Your name is Jeff. You are a 24 year old male with tan skin and a decently attractive body. You are of average height, and while your muscles aren't all that big, you do possess a decent amount of strength. You have medium length black hair and do not have any facial hair to speak of. You are currently wearing an unzipped green jacket with a red t-shirt underneath as well as jeans and a pair of sneakers.
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You nervously looked around at your surroundings as you glanced back and forth through the crowd of people who were patiently waiting in line to enter the BBC club. A lot of them were incredibly attractive, and it was actually making you feel a bit out of place. Earlier you had tried to find a different entrance to the BBC, but you ultimately found that the main entrance was really the only way to go, as all of the other ways inside were only used for evacuation, and even if you had managed to find a way to bypass that someone would certainly see you enter through one of these doors. It was only a matter of time til they then threw you out. You sighed as you turned around to stare back at the start of the line which had only grown since you got there. A small smile formed on your face as you were glad you didn't show up late.
As you continued to stare at the back of the line you heard a soft voice that was unmistakably from a woman. "Uh, excuse me, the line is moving again."
You turned your head to the source of the voice and saw an attractive brunette woman around your age wearing a dark blue t-shirt and a short plaid skirt that had the hem just above her knees. She was carrying a small brown purse over her shoulder and also had some black flats on her feet. Overall she looked really nice, though the clothing seemed a bit odd considering that most of the other people with her level of attractiveness were wearing much skimpier outfits. Perhaps she had scars or something? Still, you were surprised you didn't notice her earlier as she was right behind you the whole time, but you ultimately shrugged it off. It was then that you realized you were still staring at the woman, and so you hastily replied back to her. "Oh, uh, my bad."
At this the woman seemed to giggle and smile at you a bit, and you returned a faint smile back as you walked forward towards the entrance. Honestly you had felt out of place before, but after seeing someone who was both attractive and actually dressed like a normal person, well that made you feel a little less insecure.
A few moments later and you had finally reached the entrance of the BBC. This is the part where things would be tough.
As you slowly climbed the stairs to the doorway you tried to slip past the guards but one of them saw you and pulled you aside. "You seem rather out of place with that get-up, just who are you?"
You weren't exactly prepared for this, and spouted the first thing that came to mind. "I'm the archduke Vermillion Stranz." As you said this you mentally wanted to kick yourself for saying something so unbelievable.
The guard looked over at you curiously before finally grabbing you forcefully and pulling you inside the door. While you knew you could probably take him in a fight, there were a ton of people around, and violence wouldn't solve anything at this point. You'd just need to be compliant and see how this plays out.
Entering the main room of the BBC you could see a whole manner of people, all of them wildly dancing in tune to the loud music as they raved along to the beat and flaunted their bodies. The smell of sex and sweat permeated your nostrils and the whole place seemed especially strange to you. The guard however ignored the crowd and pushed his way through a door and into a hallway. The pounding music slowly dissipated as you walked along throughout the various hallways before finally stopping at a room.
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