Rules:
- you are expected to submit a bio to me for your character, which basically means that your character has to have a bio enlisting Name, Age, Gender, Background,(needs about a paragraph) Appearance, (needs about a paragraph) and an example of your roleplaying. THIS MEANS YOU DO NOT SUBMIT A BIO WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! It should be messaged to me and must be approved by me for your posts to count in this RP.
-This is a Modern RP. That means No Fantasy or Scifi unless a character Larps, or Roleplays in life, No magic is involved except stage magic, where it has secrets to it.
-No Underage gamblers. The Casino does a rather thorough check to make sure no-one under 25 gambles due to its rules of the game and acting your age. This means no-one under 25 can play here. Sorry!
- Bios must include: a character name, their age, their appearance, a brief history and a roleplay example. Without these, I cannot approve your character.
Chip Exchange
when you first recieve your chips from the manager, you'll recieve 12 white chips, 9 red chips, and enough gold chips to match your age minus 1. (EX: You're 31, you'll get 30. 43, get 42, and so on.). You'll also decieve a double-sided blue and pink chip signifying gender. If you gamble this chip, and you lose, then you turn it upside down in your case's glass slot, indicating that your gender is now the opposite and will be treated that way.*
When tallying chips, the colors stand for different things.
===========Money=========Time
White========$1==========1 week
Red=========$10=========1 Month
Gold=========$25=========1 Year
There are three characters you can play as:
Gamblers - These are the people who have the greates chance to become children. They spend the money, buy the chips and gamble against other gamblers, and sometimes even dealers. The gamblers can range from people who're just trying to make some money to eat, have a gambling addiction, or are returning customers who have come to reap from others.*
Dealers - Dealers are the workers of the Life Casino. Despite theirtitle, dealers can work in any section of the Hotel and Casino, although they mostly deal the cards. If dealers absolutely suck at games, and lose their chips, then they can be treated as how many leftover gold chips they have remaining. Dealers are usually good at cards though and most of the time are the ones leading the lost gamblers into babyhood.
Mommies - Mommies are the special branch of workers at the Life Casino. These people are thecaretakers of the babies that are produced at the end of losing games. The mommies can be either Kind or Dominating. It all depends on who's your dealer. Each card dealer is paired with a Mommy that the dealer sends the losers to at the end of the game.*
Now, it's time for me to list my characters and who I'll be playing as.*
Name: Thomas Berlin
Age: 35
*Gender: Male
Role: Owner of the Life Casino
Appearance: Thomas Berlin has slick brown hair that forms a small curve at the peak of his forehead before it swoops backwards to about three to four inches below his shoulders. He has a skinny frame and a rather pale complexion. He has tone in his body, but not so that he has showable muscle. He looks quite feminine, and might be mistaken for female were one to feel his bare chest and arms...and ass and legs...His face is quite young, almost looking like that of a teenagers instead of a Businessmans. He always carries a sealed deck of golden cards in his pin-striped black and white suit's breast pocket. They're usually meant for decoration, but he'll play if anyone challenges him due to his unnatural lucky streak. His deep green eyes are the only thing not formal about him as they light with childish excitement when he has his devilish smile.*
Bio: Once Thomas got out of College, he had a real knack for card games. Him and his beat friend used to play them together for days on end. Poker, Blackjack, Hold 'em, all kinds of games. One day, Thomas left for LV to try and make his fortune. He lost tons of games before finally coming across a special vintage deck that appeared to be from the 1800s. These cards helped get him back to his feet as he got richer than he'd ever dreamed. He had an idea for the age-regression theme when he'd gotten sick of losers unable to pay their money and acting as if they were Infants about the whole ordeal. "If they act like infants, treat them like ones."
Roleplay Example:
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The Newton balls atop the large, deep ebony desk inside Thomas' office clicked steadily. They were the only source of noise in his specially designed office. It would resemble the President's Oval Office, if it was dimly lit and had glass shelves lining the walls, protected by a glass casing. Inside the shelves was an incredible and unbelievable assortment of cards, poker chips and other such game pieces. The room itself contained two large, comfy brown couches with four cushions going longways down the room, and a deep red-leathered chair facing his desk *his own chair was a deep black and was just slightly taller, making him seem a bit short in his desk.
Click. Click. Click.
The room's own decoration wasn't one to look down on. A large chandileir of white and red diamond and heart-shaped crystals gave it a classy outlook as well as an almost eerie one with the red. The thick green felt carpet that covered the floor was Reminiscent of the old-style card tables they still play on in other casino tables. It had the emblem imprinted on it: a three-way Yin-Yang symbol with three dots inside the swirls instead of just one, and instead of being black and white, they are white, black, and Red: the colors of a normal number-faced card.*
Click..Click..Click..
Behind him, hanging by four glass support rods, was a special glass briefcase with golden rods through the edges and corners, forming the sides. The briefcase itself was vacant save for four more golden rods, positioned at the points of the compass to hold ever so delicately, an old, worn out deck of Playing cards. They appear weathered by the elements and yet are magically held together. Those serve as his prized deck, and he knows it. The man smiles as he splays his hands across his paperwork and leans back in his chair.
"It's good being Rich..."
Click...Click...Click............
The Newton balls atop the large, deep ebony desk inside Thomas' office clicked steadily. They were the only source of noise in his specially designed office. It would resemble the President's Oval Office, if it was dimly lit and had glass shelves lining the walls, protected by a glass casing. Inside the shelves was an incredible and unbelievable assortment of cards, poker chips and other such game pieces. The room itself contained two large, comfy brown couches with four cushions going longways down the room, and a deep red-leathered chair facing his desk *his own chair was a deep black and was just slightly taller, making him seem a bit short in his desk.
Click. Click. Click.
The room's own decoration wasn't one to look down on. A large chandileir of white and red diamond and heart-shaped crystals gave it a classy outlook as well as an almost eerie one with the red. The thick green felt carpet that covered the floor was Reminiscent of the old-style card tables they still play on in other casino tables. It had the emblem imprinted on it: a three-way Yin-Yang symbol with three dots inside the swirls instead of just one, and instead of being black and white, they are white, black, and Red: the colors of a normal number-faced card.*
Click..Click..Click..
Behind him, hanging by four glass support rods, was a special glass briefcase with golden rods through the edges and corners, forming the sides. The briefcase itself was vacant save for four more golden rods, positioned at the points of the compass to hold ever so delicately, an old, worn out deck of Playing cards. They appear weathered by the elements and yet are magically held together. Those serve as his prized deck, and he knows it. The man smiles as he splays his hands across his paperwork and leans back in his chair.
"It's good being Rich..."
Click...Click...Click............
Name: Charrles "The King of Spades" Halusin (Formerly Charlie Morgan)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Role: Card Shark/Card Magician at the Casino
Appearance: Without his flashy "Performance Clothes," Charrles is actually an average-sized man. He has short, Incredibly coarse and Curly Brown hair and crystal blue eyes that seem to change from green to grey to blue, depending on the light. He's usually seen wearing his performing clothes if he's ever inside the Casino. Sometimes, he goes without, and instead wears almost a punk appearance: Black, sleeveless Tank-top with a large, silver-studded leather belt around his hips and tight-jean pants. Despite his rugged, punk appearance, he wears no Emo make-up and goes without. His smile is always wide and filled with a caniving and hidden meaning inside it. He shows no visible muscle, but no fat either, and, with some work, might make a good female. He almost always has playing cards on him that he uses for magic tricks during all of his shows. Where he gets the multitude of them, it seems almost truly magical.
Bio: Charlie always had that rebellious and alluring quality about him. Ever since he met up with his room-mate and future friend, Thomas Berlin, he never knew how close they'd become. Although they were both opposites, Thomas wanting a good education, and Charlie wanting to slack off, They both had a real knack for cards. Thomas doing games, and Charlie doing Magic. Charlie was as good a Card Magician as Thomas was a card-player. The Sad thing was Charlie never got off the ground...at least, not until Thomas called him up one night and asked if he'd like to perform a magic show at his Casino. His tricks were an instant hit, and his tricks began to make him famous. Soon, he started to invent new tricks and sleights of hand to fool the audience. Eventually, that one phone call made him the number six magician in LV. Not number one, but only less popular by having a sold-out each weekend instead of each performance.*
Roleplay Example:
Outside Thomas' Office, a set of laughter and hatter began to seep through the door like a dam about to burst. These noises awoke Thomas from his ideal thoughts of himself and brought him to reality, in which he began to look at the door with intensity of a disturbed Rhinoceros. The doors swung open and in flooded a throng of twelve, thirteen girls. They were each facing some person in the middle who was only identified by an almost comedic top-hat with a widened out top, and a brim that stretched as wide as the top did. The hat had pictures of face-cards on it such as the King of Diamonds, or Queen of Spades. Thomas scowled as he recognized who wore t, but quickly reverted to his normal business-like manner. The girls glanced over at the man at the table every once in a while, one Busty Blonde catching the owner's eye as the girls backed up and allowed room for the man in the middle to walk forward.*
Charrles Halusin smiled wide as he walked half-way between the girls and his friend's desk. He was wearing an all-white jacket with different suit-symbols on it, scattered in different places. The coat he wore went down in tails to three inches below his knees. On the back of the coat was a special Face-value card: his signature, the King of Spades. On the bridge of his nose was a pair of tinted glasses with lenses in the shape of Spades, Ironically. "Ladies!...Please!..." he said as he turned to the women and smiled wide. "My friend and I just need to discuss this first...if you'll wait outside...I'll make sure to come and..." at this, he pulled down his glasses, revealing his gorgeously feminine eyelashes, and shining blue eyes. "...Treat you..."*
The girls sighed as they looked at Charrles and were sad to leave. Charrles waved and waved them, the last one leavig as he closed the doors and sighed, pressing his back against them. "Man..." he said as he looked at Thomas from where he stood. "Can you believe it?..."
"Hardly..." responded Thomas as he frowned at his friend, wanting to see why he intruded.*
"I mean..." spoke the magician as he tossed his hat onto the chair, his smile a bit surprised as he continued to remove his coat, revealing his tank-top underneath. "Who would think that we'd spend so much time together?...Look at us...two opposites running one of the best casinos in Las Vegas!..." At this point he'd removed his performance outfit and was wearing his usual set of coothes. . He walked over to the edge of the Right couch, plopping down closest to Thomas.
The Owner smirked as he sat in his chair and eyed the man. "You're still number six on the charts...now what do you want?..."
"Oh come on...I can't spend time with my friend any more?"
"Charlie..."
The magician sighed as he let his head loll back onto he couch arm. "Fine...I want to take the old ones out for a spin..." he said as he reached inside his loose jean pocket and pulled out a face-card, a King of Spades, and began flicking it into the air, giving it a spin as he caught it back in his hand each time.*
Thomas frowned as he took one half-second to think about it. "No."
"Oh come on!" said the magician as he kept flicking. "Just one little trick-show!...It's to wow the chicks!...did you see that rack on the blon-"
"He was a Transvestite..."
The magician thought about it for a minute and blinked once, glancing back at him as his card landed on his stomach, Face-up. "Your kidding...but...the Rack!..."
"Male...you can tell by how they're made and how curvy they are...too perfect...Trans-sexual...and the answer is no..."
Charrles just sighed as he nodded. "Alright...I didn't expect you to go for it anyway..." he said as he picked the card and tossed it into the air, but instead of catching it, he just squeezed two invisible lumps. "But those Tits!"
"Male..."
Charrles Halusin smiled wide as he walked half-way between the girls and his friend's desk. He was wearing an all-white jacket with different suit-symbols on it, scattered in different places. The coat he wore went down in tails to three inches below his knees. On the back of the coat was a special Face-value card: his signature, the King of Spades. On the bridge of his nose was a pair of tinted glasses with lenses in the shape of Spades, Ironically. "Ladies!...Please!..." he said as he turned to the women and smiled wide. "My friend and I just need to discuss this first...if you'll wait outside...I'll make sure to come and..." at this, he pulled down his glasses, revealing his gorgeously feminine eyelashes, and shining blue eyes. "...Treat you..."*
The girls sighed as they looked at Charrles and were sad to leave. Charrles waved and waved them, the last one leavig as he closed the doors and sighed, pressing his back against them. "Man..." he said as he looked at Thomas from where he stood. "Can you believe it?..."
"Hardly..." responded Thomas as he frowned at his friend, wanting to see why he intruded.*
"I mean..." spoke the magician as he tossed his hat onto the chair, his smile a bit surprised as he continued to remove his coat, revealing his tank-top underneath. "Who would think that we'd spend so much time together?...Look at us...two opposites running one of the best casinos in Las Vegas!..." At this point he'd removed his performance outfit and was wearing his usual set of coothes. . He walked over to the edge of the Right couch, plopping down closest to Thomas.
The Owner smirked as he sat in his chair and eyed the man. "You're still number six on the charts...now what do you want?..."
"Oh come on...I can't spend time with my friend any more?"
"Charlie..."
The magician sighed as he let his head loll back onto he couch arm. "Fine...I want to take the old ones out for a spin..." he said as he reached inside his loose jean pocket and pulled out a face-card, a King of Spades, and began flicking it into the air, giving it a spin as he caught it back in his hand each time.*
Thomas frowned as he took one half-second to think about it. "No."
"Oh come on!" said the magician as he kept flicking. "Just one little trick-show!...It's to wow the chicks!...did you see that rack on the blon-"
"He was a Transvestite..."
The magician thought about it for a minute and blinked once, glancing back at him as his card landed on his stomach, Face-up. "Your kidding...but...the Rack!..."
"Male...you can tell by how they're made and how curvy they are...too perfect...Trans-sexual...and the answer is no..."
Charrles just sighed as he nodded. "Alright...I didn't expect you to go for it anyway..." he said as he picked the card and tossed it into the air, but instead of catching it, he just squeezed two invisible lumps. "But those Tits!"
"Male..."
Name: Samuel Thompson
Age: ??
Gender: Male
Role: Manager of the Hotel and Casino; in charge of all that occurs in the hotel, and assistant to Thomas Berlin
Appearance: Samuel wears the traditional red and gold lapelled suit of a Bell-hop, minus the hat. His face always shows either an eerie, plastered, welcoming smile, or a serious frown of disappointment. His hair is curly black that is always kept at a normal, boyish style. His eyes are a pale, grayish green. He looks quite formal and controls most of the
Bio: Not much is known about the manager of the hotel, other than he knows almost everything that happens within the Casino and Hotel. He has eyes everywhere to tell him whether someone's acting up. He carries at his hip a stun gun on one side that will paralyze people temporarily, and a pistol loaded with tranquilizer needles that completely enter the body and dissolve in the blood stream, knocking a person out for almost two full hours. He only thing known about this man is that he has worked at the hotel for years without causing a problem, and is almost considered as powerful as Thomas Berlin himself.
Roleplay Example:
A knock on the door caused both heads to turn as a voice came through the wood of the double doors. "Mr. Berlin? I have news to report." Charrles looked at the door and smiled as he glanced over his shoulder at his buddy in the chair. "Your lapdog returns..." Thomas frowned as he nodded. "Come in, Samuel..."
The doors opened as briskly, Samuel Thompson strode inside in his red, golden Side-striped pants. His long strides led him to he center of the room, directly above the emblem. The manager smiled at his employer and boss. "Evening, Mr. Berlin...Mr. Halusin..." he says, acknowledging the sprawled out man on the couch. Halusin waves his hand once. "Evening, Thompson. Any arrests tonight?" Thompson glanced at the magician and shook his head. "Afraid not..." he said, short and simply as he turned to the man at the desk. "I'd like to report the new shipment has arrived."*
At these words, The Tycoon smiled as he stood up and walked to one side of his desk. "Ahh, good. I assume the cards haven't been damaged?" Sam smiled as he nodded. "First class, just as you ordered, sir." Berlin smiled as Charrles chuckled. "I can't wait to try my magic on them..." he said maliciously as he held his hand and a four of spades appeared in it, as if from nowhere. Samuel smiled as he looked at his boss, not paying any mind to the bum on the couch. "Shall I let them know to place them in storage?" Thomas nodded as he went back to his desk and took a seat. "Yes, please...and take these papers and sort them out..." he said as he pulled a pack of paperwork from his desk drawer and pushed it across the desk to Thompson, who speedily swiped themup and turned on his heels. "Thank you, mister Berlin..." he also scooped up the coat on the back chair that belonged to Halusin. The bum noticed this, sat up and was about to say something when the manager spoke before him. "I'll take out your cards from their pockets and return them to your room before they're cleaned." Charrles stops as he sits back down smiling and nodding. "Perfect...Thank you..."
Samuel smiled as he left. "But of course...It's my job after all..." he said as he closed the door behind him leaving the two to talk amongst themselves.
The doors opened as briskly, Samuel Thompson strode inside in his red, golden Side-striped pants. His long strides led him to he center of the room, directly above the emblem. The manager smiled at his employer and boss. "Evening, Mr. Berlin...Mr. Halusin..." he says, acknowledging the sprawled out man on the couch. Halusin waves his hand once. "Evening, Thompson. Any arrests tonight?" Thompson glanced at the magician and shook his head. "Afraid not..." he said, short and simply as he turned to the man at the desk. "I'd like to report the new shipment has arrived."*
At these words, The Tycoon smiled as he stood up and walked to one side of his desk. "Ahh, good. I assume the cards haven't been damaged?" Sam smiled as he nodded. "First class, just as you ordered, sir." Berlin smiled as Charrles chuckled. "I can't wait to try my magic on them..." he said maliciously as he held his hand and a four of spades appeared in it, as if from nowhere. Samuel smiled as he looked at his boss, not paying any mind to the bum on the couch. "Shall I let them know to place them in storage?" Thomas nodded as he went back to his desk and took a seat. "Yes, please...and take these papers and sort them out..." he said as he pulled a pack of paperwork from his desk drawer and pushed it across the desk to Thompson, who speedily swiped themup and turned on his heels. "Thank you, mister Berlin..." he also scooped up the coat on the back chair that belonged to Halusin. The bum noticed this, sat up and was about to say something when the manager spoke before him. "I'll take out your cards from their pockets and return them to your room before they're cleaned." Charrles stops as he sits back down smiling and nodding. "Perfect...Thank you..."
Samuel smiled as he left. "But of course...It's my job after all..." he said as he closed the door behind him leaving the two to talk amongst themselves.
There we go. Once we have at least two to three people sign up, I'll post the description of what the Casino looks like. Thank you for reading and I hope to see you at the card tables soon!
"If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of
the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets
better and better as the years roll on."
the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets
better and better as the years roll on."
~ Steve Jobs
"If I were the rain that bind together the earth and sky, who in all eternity
will never mingle, would I be able to bind the hearts of people together?"
will never mingle, would I be able to bind the hearts of people together?"
~ Inoue Orihime (Bleach)
"We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us."
~ Andrew Ryan (Bioshock)
