Post by John Kilroy on Oct 7, 2024 18:39:04 GMT -7
*Because let's face it* Josh thought to himself. *When Uncle Sam's only concern seems to be how much they can milk the average Joe like a dairy cow, and they best thing they can hope for is getting packed in like a pack of sardine's sometimes they'll look for anything to get their mind off of how bad things are...yours truly included.*
Not to mention when unemployment was high, people would look for anyway to make a quick buck. People like Spidercide would stop things like drug deals and stuff like that. Things like Speakeasies and Rave clubs, yeah he tended to turn a blind eye to those and in cases such like now even stopped by.
Josh came by a window and looked to his right and too his left. Nobody was around and his Spider sense was not acting up which meant the cost was clear. he knocked on a hollowed out wall three times and a slot opened up. A man with dark eyes would be seen peering through it.
"Password?" the man asked in a raspy voice.
"Silverfish."
the hollowed out wall opened revealing a meat packing plant, various workers could be seen packing animal carouses, ox, sheep goat, clearly this was a meat packing plant for kosher kosher meats. At the far end of the plant, there was another tall man standing next to a door that looked like a freezer. Josh approached him.
"Password?" he asked.
"Red Balloon."
The man smiled and opened the door revealing a club. The Heavy Metal music could be heard vibrating throughout the soundproof room. Josh waltzed in as the door closed behind him. These were what were often referred to as a Biker Clubs it was rumored that these types of clubs were often run by vampires and unlike their Nefarious Rave Club Siblings, they were places for people both vampire and non vampire to let loose without fear of attracting vampire hunters, would be vampire lords or government agents getting ahold of them. In short they were the "Good Vampire clubs."
that was the rumor anyway, in Truth, Josh didn't know if these things were ran by good guy biker vampires, or your regular run of the mill biker ...nor did he really care. As long as people were not getting hurt no harm no foul, if they were, well then...they'd have Spidercide to answer to.
Josh walked up to the bar and the maiden on the other side of the counter gave him a loving smirk.
"Hey Parker, you're usual?"
Josh nodded.
"Straight or Screwdriver?"
"Just give it to me straight."
The Bar maiden pulled out a drinking glass and poured straight orange juice and slid it into his direction, Josh grabbed it and took a big gulp, and observed the environment around him.
