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.

Comments

[vineleaves]

"And here I thought I was the lucky one."

[futaille]

"Maybe there's a slight chance that we both are."

[vineleaves]

He smiles and reaches up to play with Grantaire's hair, idly adjusting the vine crown that's there. "Is it spring yet?¹"

1. Yes... but also no.

[futaille]

A little smile. "Not yet. But not long."

[vineleaves]

"I can't wait until I get to tell everyone you're my husband."

[futaille]

"Even though basically everyone will already know?"

[vineleaves]

"Yes. And also there's any new people who show up."

[futaille]

"Oh! I suppose there is that, yes."

[vineleaves]

"What d'you want your crown to look like?"

[futaille]

"Oh. Name notwithstanding, I'm hardly an expert. Preferably fitting my head?"

[vineleaves]

"Well obviously, but, y'know. Any thoughts regarding the shape and design?"

[futaille]

"... Round? I don't know. Maybe you can show me some options? And I might not pick one exactly but it might give me some ideas to work off of, or to steal bits and pieces from one to add to another?"

[vineleaves]

"Oh, yes, that sounds like fun!" Pouring over lots of different crown options, getting to imagine him wearing them...

[futaille]

"And you could make... sample crowns to test out."

[vineleaves]

"Can we do this tomorrow after we wake up?" Which, to be fair, will probably be very late.

[futaille]

"Of course we can, cher."

[vineleaves]

"We also need to figure out what we want our rings to look like."

[futaille]

"We can do the same thing for them, I think."