The Robin Red Casino

{if@ First visit to the casino = 0}Eventually, the Hell Roller-- Betty's name for the miniature train-- rolled up onto some scenery that wasn't just a sea of repetitive, impossibly hot flames some untold distance below Robin. A building became visible on the horizon, first a tiny speck, then increasingly large in her field of vision. It looked to her a bit like a giant cylinder, constantly rotating, like a restaurant she'd once seen at the top of a hotel too fancy for her to enter. The exterior upper half of the building was painted red and black in alternating stripes in the pattern of a roulette wheel.

The lower half held a gate large enough for an actual vehicle to enter, which felt especially silly to Robin, entering in on the little toy train. Still, the unimpressive entrance didn't stay on her mind for long. The interior was over-sized, but it was the casino she'd always dreamed of: red and black decor, classy tile floors that just screamed for high heels to clack down them, and female devil motifs all over the games and banners to give it a bit of a touch of sex appeal. It was pretty close to the casino from her dreams-- the one she'd always wanted to own.

There were only two problems.

"The banner says 'Robin Red.' My name has two Ds," Robin said.

"Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth! You're lucky I didn't run with the Lucky Betty Casino, that was my first pick. Is everything else to your liking, my liege lady?" Betty replied with sarcasm in her voice.

"Right... um... there's one other thing though. Isn't it kind of empty?" Robin gestured at the floor-space, spreading her arms out to either side. It was totally empty and eerily quiet. Her voice echoed throughout the hallways. "Even if there's no customers, shouldn't there be service workers or something? Actually, how is anyone going to find this place in hell?"

"Don't you worry about that, Robbie-Baby. I've got a pretty good idea of how to staff it. Those marks we're going after... they're going to need somewhere to work to make up for all that karmic debt! They'll be your new employees. Just head out there, steamroll all of them with your trademark skill, and you'll find this place fully staffed in no time. Once it's staffed, the customers will roll in. 'If you build it they will come' and all that."

"I-I want to point out, tis all Betty's idea. I find it a bit distasteful..." Colline added from her left shoulder.

"No, I love it! It's a great idea. Then, once we've got the place staffed, even more karmic debtors come and we fleece the pants off of them, too! That's downright efficient!" Robin said, clasping her hands together in delight as she finished her tour of the casino, running from room to room.

"Oh... well, if you like it, Ms. Redd, then, ahem..." the angel conceded, then quieted down.

"Score one for Betty," the devil chuckled smugly. "What are you here for again, Colline? Eye-candy? At any rate, let's focus on the next step of our big plan. You've got to go out there and start righting the ship on all these debts. Only then will you have that big, beautiful casino full of babes that you're dreaming of!"

Colline raised her voice again. "Not that Ms. Redd is doing all of this for any such amoral reason. She is motivated by the goodness in her heart to serve God in this endeavor. Remember: she had already agreed before she knew she was getting the rights to a casino out of this deal."

Robin held her tongue, not wanting to admit that just the thought of getting to play a few rounds of strip blackjack with girls around the world was enough for her to leave her old job, even before the casino entered into it.

The girls made their way back to the High Roller. Robin adjusted her position on the tiny train engine until she was once again seated upright with the angel and devil perched upon her shoulders. The feeling of the miniature steam train bumping up and down between her legs was... not totally unpleasant, if a little awkward with two people watching her. She simply ignored the fact that they'd apparently been watching her for years now, including in situations more embarrassing than this one, where she was getting overstimulated by a train's steam dome grinding her nethers.

"The Hell Roller can reach anywhere in the world, or even across dimensions, by utilizing the Hell Gates you see floating in the space behind the casino. They're really quite handy. I've placed one like a 'bookmark' nearby all the targets that would make sense as one of your visits," Betty bragged.

"O-Oh... I didn't think to do that. I guess we shall use Betty's targets, for now," Colline muttered.

"Though, if you've got anything else you want to do first, Robin, we can make another stop. Just use Begin Campaign when you're ready to get rolling. We'll return here time and time again, so I hope it's comfy for you."

"How horrible, to ask her something like that while you're... teasing her that way," Colline gulped, squirming a little as she watched Robin bounce up and down atop the toy train. She might be wishing she could have a turn, on a similarly undersized train, Robin thought. Colline seemed pretty sexual repressed.

For now, Robin needed to ignore Colline's weird exhibitionist streak and figure out where to go from here. Riding on this kiddie ride through a big batch of the increasingly samey looking flames of hell wasn't exactly the most glamorous moment of the new life she'd been offered.{elseif First visit to the casino > 0}{if Fortuna Beaten > 0}Robin returned to the Robin Redd casino, finding it pleasantly staffed with a host of buff former mercenaries, now redressed into attire appropriate for her casino: many shades of red, with little devil horns accompanying. Rippling biceps, toned abdomens, and tight glutes filled her vision each way she looked. "You know, we're really doing some good here! This place is going to take off!" she insisted, although the number of actual customers was still admittedly low.

"You're drooling, Ms. Redd," Colline sighed.

"I-I was just thinking how tasty the finger foods look!" Robin defended. "Anyway, I'm surprised more people aren't coming in here. I mean... they can find the place, right? It's not impossible because it's in hell, is it?"

"Course not," Betty shrugged. "Plenty of people come by hell for various reasons. I think the problem is that so far the staff you've got is... kind of for specific tastes, you know what I mean? Now, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with girls that look like they want to kill you-- I'm into it-- but we might want to round it out with some more types. Lucky for you, I've got a ton of targets lined up!"

"I must agree with Ms. Betty in this instance. Tis a bit of a rough crowd. It could only benefit us to find some civil types to add a dash of comfort," Colline agreed, watching as an especially buff and scarred-up waitress sauntered by.

"Didn't know we could afford to be picky!" Robin pouted, crossing her arms across her chest and slumping her shoulders. "Not that you're totally wrong. These girls are great, but more eye candy never hurt."

((Casino management is now available! Campaign 2 coming soon!)){else} Robin and her shoulder pals returned to the Robin Red Casino to find it still disappointingly empty of patrons or floor-girls. Robin had a lot of work ahead of her if she wanted to turn this place into the sexy, bustling casino full of hotties she'd always dreamed of! The Hell Roller awaited her, ready for the familiar curvature of her thighs to nestle its length once again.{endif}{endif}