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Dionysus ([personal profile] vineleaves) wrote2025-07-04 01:23 pm
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Open: In a shout of joy at the only shrine where you come benighted and leave benign

Dark has come and gone again, which means it’s time to party.

In some ways the party is very similar to last year’s - same large banquet room in the mansion, a similarly large abundance of food and drink, and the promise of a night full of letting loose for everyone in attendance. It’s far from a direct clone of the previous party though. For starters, Dionysus has had Claudius help him in all of the planning (sometimes a god’s blessings come in the form of enrichment for one’s enclosure). They’ve gotten several of the mansion’s residents to agree to play live music during the night, and Dionysus was able to find some, ah, more widely appreciated CDs to play during the breaks between performers.

The room has been decorated to the nines again, but where last year he had green vines draping on the walls diffusing the glow from the twinkling fairy lights, this year he has strung up swooping vines of silver, glittering almost like tinsel. The large food tables have an almost ridiculous amount of things to munch on; there should be something for everyone there.

It should go without saying that the beverage tables are well-stocked, considering the host.

The festivities are starting a little earlier this year than last, out of respect for those who may or may not have earlier bedtimes. Come dressed in your finest, it’s a yearly tradition now!




Just as there was last year, there is to be an ‘after party’. If your character is part of the standard Orgy Invite Crew, they will have received another invitation to that half of the evening as well. Just like last year, this part of the event is to be handwaved, for obvious reasons.
timebethine: A picture of a white man with curly brown hair; he is looking back over his shoulder and smiling. (Smirk)

[personal profile] timebethine 2025-07-04 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"My husband." Another soft kiss. "No finer meal than he."
sagramore: (flirt)

[personal profile] sagramore 2025-07-04 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
He nuzzles against Laertes' cheek. "Wilt thou devour me here and now?"
timebethine: A picture of a white man with curly brown hair; he is looking back over his shoulder and smiling. (Smirk)

[personal profile] timebethine 2025-07-04 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The roughness of his beard tickles; Laertes laughs, his shoulders drawing in. "Nay, I'm saving my appetite."
sagramore: (flirt)

[personal profile] sagramore 2025-07-05 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"How good thou art! Not even a taste?"
timebethine: A greyscale picture of a white man with curly dark hair, smiling hugely. (Silly)

[personal profile] timebethine 2025-07-05 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Laertes wriggles a little in his arms, bare shoulders rubbing against the soft mesh of Sagramore's shirt. "Perhaps a taste--"
sagramore: (j'adore)

[personal profile] sagramore 2025-07-05 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
This wriggling makes the mesh slide over Sagramore's nipples, and his laugh is as much a gasp. "Shall I bend my neck for thy tongue?"
timebethine: A greyscale picture of a white man with curly dark hair, smiling hugely. (Silly)

[personal profile] timebethine 2025-07-05 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Nay, I know a better spot," says Laertes, and untangles himself long enough to lead Sagramore away.