what the redlights
May. 29th, 2009 04:54 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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i_s_l_a_n_d_backup*One time, there was a knight who believed that he should take everyone's troubles on his shoulders. His beliefs of always doing the right thing and kept his promises to make sure that no harm had came to anyone he was close to. However as good intentions he for whatever reasons he had, his mind was more innocent compared to many.
But this said knight finds himself standing in front of a bizarre establishment surrounded with red lights. Curious, he walks inside only to find a stage with a pole bar at the far end of the building, a small bar like area that only seems to have mixes and juices but no liquor. It looked empty enough with only a few tables and chairs, it seemed like this abandoned place was used for a small private group for whatever intentions they were using. After looking around at the place, which revealed a dressing room of some sort with weird clothing inside and some closets... all Lyner could think of while still walking around was this:*
Man... this whoever owned this restaurant to make their workers wear costumes must have been a desperate person who needed to attract customers this badly. Too bad it's kinda rundown though... I wouldn't mind getting something good to eat right now. But what's the deal with the red lights? That's going to hurt somebody's eyes if they are going to be on all the time. Why do I feel like I want to stand where the pole is at to begin with?
((... I blame chat.))
But this said knight finds himself standing in front of a bizarre establishment surrounded with red lights. Curious, he walks inside only to find a stage with a pole bar at the far end of the building, a small bar like area that only seems to have mixes and juices but no liquor. It looked empty enough with only a few tables and chairs, it seemed like this abandoned place was used for a small private group for whatever intentions they were using. After looking around at the place, which revealed a dressing room of some sort with weird clothing inside and some closets... all Lyner could think of while still walking around was this:*
Man... this whoever owned this restaurant to make their workers wear costumes must have been a desperate person who needed to attract customers this badly. Too bad it's kinda rundown though... I wouldn't mind getting something good to eat right now. But what's the deal with the red lights? That's going to hurt somebody's eyes if they are going to be on all the time. Why do I feel like I want to stand where the pole is at to begin with?
((... I blame chat.))
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Date: 2009-05-30 05:54 am (UTC)Huh. Kind of weird for a diner place to have this sort of thing. Maybe the owner was a girl who liked hearts and red stuff?