Open: In a shout of joy at the only shrine where you come benighted and leave benign

[vineleaves]

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.

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[sagramore]

Sagramore cocks his head with a slight smile. "I don't want anything to do with Christianity either."

[vineleaves]

"Good, it's a piece of shit religion, if you ask me."

[sagramore]

"I can't say I'm in favor of any religion particularly."

[vineleaves]

"Probably wise," he says, as if he himself isn't a religion.

[sagramore]

To be fair, Sagramore forgets that a lot too. He reaches for Dionysus' hand. "All right, what have I got to try tonight?"

[vineleaves]

"Well, what are you in the mood for? We've got a lot of snackies and drinkies." Much like last year, there is a wide variety of nonalcoholic drinks they can choose from, of course.

[sagramore]

"Let me try thy favorite first."

[vineleaves]

Well, his favorite is just the regular ol' grapes, of course, but he looks over the table of snackies for a moment trying to decide on something more exciting for Sagramore. "Ooh, d'you like tiramisu?" It's coffee, right? Sagramore likes coffee. Dionysus remembers how good it tasted when they had swapped bodies. He picks up a small glass jar holding an individual serving of tiramisu and a little spoon and offers it to Sagramore.

[sagramore]

"Is it sweet?" he asks, a little suspicious, but he takes a bite anyway, and is pleasantly surprised to find that the bitterness of the coffee balances out the sweetness of what he thinks is cake and cream.

[vineleaves]

“Do you like it?” he asks, hopeful. He knows food isn’t terribly high on Sagramore’s list of priorities.

[sagramore]

"It's good! It's much better than I expected." This may sound like damning with faint praise, but for a dessert it's practically effusive.

[vineleaves]

"Oh good!" Dionysus goes on his toes so he can kiss Sagramore's cheek. "I'm glad you like it!"

[sagramore]

Sagramore laughs and bends his knees to be better in Dionysus' range. "Thank thee, sweet. Thou knowst me so well."

[vineleaves]

"I like to think I'm something of an expert," he says, and despite his hair being in an updo he pretends to do a hair toss.

[sagramore]

"So thou art!" He eats another spoonful, trying to savor and taste it the way Laertes would. Speaking of which-- "Hast thou seen my husband?"

[vineleaves]

"Sagramore," Dionysus says, very seriously. "Sagramore. Laertes looks so damn good tonight."

[sagramore]

"Radiant," he agrees happily. "Spectacular. Delicious."

[vineleaves]

"His back--"

[sagramore]

"A work of art. Yes."

[vineleaves]

"He should wear that outfit more often."

[sagramore]

"None of us would be able to keep our hands off him."

[vineleaves]

"We would never get anything done again."

[sagramore]

"We'd get him done," blithely.

[vineleaves]

"That's a very good point."

[sagramore]

"We're both really looking forward to tonight. Thou wert such an unmatched host last time."