Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Bridget was the benefactor of some outrageous fortune. A college dropout, she'd just never been able to hit her stride in life. She had the smarts and know-how to do something with her life, but never had any idea of what to do with it. She'd been stumbling through life as a retail cashier for a year when she found out that her uncle had died of cancer. The two had been close, and he was the reason she was into video games and computers. So, knowing she needed a bit of help, he'd left her his house in his will, a place Bridget had never been before. It just happened to be attached to a seedy little place known as a sex shop. It had porn, dildos, and cheap intimate wear, as well as a couple of rental booths for watching movies discreetly for a little while... It was not a successful business by any means. The people who did come in were skeevy, and treated her like she was a whore. Whether they liked or loathed sex workers, the treatment they gave was pretty terrible. It was a pretty shitty deal. She'd considered selling the place, but it'd put her out of a home. The basement was a rather nice, spacious place. It had one huge master bedroom, a personal theater with hookups for gaming, a great kitchen, and one bitchin' internet connection. The bathroom bath was practically a jacuzzi. So she planned on sticking it out instead. Mainly because of the game room. It'd be hard to transport such a collection, let alone find a place to put it and use it. Maybe if she made a decent amount from the store, she could convert to something more in her line of interests. But the store had a lot of troubles. one of which was security. The store was broken into and stolen from on a monthly basis. Her uncle had known that and arranged for help from Amnesty United, an organization that helped integrate the non-human population into the human world. They were in middle of talks when the uncle had passed away, leaving the organization at an odd point. When they heard the shop was under new management, they went ahead with the deal, to get it over with. So the shop was getting new security, in the form of an Oni. There were few more fierce protectors when they had motivation. Bridget was at the counter, watching some youtube videos when the man came in to talk to her. She'd only been minimally involved in the process, so she was nervous about the kind of person she'd be dealing with. But she was assured that the Oni was likely to be the most friendly face she'd see, considering where she worked. She clearly did not look so comfortable when the Oni entered the doorway. Yeaga's horns nearly hit the top of the door, the woman was as thick as an 80's action star, and as stacked as the same period's porn stars. Even though she knew who she was getting, she was still intimidated by the large powerhouse. And Yeaga looked miffed too. Was it a mistake? As the man stepped out though, the Oni seemed to try being friendly, introducing herself. Um hi... She managed to squeak out, waving weakly. Uh... I'm Bridget. N-Nice to meet you. You uh... Looked smaller in the pictures. She coughed timidly. Was that okay to say? She had no clue. Bridget was a-ok with most supernaturals she'd met, but the Oni was just so... huge. Especially compared to the five foot one wuss that was Bridget. But the Oni soon asked about what kind of place this was, to which the owner cleared her throat. It's um... Well the dwelling is downstairs. Up here is a shop. For um... Sexual paraphernalia. We are definitely more modest. Most people order this stuff discreetly, especially now that internet shopping is so popular. B-But you still have people who come in and just kind of... Want to be around this stuff. And uh... You'll be guarding it. Some people are desperate enough to try and steal this um... Product. Since I live downstairs, I really don't feel too safe the way it's been.