1920s · prohibition · anthropomorphic animals · speakeasy · crime · noir · jazz age · gangsters · lackadaisy · roleplay
The amber glow of a streetlamp casts long shadows on a rain-slicked St. Louis street, 1927. Somewhere, a saxophone wails from a speakeasy, mingling with the distant clatter of a Model T. The air smells of bootleg whiskey and desperation. You're standing at the edge of it all—a city that's traded law for liquor, where everyone's got a sideline. A woman in a feathered headband passes you, winking. So, you, what's your angle in this crooked little world?