Live from a motel, somewhere in Maryland

[erinm_4600]

Your Silly Hat Day topic posed by koslorollo:

Happy silly hat day! Today's topic shall be seedy hotels in the sin district. Right, students go to and discuss! OK I'm kidding.

Seriously. This is the text she just sent me.

*waves hand*

Discuss... or not.

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kseda, I was wrong. THIS is the sandpaper on the bottom-side of the barrel...

Comments

[kseda]

Clearly, hon *snorts, goes with creepy Joel Grey!emcee icon*

As Demilo said, biz has been boomin' since the tin men got executed en masse run out of the city. Hard times lead to an increase in vice as the people look for ways to escape so... yeah. Ye old No Tell Motels likely did well under the corceress.

The fact that the Sin Distract exists makes me wonder if it did back in the pre-Witch days, like Amsterdam's red light district. The vapors are new, but I'm sure there were other drugs and booze (besides grog, ugh) available, plus the sex trade. Perhaps the OZ had a pragmatic approach: legalize it, regulate it, tax the hell out of it.

Of course the "regulate and tax" aspects probably went away because the Witch was busy looking for emeralds and building giant doomsday device towers so... there's one more mess for the new/old regime to clean up.

...wow, I actually went meta there.

[erinm_4600]

...wow, I actually went meta there.

All part of the master plan.

Also, a message of wishes for our attendance and love for us have followed said text. ;)

[erinm_4600]

Perhaps the OZ had a pragmatic approach: legalize it, regulate it, tax the hell out of it.

So.... Vegas? :)

[kseda]

Yes. A little micro-Vegas. Which makes the Realm a micro-Bangkok.

...I need to know less about dens of iniquity.

[rissy_james]

My jaw is kind of on the floor at the moment. So um:

*icon*

And also: My brain came up with a story about dead hookers under the beds at the Gay Gale, I'm just gonna go drown myself before I insult someone.

[erinm_4600]

As Zero has a "weekly shack-up", we know there's at least one seedy hotel in the Sin District.

Not to mention a hot pepper in frilly pink shorts and a chick who looks an awful lot like Zoe Washburn.

I'll bet there's a Lady Heather somewhere nearby, too.

;)

[rissy_james]

I can't decide if this makes me want to move to Central City or run far, far away...

Prolly the first one.

[erinm_4600]

It's Central City!! Lights! Cars! Indoor plumbing! Telephones!

It's like.... the Emerald City or somethin'! :)

[kseda]

Whores of a different color!

...aaaaaand now I'm violently keeping myself from doing another script-fic.

[twitchomatic]

Seedy hotels exist only because of a lack of love. Even the unloved and unwanted need somewhere to go. They go, they pretend for hourly rates. They use their bodies and their chemicals. The johns pretend the attractive prostitutes like them. The prostitutes pretend they’re only doing it until they get back on their feet.

They can’t find love because no one makes it anymore, like VHS tapes and candy cigarettes.

The hotels are human-stained sanctuaries full of ugly things. And they’re the only place where the pain can be ignored for a little while. Tip well enough and maybe the hooker lets you have a second go.

Not in a good mood today. Might need sillier hat.

[erinm_4600]

Still, the point is valid. *snugs*