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iterumrp2023-09-18 11:40 am
solus_unus) wrote in iterumrp2023-09-18 11:40 am
Entry tags:
turn the music up
Who: Open to all in the City!
Where: OHM Night Club
When: Backdated to September 15th
What: Grand Re-Opening!
As soon as dusk hits on the evening of the 15th, everyone who happens to be in the Leisurebrook district will no doubt notice going to see the southwest corner come alive. Floodlights hit the side of the building and illuminate the name OHM in black letters surrounded by a brilliant white glow. All the while, the music kicks up, sounding a pulse that lets everyone know that the club is once again alive and kicking. It's grand re-opening night and anyone and everyone starts to arrive in nothing but their sexiest attire.
Once inside, a hallway lights up the way down and into the main club area. To the right, a wall greets each of its patrons who walk through its doors. As one walks further down the hazy corridor, they step into the nightclub proper. Straight ahead is the dance floor with the DJ at the head with floor-to-ceiling industrial windows behind that pickup a rather fantastical view of the Tower District.
On each side of the building are bars ready to serve up whatever drink is requested and some other more local drinks that are fun and colourful and range in potency from mild to knock you on your ass.
A staircase winds up the far right end and leads to the VIP section where there is another bar and a place to step away and into somewhere that is a great deal quieter with its soundproof walls and comfortable seating. The OHM Lab, as it's dubbed affectionately, is accessible to only those on "The List". Along the wall ahead is more art from co-owner, Devi D!
Go ahead! Let loose and have some fun!
Where: OHM Night Club
When: Backdated to September 15th
What: Grand Re-Opening!
As soon as dusk hits on the evening of the 15th, everyone who happens to be in the Leisurebrook district will no doubt notice going to see the southwest corner come alive. Floodlights hit the side of the building and illuminate the name OHM in black letters surrounded by a brilliant white glow. All the while, the music kicks up, sounding a pulse that lets everyone know that the club is once again alive and kicking. It's grand re-opening night and anyone and everyone starts to arrive in nothing but their sexiest attire.
Once inside, a hallway lights up the way down and into the main club area. To the right, a wall greets each of its patrons who walk through its doors. As one walks further down the hazy corridor, they step into the nightclub proper. Straight ahead is the dance floor with the DJ at the head with floor-to-ceiling industrial windows behind that pickup a rather fantastical view of the Tower District.
On each side of the building are bars ready to serve up whatever drink is requested and some other more local drinks that are fun and colourful and range in potency from mild to knock you on your ass.
A staircase winds up the far right end and leads to the VIP section where there is another bar and a place to step away and into somewhere that is a great deal quieter with its soundproof walls and comfortable seating. The OHM Lab, as it's dubbed affectionately, is accessible to only those on "The List". Along the wall ahead is more art from co-owner, Devi D!
Go ahead! Let loose and have some fun!
Devi D - OTA
She'd even done the unbelievable - gotten dressed up.
Purple hair coiffed in coils over a classy, yet dramatic gold tones of eyemakeup, Devi's outfit was more royal punk than not. A bodysuit that cut up over her hips, of which one could only see three fingers worth of skin between that and the waist of her parachute pants that whisked around audibly as she walked, the bodysuit was adorned with a chest harness, all O-rings and leather straps. She was pleased with how it would catch the light and her platform boots put her about six foot, two inches. She was pleased with that too.
Regardless, she drifted around the club, moving from drinking cold saki at the bar to bouncing in type with the music on the dance floor, to standing and just admiring the pieces of her work that were still up. It was about the only time people would see a smile on her face, aside from when she got into a good fight. She had no problem walking up to people, snack in hand, and opening the conversation with a solid- "Soooo, what do you think?"
Everyone could sort out for themselves what that question was really about.