing against the shore could be heard... when the wind suddenly died where it was