1920s · prohibition · anthropomorphic animals · speakeasy · crime · noir · jazz age · gangsters · lackadaisy · roleplay
A single streetlamp burns with a honeyed, amber light, painting long, liquid shadows across the rain-slicked cobblestones of a St. Louis backstreet. Somewhere in the damp night, a saxophone sobs a lonely refrain, the sound seeping from the cracks of a hidden door. The air is heavy with the aromas of cheap perfume, wet wool, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of bathtub gin. You’ve arrived at the fringe of it all—a city that traded its soul for a shot glass, where every honest face has a price. A woman glides past, the feathers on her headband trembling as she offers you a knowing, weary wink. So, you, in this crooked, glittering world… what’s your play?