♔ The Silk Nightclub: Mobile Location (CV22) ♔

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• ° The Main ♔ Event ° •

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Located inside a luxury superyacht often found sitting in the Hudson River, Silk is an upscale nightclub tailored to one thing and one thing only; exclusivity. Owned by Stephen “Showtime” Slick, the Silk nightclub captures the most indelible parts of evening culture—entertainment, alcohol, and sex. It flaunts lavish interiors, exotic dancers, inimitable cocktails, and more, all catering to its wealthy and famous clientele. While rumors of Stephen Slick’s alleged ties to the Main Event Mafia garnered the attention of local law enforcement, all investigations yielded nary a grain of evidence save for disclosing his connection to Jasmine Jordan, to whom the Five Star Man offers free VIP access.

The notoriety gained from the failed investigations succeeded only in heightening the nightclub’s allure, increasing its clientele beyond New York's borders. Elevated to the status of a national hub of nighttime entertainment, Silk became a hotspot sought by everyone across the country. Although more classical nightclubs bearing its name opened in various cities to accommodate the growing demand, those longing to explore their dark desires always reserved their nights at Silk’s authentic, seafaring heart in the state of New York.

⋅◇⋅ The Silver Fox—Location ⋅◇⋅

While Silk extends its reach via its chain of nightclubs across the United States, its primary and most exclusive establishment is aboard a custom-made, 590 foot luxury superyacht called the Silver Fox. Designed with a curvy exterior colored in ivory, the Silver Fox is a vessel of stunning elegance. To match its style, the superyacht features plenty of substance. The hull, for example, is forged from a mixture of carbon allotropes in which the carbon-carbon bonds are carefully arranged through nanoscale mechanochemistry, providing hardness, toughness, strength, and flexibility superior to those exhibited by standard hull materials.

Additionally, the Silver Fox is powered by twin gas turbine General Electric (LM2500 + G4) 40,200 horsepower engines, rendering the superyacht capable of effortless cruising at 12 knots and accelerating to a maximum speed of 34. Furthermore, the Silver Fox possesses at-anchor stabilizers for exceptional comfort at sea. If the Silver Fox’s primary systems fail, backup systems are in place to ensure continued functionality. These backups include a hydrogen-powered propulsion system and a large solar panel on the superyacht’s sundeck to provide a secondary supply of electricity to all onboard systems.

Although the Silver Fox possesses a sun lounge, diving platform, luxury suites, helipads, command center, pool, etc., enabling the accommodation of hundreds of people, the superyacht is largely designed around providing an exclusive nightclub environment. Thus, much of the Silver Fox’s spaces are occupied by Silk.

⋅◇⋅ The Trinity—Nightclub Tiers ⋅◇⋅

—As a nightclub, Silk consists of three distinct tiers or levels; each one offering an experience different from the last. Given Silk’s location aboard the Silver Fox, the nightclub offers a multitude of unique amenities unavailable to most rivals. For clientele who prefer frequenting it under daylight, Silk offers a standard bar and restaurant experience alongside rarer options like renting the nightclub’s Jet Skis under an instructor’s guidance, or being taken to thrilling diving spots for a scuba experience.

However, the bulk of what Silk offers resides in its three primary tiers, ranked as Bronze, Silver, and Gold. A standard smart casual dress code is enforced in all three tiers, with entry being denied to anyone who does not meet the dress code irrespective of any purchased ticket.

Bronze Silk

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The first phase of Silk’s nightclub experience exudes pure luxury, glamor, and indulgence. With 356,000 Swarovski crystal-adorning walls and black quartz flooring, it epitomizes Stephen’s instinct for flair and extravagance. Here, world-class bartenders concoct unique blends of drinks designed to charm and please all palates across the different lounges populating the space.

Each lounge features its own singular atmosphere cultivated around the specific range of cocktails in which its bartenders specialize. While the overall experience of Bronze Silk is palatial and luxurious, pairing exceptional bartenders with equally skilled chefs to bring its restaurant sections to life, it remains a nightclub at heart.

Music and interactive light shows engulf Bronze Silk, merging with the dancefloor to create an intoxicating, high-energy atmosphere to contrast the swank and sophistication of its more relaxed lounge areas.

This tier offers Silk’s baseline clubbing experience for those unable to afford its more upscale options while also featuring a calmer alternative for clientele more interested in a lounge setting.

Silver Silk

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Here, Silk features its second tier of entertainment. Aesthetically, Silver Silk revolves around opulence from the gold-leaf bas-reliefs of people at the entrance to the oversized DJ booth and the pyrotechnic/laser-outfitted floor. In the words of its eccentric founder, Silver Silk is best experienced by booking—in advance—a table with bottle service, as doing so offers unlimited mobility and personal security to shield the reserved space from potential interlopers. Thus, clientele can glide to the dancefloor and return to their reserved space with complete assurance that their table or booth remains unoccupied.

Silver Silk is styled after the curves of the human body and is divided into three distinct spaces; the ebon, gold-enameled dancefloor and lounge, and an alternate mid-deck lounge dominated by a neon-lit pool. At Silver Silk, the lavish décor is paired with soft, low lighting, with towering windows glimpsing at New York City from across the moonlit waves as the city basks in the glow of evening lights. Silver Silk is further populated by intimate booths, bars, rotating chandeliers for thrilling, artistic lighting, and golden draping to capture the majesty of Stephen’s vision.

Exotic dancers seduce the wandering eyes of Silver Silk’s clientele from elevated platforms, glinting poles, ritzy stages, and more. Often-times, they are joined by the lifelike holograms of animals that capture the human imagination—panthers, tigers, and lions, depending on the aesthetic aimed for by the performance.

Gold Silk

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Access only by VIP reservations, Gold Silk is where the nightclub’s obsession with exclusivity peaks. Here, celebrities, couture icons, men of power, and—if the rumors hold any merit—wealthy crime lords come to spend their nights. A vintage sanctuary lined with chic retro furnishings in shades of magenta and midnight blue, Gold Silk welcomes all who seek to enjoy a mixture of avant-garde retrowave music and hip hop, complete with live performances from globally renowned artists. Access to a large deck opens Gold Silk’s clienteles to a large pool edged in polished black granite as the heated water captures the glow of holographic marine life wading through. Flanking both sides of the pool are bars stocked with the finest alcoholic drinks ranging from Russo-Baltique Vodka to Goût de Diamants.

Bottle service and private meals sit at the snap of its clientele’s fingers as they sit on the surrounding, canopied Saigon sofas. Back inside, Gold Silk features red-velvet covered sofas of its own in lounge spaces where the social elite can enjoy an enriching variety of music beyond its standard mixture of retrowave and hip hop. Furthermore, the same holographic luxuries of Silver Silk are also found in Gold Silk around the DJ booth, only greater in variety and extent. The environment of Gold Silk itself shifts according to the designs of its holographic system. At times, its appearance changes to resemble nighttime Paris or the Amazon Rainforest, complete with matching sounds as the space’s exotic dancers perform and dress according to the evening’s chosen theme.

To accommodate clientele who favor more carnal pursuits, Gold Silk offers private shows with chosen exotic dancers along with private suites for the pursuit of paid sexual escapades with one’s partner or Gold Silk’s selection of high-paid sex workers. Stephen Slick himself is often sighted in Gold Silk in the company of his clientele, rarely making an appearance at the lower tiers given his exaggerated self-image.

⋅◇⋅ The Seafaring Fortress—Defenses & Security ⋅◇⋅

—While Silk’s alleged ties to the Main Event Mafia, a powerful organized crime syndicate, dissuade most from targeting it, Stephen refused to hinge his superyacht and nightclub’s security on the strength of his reputation. Thus, the top deck is occupied by attack helicopters, while a lower deck serves as a submarine docking port. Additionally, to protect the privacy of his famous clientele, Stephen’s superyacht flaunts an anti-paparazzi system capable of detecting and disrupting digital cameras by incorporating infrared lasers to render them unstable.

For more serious security threats like rogue pirates, the Silver Fox’s attack helicopters are joined by a radar-controlled missile detection system, bulletproof windows, and the armed, onboard security team; the Glamazons. Disguised as ordinary club-goers, the Glamazons consist entirely of women for both a vain and practical purpose. Stephen reasons women are largely regarded as nonthreatening, rendering enemies less likely to engage them as aggressively as they otherwise would. However, behind the elusive smiles and supple curves of his all-female security team are lethal professionals trained and primed for combat.

The Glamazons: Onboard Security Team ༺

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As gorgeous as they are dangerous, the Glamazons comprise Stephen’s personal all-female mercenary organization. Some are disguised as unassuming club-goers, while others use their respective experience from their shrouded pasts to pose as scuba diving and Jet Ski instructors for Silk’s daytime clientele. Many, however, are positioned on surrounding boats and small yachts under the guise of ordinary civilians. The Glamazons, though, are far from ordinary. In fact, they are baseline superhumans enhanced by unknown means. Their Oct-4 and Rex2 genes are stimulated, enabling excess production of adult and embryonic stem cells.

Additionally, a mutation of their ACVR2B genes causes proteins like myostatin to be suppressed while the production of follistatin is increased in tandem with contractile proteins such as actin and myosin, exponentially increasing the Glamazons’ strength. A higher expression of their ACTN3 genes, which encodes members of the alpha-actin binding protein line, increases the volume of their fast-twitch muscle fibers, rendering them superhumanly explosive. Their LRP5 genes are similarly altered, preventing normal Wnt antagonists, resulting in denser bone formation that is extremely resistant to fractures without impairing normal functionality.

Their cardiovascular systems are similarly augmented, with their genes altered for higher production in the circulatory system, enhancing their hydration and red-blood cells to carry higher oxygen concentrations. Automatic metabolic responses are also enabled to regulate their body temperature, preventing overheating while retaining their higher mitochondrial count. This heightens the Glamazons’ stamina and endurance to baseline superhuman levels. Furthermore, their bodies produce higher concentrations of MG53 proteins, which improve their ability to heal from otherwise traumatic injuries.

As with the rest of their bodies, the Glamazons’ brain matter is enhanced exponentially. A higher production of glial cells, improved general neuroplasticity, etc., enable superior neural pathways to store memories for longer periods of time with near-perfect recall as well as rendering faster reaction times, greater strategic thinking, and instant object trajectory calculations possible. This renders the Glamazons highly efficient fighters and even deadlier markswomen. Lastly, their DEC2 genes are altered for changes in their circadian rhythms, allowing any Glamazon to function normally on fewer hours of sleep; an ability that proves crucial in their roles as security.

Beyond their physical abilities, the Glamazons possess a wealth of combat skill, both armed and unarmed. While they’re skilled in every facet of unarmed combat—striking, grappling, and ground-fighting—they frequently use their unarmed combat skills to create enough space and time to retrieve any nearby weapon, be they improvised or otherwise. In-line with their training, the Glamazons are armed with the following standard weapons:

Weapon-type

Models

Handguns

9x19mm Glock 18, MK25

Shotguns

Benelli M4 Super 90, Mossberg 500, Saiga-12

Rifles

M4 Carbine, CheyTac M200, M107, McMillan Tac-50, SA80, Dragunov, Tavor 21, FN F200, Steyr Aug, Springfield Springfield M1A, and Mk 14 Enhanced Battle Rifle

Personal Defense Weapons/PDWs

FN P90, MP7A2

Submachine Guns/SMGs

PP-19 Bizon 9mm, Uzi-Pro, Colt RO635

Grenade Launchers

M203 Grenade Launcher, XM25 CDTE

Rocket-propelled Grenade/RPGs

RPG-29

Smoke Grenades

M18, L83A1

Fragmentation Grenades

M67

Tear Gas Grenades

CS and CN

Flash Grenades

M84 Stun

However, they’re also in possession of a unique firearm, Nightbane. An automatic rifle that uses a 3" length of 18 gauge steel wire weighing approximately 1.6oz, Nightbane is a weapon of monstrous power. Capable of firing 3 shots per second, it propels the steel wire at roughly 2500fps, leaving the barrel. With such a staggering muzzle velocity, Nightbane’s 1.6oz steel wire carries over 13,000 joules of energy. Compared to an AK-47, which fires a 7.62x39mm round at ~2400fps and carries only 2,100 joules out of the barrel, Nightbane cannot be wielded by ordinary humans.

In order to fire its projectile downgrade, Newton’s Laws dictate that the same force must likewise be pushed back the other way; into the shooter’s shoulder as recoil. The massive recoil renders it impossible for non-superhumans to wield. Instead, Nightbane can only be fired by ordinary humans as a vehicle-mounted weapon. In a Glamazon’s hands, however, it is a vicious weapon capable of tearing through anything short of tank armor.

⋅◇⋅ Rules ⋅◇⋅

  1. As a location thread, Silk can be visited by any character provided they have the necessary funds.
  2. Thus far, Stephen Slick's ties to the Main Event Mafia are rumors. So, while your character is free to suspect his involvement with them, no metagaming anything. What you'd like your character to learn, they must actually investigate to uncover.
  3. Silk can be attacked, but don't treat the Glamazons as NPCs. They are PCs who I will control in retaliation to an attack. Also, if you'd like to attack this location, don't write your character automatically boarding the Silver Fox. I reserve the chance to try and stop YC from doing so. Of course, if an attack is not obvious and YC is utilizing a cover or stealth, feel free to board the yacht.
  4. This location thread is mobile and can be found anywhere in the Hudson River.
  5. Have fun!
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As always, the work you put into stuff like this is phenomenal. ^_^

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All Class. I'm getting in the mood to make a villain now.

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💎💎💎 Diamond Access 💎💎💎

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Absoulty Loved It!

But my God you guys go into such great detail!!!!

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Thats a premium layout. Gives me GTAV yacht vibes

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The Diamond Company HQ (Richmond Va)

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It took months, but finally the government allowed Z to designate the space around the Diamond Company HQ as a 'No-Fly Zone' the last thing she wanted to do was accidentally hit a plane or helicopter while she executed a training regimen.

Jasmine announced that the Diamond Company would be expanding into the world of heroics, that was two years ago. Since then she'd hired a series of trainers to assist her with the control of her powers. Each trainer was made to sign an NDA one that came with the harshest of penalties if violated. She wrapped up her training for the day and opted to take a break. She wanted to do something but her pool of friends were small. Justin was at his father's house for the weekend, her parents were celebrating their 15 year anniversary; and her assistants were too scared of her to be fun.

"You know what, I'm finna go out, out" She said removing her arm weights. "It's been a little while since I been out" She said speaking directly to Theo, her stylist.

"Yes ma'am, I'll get right on it" He said plugging and playing with an app on his tablet trying to figure out what to stick her in. "What's da mood? You gonna be active or you tryna stay put?" He asked popping his head back in for a moment. "Give me something that's a little of both. I doubt it, but I might throw this thang" She said with the shrug of her shoulders.

"Do you know where you're going?" Amale her female assistant asked trying to give the heads up to the social media team. "I'm gonna go chill with Stephen. Let him know I'm coming, and I want the usual spot"

She could see the hesitation in her assistants, but she didn't care. She didn't pay them to hesitate. "Well if you're gonna look guilty you might as well just say it". Ziccarra hissed her faced scrunched in agitation. "It's just that everytime you go out with Stephen it's just bad publicity. He's a Gangster." Amale preached drying the rolled eyes of the 'Diamond-Cut Queen'. Ziccarra kept Amale around because she was typically the voice of reason. Despite the fact that Z and Theo typically overruled her, she still did her job to perfection. "Allegedly" Theo chimed in, opting not to challenge Z's wishes. "Stephen isn't a gangster. The media has it out for him." Ziccarra explained removing the tape from her wrist. "I know Ma'am but in the court of publ-"

Ziccarra's eyes glossed over a pale white in irritation before realizing this is exactly what she hired Amale for--to keep her honest. "I'm sorry. Thank you for doing exactly what you get paid to do. But I'm going that's that. We have people within Diamond Company who get paid for Public Relations. That's not for you to worry about. Call my pilot and let him know we're going to need the helicopter"

Silk Nightclub. (Gold Silk)

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Jasmine and Stephen's relationship started shortly after her boxing career began, despite the publics attempt to place Stephen with the Main Event Mafia, Jasmine stuck by him, even when it meant the spotlight would shift to the Diamond Company. As they soon found out, 'Ziccarra thrives under pressure', The Diamond Company was found to be absolved of any wrongdoings and certainly didn't have ties to the Main Event Mafia.

Jasmine loved the Silk Nightclub it reminded her of the "Viper Room" in the early 90's. This was a place where your outside popularity didn't matter. To get to the inner sanctum the "Gold Silk" your credibility needed to be airtight. Politicians, Mobb bosses, International CEO's and Children of the filthy rich littered this place.

As the 5'10 Mahogny Goddess moved through the ship, she could hear people whispering her name 'There's Ziccarra Liafador' until she got to her destination, there she was no longer Ziccarra Liafador, here she was Jasmine Jordan.

Her table came complete with two personal glamazons, 1966 Dom Perignon on ice, and four pre-rolled blunts. (The usual) "Can you let 'Show' know I'm here?." She asked while sparking up her first blunt as the free glamazon poured her glass.

Jasmine's eyes cut out into the dance floor, her eyes briefly connecting with Rafael Nado, Diamond Company employee and last years winner of Tour de France. He was going to walk up and speak to her but she waved him off, this was one of the rare times she got to have fun she didn't want to squander it by talking about work--atleast not with him.

"Keep an eye on him" Jasmine said exhaling. "I don't want that jacka$$ doing anything that's going to harm my company while he's here". The Glamamazon nodded and walked off leaving the Diamond Cut Princess to her blunt.

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Gold Silk

No more than a minute after Jasmine’s arrival was Stephen told of her presence. Years ago, when the pair had first crossed paths, it was not a spark of potential the Five Star Man had seen in her—but a storm. With him by her side, and indeed her by his, he envisioned a future crowded with wealth, power, fame, and pleasure. Flanked by his Glamazons, Stephen strode through Gold Silk; a vintage world of midnight blue.

He glided with a panther’s gait, his eyes of polished emerald sweeping through his surrounding clientele. Every lit cigar breathing out the rich scent of Cuban smoke, every whiskey glass glinting under the magenta lights, was a patron. He watched as the music filled the air, its vibrations seeping not only into his clientele’s bones, but his own, gliding him into a dance. Gloved fingers snapping, shoulders swaying to the rhythm, the Five Star Man felt the music rev up his soul.

Oh, how the surrounding speakers gave him life. The bass became his heartbeat. It pulsed through his veins and he relished the feeling. Yet, seconds later, his senses sailed elsewhere, for he’d now sighted Jasmine Jordan. Never had Stephen seen anyone—anything—quite like her. As he danced toward her, his lips curved into a million-dollar smile.

Her eyes were a shade of earthen brown, though only a fool would think of her as being from this world. Her hair flowed over her shoulders like a waterfall of liquid starlight. Meanwhile, her lips—pillowy and supple—could curl into a crescent more enrapturing than a moon silvering the night. So as Stephen locked eyes with a woman equal parts Venus and Mars, he welcomed her into the jeweled depths of his jade gaze.

“All these restaurants in NYC, yet my favorite place to eat out is sitting right in front of me.”

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His smile quirked with a twitch of daring flirtation, and his voice rolled onward, its timbre as smooth as silk. A moment later, Stephen eased onto the sofa facing Jasmine’s, kicking his feet up into the violet cushions. While his Glamazons guarded their space, the Five Star Man steered his thoughts toward the Diamond Company’s star-making potential.

“Of course, there’s business to talk before we dance and drink the night away, darling. The Diamond Company’s a storm, no pun intended. The world loooves heroes. Films, TV series, comic books, you name it. Every medium of entertainment’s desperate to capture the excitement we all feel when we see heroes. No one, though, has ever sat back and enjoyed the real deal. Every other thing’s fiction. The Diamond Company, though, is real.”

Slowly, his smile widened, his lips sailing along its suave arc.

“My proposition is that we film the real-life heroics you and the Diamond Company perform. We compile it in episodic format. We’ll make a docuseries. Turn you all into global superstars on Netflix or some shit. These people spend their nights stargazing, hoping to glimpse at a cape. This though? We’ll be giving them stardust, right in the palm of their hands.”

“We can iron out the details later, though, have my people talk to your people, because, of course, neither one of us is here for business. Only pleasure.”

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“All these restaurants in NYC, yet my favorite place to eat out is sitting right in front of me.”

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@ziccarra_liafador said:

“All these restaurants in NYC, yet my favorite place to eat out is sitting right in front of me.”

Im straight using that line
Im straight using that line

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“All these restaurants in NYC, yet my favorite place to eat out is sitting right in front of me.”

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#22 Feral Nova  Moderator

@stephen_slick: I loved the post as a whole and I love how he's such a business man. He's like a mullet (a nice mullet xD). Business in the front, party in the back lol.

This makes me want to get my character up faster lol

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@feral_nova: Thanks! LOL, that's a perfect analogy. Show up and we can do business, then dance afterward.

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Not long after she made her request was it fulfilled. Her eyes scan the Gold Silk section catching Stephen navigating through the club, dancing and vibing to her corner. Jasmine rose to hug him despite his salacious comment; she was generally happy to see him. He was one of the few men she didn't have to bend down to hug. He was a towering 6'3 to her 5'10; she lightly ran her hands through his eccentric green locks before making room for her in her section.

He quickly made himself comfortable, but Jasmine had already entered the zone swaying back and forth with a blunt in her hand, lip-syncing the words to the music. The Diamond Cut Princess was so in-tune with the atmosphere she'd nearly missed his pitch for a docuseries on the Diamond Company. Stealing another puff from her blunt, she passed it to Stephen; eyes closed, Jasmine exhaled as she thought about how she'd market the making of the Diamond Company. "Yeah, I like the idea of that." The weed calmed her; her voice lacked the power and authority most had come to expect in business talks; instead, it'd almost become scratchy as if she'd spent the entire day yelling. "Before I go, I'll give your people. My people's number." She ultimately meant Theo because she was sure Amale would start trippen.

"Only pleasure.”

Jasmine's head snapped back toward him with a playful yet stern gaze. "You keep on turning this oven up now, Ya hear." She warned before asking the nearby glamazon to pop the cork on the bottle. The sentry then filled both glasses as Jasmine slid her shoulder under Stephen's shoulder."Damn, it's been such a long time. You be acting like you can't sail this damn Yacht down the James River." She jested toasting glasses with him before the familiar music boomed through the speakers. "BIG LATTO, DOPE AS GELATO, HO ON MY D!CK FOR A FOLLOW, NASTY LIL' B!TCH AND I SWALLOW, DRINK THAT SH!T STRAIGHT OUT THE BOTTLE!" She screamed as she squatted down, hands on her knees, looking back at Stephen as she shook her ass in his face.

After the initial hype of her entrance song died down, Jasmine sat next to Stephen; her eyes hardly opened as she lit another one of her blunts. "You know we're in the unique position to help each other out." She said, whispering in his ear as her theme song continued to boom overhead. "You spoke business, so I'm going to. We can help each other out. In a erase competition type of way"

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Joined by Jasmine on a velvet-covered sofa, Stephen tucked his arm around the slender rim of her waist. While she threaded her fingers through his emerald locks, the Five Star Man slid his hand some inches lower, wrapping it around her hip. The heat of possession welded his touch to her feminine curves as he tugged her closer. Before long, the unique musk of weed smoke filled his nostrils. Stephen sighted the blunt that Jasmine had raised toward him, yet as he flicked his eyes to the smoke billowing from her parted lips, a grin flickered across his face.

He held her gaze, his eyes glinting with desire. A half-second later, he took her chin between his thumb and forefinger, guiding her face toward his own. Stephen crossed the border between business and pleasure, capturing her supple lips—and the smoke inside her mouth—with a steaming kiss. His lips glided over hers, his tongue playing her own like an instrument meant to be mastered by him alone. As he sucked the smoke from the cavernous depths of her mouth, the Five Star Man awakened his metahuman powers. He sought to interface with Jasmine’s nervous system, steering her every physical sensation toward pleasure.

For those stolen seconds, he’d engulf every inch of her in a rising tide of ecstasy. With but a kiss, he hoped to steer her core into the euphoric heights only ever reached by her orgasms. Slowly, Stephen parted from the kiss, slicking her bottom lip with a flick of his tongue as he withdrew his metahuman reach from her nervous system. Nary a wisp of smoke escaped his kiss, drawn deep into his lungs as he inhaled. Yet, moments afterward, smoking had all but escaped his notice, for Jasmine’s chosen anthem now blared through the speakers.

Within a hair’s breadth, the Megatron Barbie was on her feet with her knees bent. While she thrust her rump in his face, the Five Star Man ran his hands over her hips, his upper-body swaying, his shoulders joining rhythms with her risqué hips as his laughter sailed through the air. Though once the song faded, giving way to another club theme, Jasmine rejoined Stephen on the sofa, and business helmed the conversation between them once more.

“Oh, they’ll never see us coming, babe.”

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Wary of eavesdroppers, Stephen downed a shot of whiskey and leaned close, his curling lips an inch away from Jasmine’s ear as his voice echoed low; a half-pitch above a whisper.

“There’s a city, Los Vulon. It has glitz, glamor, everything. Unfortunately, those motherf*ckers have anti-mafia laws. Laws that allow the local administration to seize mafia assets over anyone suspected of having connections. Any syndicate that stepped inside Los Vulon was stripped naked, losing their affiliate companies and businesses. With no sources of revenues, everyone’s too broke to do much of anything there. But...”

Oh, how Stephen grinned.

“I’ve been watching that city. They’re making mistakes now. Administration members have been appointing family and friends to positions of power in seized mafia companies. Family and friends who’re unqualified and running shit to the ground. Every day, a business that did well in the past emerges to declare bankruptcy. It’s costing a lot of people a lot of jobs, Jas. And it’s making those people angry. Angry people who now demand justice. Now, the layperson looks at a cape and thinks of someone lifting buses or stopping a fire with freeze breath.”

“That, however, is amateur hour. It’ll get the kids excited, but we want adults believing that the Diamond Company can solve their economic problems. So, we recruit a telepath, sign them to the Diamond Company. I’ll then fund a news station and hire a lead journalist to slander Los Vulon’s administration, have him or her question how the seized assets are being managed, accuse them of corruption, etc., all to fan the flames of motherf*ckers angry with the local government over lost jobs.”

“The news station will call for attention from the world’s heroes, and the Diamond Company will roll in with the perfect lie detector; a true-blue telepath ready to collapse the city’s power structure. The guilty politicians get charged, the Diamond Company looks good as the heroes who saved Los Vulon’s citizens from financial ruin, and I bankroll politicians of my choosing who I’ll keep in my pocket and who’ll turn a blind eye when I target the city’s casinos to make you and I even richer.”

Eyes tunneling into Jasmine’s, a twitch of ambition tugged at the corners of Stephen’s lips.

“There’ll be no topping our names, Jas. We’ll dig Jesus himself out the grave and we’ll find him rocking a chain with our faces on his piece. Now, business aside, we’re doing shots on a Glamazon.”

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Now, she felt like she shouldn't have come to the party. She was hot and 'feeling herself.' perhaps the kiss with Stephen sent her body into a hormonal fit. The two flirted regularly, but it never made it past that, mainly because a romantic relationship could spell disaster for her Diamond Empire. The one man she was interested in wasn't interested in her, Justin's father, Gio.

Before the Diamond-Cut Princess got lost in her mentals, Stephen went into a spiel about a town she didn't know. The prospects of it all sounded intriguing, primarily since a potential position of power rested within the sights of her ambition.

"That's not a bad idea at all. I like it. I betta get on top of signing a team for Diamond Company Heroes." She said, still shimmying to the music and periodically taking sips of her champagne. Amale and Theo compiled a list of potential candidates for the Diamond Company Heroes division, many of the candidates were already signed, but she wanted to look elsewhere international, even to snatch up the potential diamond in the roughs. The smell of sweaty bodies and a lingering haze of weed was disgusting, but the prospect of taking shots of a Glamazon brought her back to the moment.

Her attention was drawn to the dance floors as the collective yelled out 'Aye' as a couple of older gentlemen, probably executives, relived their fraternity days as they stepped all over the dance floor. The captivating Show renewed Jasmine's vigor for being social.

As the music rattled through the floor, a couple of glamazons with a bucket full of different liquors crowd the section. She didn't realize so many of them could fit into this one section; they were gorgeous and all unique in their way. Despite being essentially the 'muscle' for Show, their hair was colored, curled, laid, and slayed; which admittedly made her feel basic as f#ck.

Every time she boarded the yacht, one of them tried to make her an honorary member, but she was too short among them, but they still treated her like she was one of them. 'Don't get too drunk, Jas,' she told herself internally as she watched the first round of shots get poured. Jasmine was usually mello; for the most part, she stayed in her own lane; when other people started 'swerving,' things typically got tense. Staying in her little corner should prevent anyone from getting electrocuted.

First shot. Just as 'Conceited' by Flo Milli hit the speakers. The shot glass was positioned on the belly button of one of the glamazons. 'Easy money,' she thought, bending down and snagging the shot with her lips before digesting the alcohol. It burned. So much so that Jasmine nearly started gagging as the shot fought back. Tequila.

"Alright, Show your turn," Jasmine said, pouring him a shot before placing it on the nearest glamazon's cleavage.

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What is it? I make one little comment about how dirty you all were getting and now everything has stopped??????

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What is it? I make one little comment about how dirty you all were getting and now everything has stopped??????

LMAO. I forgot about this interaction.

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@shanana said:
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What is it? I make one little comment about how dirty you all were getting and now everything has stopped??????

LMAO. I forgot about this interaction.

LMAO, me too TBH.