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Tu'er Shen the Rabbit God
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This rp will follow the events that transpire within and around Forbidden City Brothel as Wu Zetian and other characters kick back, relax, and party.
Setting:
Location: Eastern Empire, Guifei City, Yang Province
Time: 10:26pm
Weather: Warm, Dry
Guifei, one of the most beautiful cities in the Empire, second only to that of the capital. It is a famed tourist trap and popular vacation destination for natives as well as visitors alike. A masterpiece of city-planning, Guifei features raised walkways, massive structures, beautiful city gardens, and a water way that snakes through the city. Art overflows in the city, sculptures of deities and celebrities dot every corner, and vibrant signs are hung everywhere with some even floating through the air with magic. If there were one place to spend all of your money, it is here in Guifei, where you can get whatever you want.
The city offers a wide variety of attractions, including its famed, Forbidden City Brothel. Purchased and transformed nearly a decade ago, the business had become an institution and even those not seeking the company of the hosts find themselves wandering through the establishment’s doors at least once. Fed by the city’s vast and extensive market district, which in turn feeds the city’s hotel and restaurant district,the vendors of the city are perfectly aligned to fulfill the needs of its residents, guests, and its masters.
Madam Wu Zetian has clawed her way out of the dirt to gain the recognition of her peers. She worked hard to gain the trust of her allies and be worthy of their aid. Years spent struggling would lead her to possess one of the city’s most famous tourist attractions.
The Forbidden City Brothel
“Welcome!”
As the brothel’s doors were pushed open by bearkin slaves, an exuberant, cheerful greeting rang out to the hundreds of guests who had made the trek through the forest to find the river and follow the river to the manor. The golden hue of burning lanterns illuminated the water below and cast a warm light into the forest. All manner of men and women had eagerly awaited to enter the beautiful establishment, and when the doors were finally opened, they rushed in.
The inside was like something out of a fairytale, with golden statues, large portraits, and intricately designed rugs elevated the status of the business, allowing them to service customers of both high and low birth. Of course none of it was real, and what was real was stolen.
“Welcome to our Summer Moon Festival celebration!” A songbird-like voice called out. As Zetian welcomed her guests, she was greeted back by cheers and applause. Beside her stood a fleet of hosts and hostesses, ready to earn their keep. Suddenly a burst of light outside the nearby windows colored the brothel in a rainbow of light as fireworks flashed over the river. That was their signal and like an army of robots, the hosts descended the stairs and mixed into the crowd.
On the first floor, several lounge areas and a large kitchen were open to the guests with the aroma of slow cooked meat filtering throughout the space. Ascending to the second floor would lead guests to the private rooms, where one could only enter after having paid. The second floor also hosted the fighting arena, which was a large, empty room with a large dojo mat in the center. As with every moon festival, the brothel was hosting a fight night and many new faces had shown up to participate in the sport as well as to bet on it.
On the third and final floor, the noise of the previous two floors could still be heard and as Zetian scooped a pile of papers off of her desk, she smiled. Her ear to ear grin was one of unbridled joy. The ce;ebratory noises coming from the lower floors were signs that she was making money, signs that her business was thriving. She had also seen some familiar faces downstairs, which meant her friendships and alliance were still holding.
Long Honda, a low-ranking noble who helped Zetian obtain her business and open the doors with favors from other interested parties. He was a shrewd man who secretly had a sadistic side and Zetian couldn’t deny that she was somewhat fearful of the man. But he was a hedonist more than a fighter, and spent many nights here under her roof.
Then there was Enzo, a nobody who society would just as quickly consume him as it would employ him. Zetian found a use for him however and utilized role in the Empire’s underworld to procure precious treasures, information, and sometimes people. He too was a loyal customer, partially because he received a significant discount that allowed him to afford even the cheapest host.
This rp will follow the events that transpire within and around Forbidden City Brothel as Wu Zetian and other characters kick back, relax, and party.
Setting:
Location: Eastern Empire, Guifei City, Yang Province
Time: 10:26pm
Weather: Warm, Dry
Guifei, one of the most beautiful cities in the Empire, second only to that of the capital. It is a famed tourist trap and popular vacation destination for natives as well as visitors alike. A masterpiece of city-planning, Guifei features raised walkways, massive structures, beautiful city gardens, and a water way that snakes through the city. Art overflows in the city, sculptures of deities and celebrities dot every corner, and vibrant signs are hung everywhere with some even floating through the air with magic. If there were one place to spend all of your money, it is here in Guifei, where you can get whatever you want.
The city offers a wide variety of attractions, including its famed, Forbidden City Brothel. Purchased and transformed nearly a decade ago, the business had become an institution and even those not seeking the company of the hosts find themselves wandering through the establishment’s doors at least once. Fed by the city’s vast and extensive market district, which in turn feeds the city’s hotel and restaurant district,the vendors of the city are perfectly aligned to fulfill the needs of its residents, guests, and its masters.
Madam Wu Zetian has clawed her way out of the dirt to gain the recognition of her peers. She worked hard to gain the trust of her allies and be worthy of their aid. Years spent struggling would lead her to possess one of the city’s most famous tourist attractions.
The Forbidden City Brothel
“Welcome!”
As the brothel’s doors were pushed open by bearkin slaves, an exuberant, cheerful greeting rang out to the hundreds of guests who had made the trek through the forest to find the river and follow the river to the manor. The golden hue of burning lanterns illuminated the water below and cast a warm light into the forest. All manner of men and women had eagerly awaited to enter the beautiful establishment, and when the doors were finally opened, they rushed in.
The inside was like something out of a fairytale, with golden statues, large portraits, and intricately designed rugs elevated the status of the business, allowing them to service customers of both high and low birth. Of course none of it was real, and what was real was stolen.
“Welcome to our Summer Moon Festival celebration!” A songbird-like voice called out. As Zetian welcomed her guests, she was greeted back by cheers and applause. Beside her stood a fleet of hosts and hostesses, ready to earn their keep. Suddenly a burst of light outside the nearby windows colored the brothel in a rainbow of light as fireworks flashed over the river. That was their signal and like an army of robots, the hosts descended the stairs and mixed into the crowd.
On the first floor, several lounge areas and a large kitchen were open to the guests with the aroma of slow cooked meat filtering throughout the space. Ascending to the second floor would lead guests to the private rooms, where one could only enter after having paid. The second floor also hosted the fighting arena, which was a large, empty room with a large dojo mat in the center. As with every moon festival, the brothel was hosting a fight night and many new faces had shown up to participate in the sport as well as to bet on it.
On the third and final floor, the noise of the previous two floors could still be heard and as Zetian scooped a pile of papers off of her desk, she smiled. Her ear to ear grin was one of unbridled joy. The ce;ebratory noises coming from the lower floors were signs that she was making money, signs that her business was thriving. She had also seen some familiar faces downstairs, which meant her friendships and alliance were still holding.
Long Honda, a low-ranking noble who helped Zetian obtain her business and open the doors with favors from other interested parties. He was a shrewd man who secretly had a sadistic side and Zetian couldn’t deny that she was somewhat fearful of the man. But he was a hedonist more than a fighter, and spent many nights here under her roof.
Then there was Enzo, a nobody who society would just as quickly consume him as it would employ him. Zetian found a use for him however and utilized role in the Empire’s underworld to procure precious treasures, information, and sometimes people. He too was a loyal customer, partially because he received a significant discount that allowed him to afford even the cheapest host.
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