ATeam-Nightclubs

__//**CLUB MENJIVAR**//__
 * Owner:** Mr. Smithers
 * Location:** Downtown Seattle
 * Description:** Club Menjivar is a large plasticrete structure, very unidentifiable from the outside except for the heavy double doors and neon sign proclaiming its namesake. A nearby parking lot, patrolled by an off-duty street cop, houses the vehicles of its patrons. The door is worked by two bouncers, an ork and a heavy-set human -- both wearing tight black t-shirts and leather jackets (weather permitting). The interior thumps with the beat of Sixth World techno-trance. It's filled with patrons ranging in age from 18 to 35 -- the majority high on BTL, XTC, coke, or whatever pills they could get their hands on that night. Lots of glow sticks and bright clothing shines under black lighting and strobe effects. A burly human works the bar, the name tag on his wifebeater reading "Frank".

__//**DANTE'S INFERNO**//__
 * Owner:** Dante Passini
 * Location:** Downtown Seattle
 * Description:** The six story exterior of Dante's Inferno hides the fact that the club is actually a 10 story structure -- with the remaining 4 floors below ground. Everyone in Seattle is familiar with the Inferno's nine floors of Techno-Trance insanity, but the hidden tenth level below "Hell" houses a few heavily-secured and very private meeting rooms -- as well as serving as the base of operations for the Inferno's security. Several years ago, a terrorist attack on the club left it closed down for 3 months and put its owner, Dante Passini, in a wheelchair.

__//**KNIGHT KLUB**//__
 * Owner:** Dave Stephens
 * Location:** Tacoma
 * Description:** The Knight Klub is a respectable single-story establishment with a circular bar in it's center, bisecting the recreational drinkers from the dancers. Three females in denim miniskirts and one male in an apron serves drinks, food, and snacks to the customers.

__//**PINK PUSSYCAT**//__
 * Owner:** Mr. Smithers
 * Location:** Puyallup Barrens
 * Description:** The Pink Pussycat is a single-story strip club with a lot of pink neon decorating the exterior. It's a red plasticrete structure, and has a huge neon cat-woman with a tail that moves and an eye that winks sprawled out above the name of the club -- which is written in pink cursive. A large ork stands guard at the door, wearing a form-fitting black long-sleeve top that accents his muscled physique. He has blue denim jeans and sawed-off shotgun in a thong at his left thigh. Parking is available around back. The inside of the club is lit red. Various stages surround the place with strippers doing their things -- mostly skanky humans, a few elves, and a couple dwarves. There's an ork or two as well. There are a few bouncers inside, and the bar along the western wall has green neon trim. A skinny guy with a black ponytail stands behind it cleaning a glass.

__//**RIVER'S END**//__
 * Owner:** Mr. Smithers
 * Location:** Redmond Barrens
 * Description:** The River's End is single story warehouse converted into a dance club tailoring to college kids who haven't ever seen real danger in their poor, sheltered lives. The simple fact that it's located in the Redmond Barrens turns them on because they think they're living the dangerous life. Several of these wannabe's wait in line to get into the club. Trolls armed with large shotguns stand guard on the corners of the building and across the street, keeping the gutter trash at bay. The interior of the club is one big open area, with the entrance having previously been a loading door. Cyber-punk-rock-techno beats blare from everywhere in the club. Strobe lights abound, as well as laser lights and a multitude of colors -- confusing vision-based cyber systems. There is a bar along the western wall, behind it work several human college kids -- all youngish. The place is full of dancing kids of the same ilk. Black synth-leather and lighted jewelry are the name of the game in fashion.

__**//SERPENTINE FIRE//**__
 * Owner:** Alia Rhodes
 * Location:** Downtown London
 * Description:** The Serpentine Fire building is done in real red brick -- very expensive, but very warm and inviting. The crowd outside is massive, with the line stretching down the block and three deep. The club's valet is run by a polished kid with black hair and acne. In the back alley is the private entrance -- a small, dark brown door lit by an overhead lamp just above it on the wall. A small placard there reads 'STAFF'. The alley reeks of stale urine, and the smell couples with the odor of rank beer for an interesting cocktail of aromas. The interior houses a dance floor, bar, and an elevated VIP area with long tables and many chairs. Lights dance over the crowd, who grind and gyrate to the ebb and pulse of British techno thrash music. The walls are all mirrored, making the place look ten times as large and disorienting a lot of people. A coiling red serpent wraps itself at length around the club, seeming to slither around in circles behind the mirror, giving the illusion that the serpent is hovering above the crowds inside. It breaths fire and chases its tail.

__//**SILVER TONGUE**//__
 * Owner:** Arden
 * Location:** Downtown Seattle
 * Description:** A silver neon dragon graces the Silver Tongue's exterior and snakes it's own tongue out repeatedly. A valet works the parking lot, which is set up beside the establishment. Weapons are checked at the door and placed in a large cage, with the owners receiving receipts for their items. Various go-girls and go-boi's dance the night away to techno-trance on the disco-lighted floor, drink at the bar, or sit in little groups at other tables and booths in the "dining" area. The crowd seems jovial enough...A lot of people are high on BTL's or worse. They dance and grind to the music -- girls slipping other girls tongue-fulls of glowing liquid, and boys doing the same with what might be other boys. A back door beside the bar opens onto a series of offices and work areas, one of which contains a conference room.

__//**UNCLE WILLY'S HOT ASS**//__
 * Owner:** Uncle Willy Chuggincock
 * Location:** Downtown Seattle
 * Description:** Uncle Willy's Hot Ass is a gay troll strip joint housing a large performance stage and two smaller dais, where throbbing specimens of hot troll man-love strut their stuff. The interior lighting is pink, with red synthetic vinyl covering the booth's seating -- and candles in the center of each table. A long mahogany bar is tended by three smooth-scalped trolls smelling of Brut musk.

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