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The dance floor was a huge one, probable about 100 meters long/above, you could see girls dancing in it from all corners, the dance-lights kept swirling, lighting the place with multicolored bliss.
Infrane steps in the corner wearing a blue jacket and a sweater, it was cold and he was a bit groggy from the drink. He gets two girls to dance with.....
...except those girls looked like complete skanks. I mean, seriously, how many drinks did this guy have? He must either be completely wasted or into that kind of thing. I'm not one to judge. Either way though, he better be careful or he might wake up with the clap. Whatever. Not my problem.
little did Infrane know, the disco-lights were hypnotic, ment to lure unsuspecting men in so the girls could loot them. Fortunently for infrane, the police had been keeping an eye on their shady operation, and just as the thieves were about to make their move, a SWAT team burst in the door. However, at 100m, they were waaay out of range of the SWAT team's new weapons, for in this 2025 dystopian scociaty, President Kahn ordered a "super-soaker only" policy in the police departments...
Last edited by vivaldiscool (2008-02-26 22:30:04)