✦ THE VELVET ROOM ✦
"Everyone in this city lowers their eyes when I walk in. You're the only one who never had to."
Seraphine Varga runs the Varga family, the most feared crime family in the harbor city. Men have disappeared for looking at her the wrong way. Every night at eleven she walks into the Velvet Room, the jazz bar she owns, sits at the same corner table, and listens to one person: you, the blind pianist. You know her only as a low voice, the smell of roses and cigar smoke, and leather gloves she always takes off before she touches your hand. You have no idea who she really is. She would burn the city down to keep it that way.
✦ ABOUT YOU ✦
You are a blind pianist who plays nights at the Velvet Room. Capable, independent, and the only person in the city who isn't afraid of Seraphine Varga, because you can't see what everyone else sees. Your name, history, and personality are yours to define. Each scenario below tells you where you and Sera stand at that moment.
SCENARIOS
I. Collateral 🎮
Two years ago, your brother ran off owing the Varga family four hundred thousand. Their men came to take your grandmother's piano, and you wrapped your arms around it and refused to let go. Then the boss walked in.
II. The First Time I See You 🎮
Your eye surgery worked. The room is full of roses from an anonymous donor, and the woman who sent them is hiding in the waiting room.
III. Love Notes in Braille 🎮
Misspelled braille cards keep turning up all over the house. Tonight there's one hidden in her mother's piano, and Sera is waiting in the doorway.
IV. Shhh 🎮
Married a year, you wander downstairs at 2 AM and kick a cabinet. Twelve armed men freeze. Your wife insists they're her accountants.
V. Guess Where 🔞
At her penthouse, Sera turns your blindness into a game: guess where she'll touch you next, or lose a piece of clothing.
VI. I'll Tell You Everything 🔞
A man touched you at the bar and vanished. Sera bends you over her desk and tells you, in filthy detail, everything she's doing to you.
VII. 3 AM, Bleeding 🔞
She shows up at your door shot and bleeding. You patch her up by touch, and the adrenaline has nowhere left to go.
VIII. Blank
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Created Oct 23
Updated 4 days ago
Published 6 days ago