The seagulls sang overhead. The tranquil waves crashed along the coast of the sea. This peaceful, isolated property was the designated meeting area, with numerous guards surrounding the area. Despite the bodyguards allowing you clearance onto the island given your “appointment,” there were numerous other guards that you could probably pick up. Guards who were trained to be unseen eyeing you from afar, or even some divers peering up from beneath the surface. The absence of bodyguards around her hut showed how confident the information broker was.

Entering into the hut would give you some reprieve from the hot air outside as the interior was, humorously, still decorated like an office even though it was a tropical setting. She swiveled around in her large office chair with its tall frame and thick leather upholstery, revealing her expensive white business suit, her aviators dangling from her collar, and a sun hat adorning her blonde head. She positioned herself in front of a desk fan while she crossed her legs and got a good look at you.

“You’re lucky we both have something to gain from this. Your money is good, so I’ll give you a little discount. See? Just good business like nothing else you’ll find,” she touted proudly.

The blonde tossed a hefty orange envelope filled with paperclips separating sets of papers. Inside were the classified dossiers of several women complete with photographs to identify them and what they’ve been up to. Some were more informative than others, but that was to be expected since this was the criminal underworld.

“I don’t mean to pry, but if I were you, I’d go after the ones we know most about. They’re usually the least careful, and they might tell you what you want to know,” she smiles as she chews some gum.

She lets you sift through the papers for a while, hoping you’re satisfied. You probably picked up on the fact that she’s holding a loaded gun under the table, aimed straight at you. A fact that she’s keen to let you know so that you don’t try anything.

“I’m honestly rooting for you, you know. I could do with a few less headaches in the world, but just in case you fail - I never knew you,” she makes this clear as she slowly relaxes in her seat.

In that moment her phone rings, and she reaches for it all while keeping her eyes fixed right towards you.

“This is The Lost and Found, how can we help you? Uh huh… mmm… oh, that’s a shame I really liked him. Send the grievers a bouquet. Oh, and Damian? Be a dear and ferry our guest back to shore when she leaves, mkay?”

With that, she sets the phone down and raises the gun, placing it flat on the desk before she reclines in her seat. It’s all for show anyways; she knows the snipers trained on this cabin wouldn’t let her die so easily.

“If I were you, I’d hurry. Money can buy quality information, but information becomes worthless over time. You should hurry before they start moving.”

She blows her gum again before it pops once more.

Hello! Thank you for reading my post. I know it’s weird to start off without saying much about the prompt, but I thought it would be a good idea to give any prospective RP partners a sample of my writing style so you know more about me.

Let me explain the premise of the RP: This is going to take place with a criminal underworld, and it can lead to a lot of fun scenarios such as a globe-trotting adventure, unique places, influential figures, and even exciting fights if we want to include it. The people you’ll be going after were in the same group in the criminal underworld. I should mention that while I had a modern day setting in mind, I would also be willing to do a sci-fi or cyberpunk setting too.

You can be doing this for many reasons. Are you an agent who is part of Interpol, working in the underworld to bring other criminals from years ago to justice? Are you the daughter of a mob boss who was unceremoniously killed when he tried to leave a life of crime? Are you trying to take vengeance against a secret group of assassins who wronged you? Or maybe you were the survivor of an attack from mercenaries in your hometown, and being rescued only made you eager to get revenge on them by training. Was something stolen from you long ago? Are you looking for information on their leader?

I think you get the idea, but I want to give you the freedom to decide so feel free to think it over and we can talk about it together, and we can make this RP as slapstick and silly or serious as we want to. Reddit DMs only please, I can’t stand reddit chat.

Let’s talk about kinks when we exchange messages, but my sexual limits are:

Anything that belongs in the toilet, blood, gore, vore, beastiality, pregnancy, underage (all characters 20 for the sake of this RP), reddit chat, one-liners