Arya wrote:Kai pulls out a fake I.D. that says his B-day was a week before. "here you go"
The bouncer looks over it. "Hmm... go on in then."
Evra wrote:Nick stands there thinking as he looks at the doors again he slips into the door marked sub levels as he stands in the elevator he yawns boredly needing to find something as a souvenier for sneaking into the casino to show people
He is confronted with a series of buttons! They read.
B1
B2
B3
B4
B5
Kaizer wrote:Zack enters the casino holding in the urges to laugh. Inside he followed the signs and left the cart in the kitchen. "All I gotta do now is change my clothes and it's party night!" He thought as he left the cart and headed towards the corridor.
Zack's movements are tracked by the cameras... and suddenly he is confronted with a pair of security guard. "Hello sir... care to show us your employee ID?"
Headmistress Riana wrote:Harry continues walking in.
Harry is... stopped by a bouncer! "ID Please..."
taylor dar wrote:Arlem looks around before he walks into the casino. "Yo!" he says looking around the interior of Black's Casino.
He sees... gambling machines! Card tables! Even... an arcade? Its a stacked place, alright.
Brnin8r wrote:(realized I posted on the Black's Casino in the muffin room lol...ahhh, the ignorant of real life people and their effect on me...)
Vincent Bordeaux stepped up to the casion's doors, his trademark smirk showing on his face. He had won every man out of his wallet at his usual casinos and now no one would play him, not even most of the casion dealers. He figured he might as well try his hand at this place. He nodded silently to the doorman and went inside. Once inside he went to the change dispenser and first got ten dollars worth of quarters and began walking down the slot machines, placing a quarter in each and pulling the levers. He knew the return wouldn't be much, if anything, but he just wanted to get a feel for what he was into now.
(Smash gave me a reply saying nothing was out of the ordinary)
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After putting his roll of quarters in he took a moment to perhaps 'attune' himself with the place. If he felt at home here he couldn't lose. Once he figured that he was at the right place he sat at the poker table, "Excuse me Sir," speaking to the dealer, "I would like to place my hand in the next game if you wouldn't mind." the way he spoke was sophisticated, but with that Chicago city accent as a low undertone. He sat at the table assuming everything was fine with it...after all...what casino would pass up potential money?
The dealer nods. "Of course sir... let me deal you in."
He does so!
Sam wrote:*Rick enters the casino with his trusty notepad and digital camera
Lets take some pictures of the casino first....
He is confronted by security guards. "Hello sir... what are you doing, hmm?"