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↳ LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED

It's obvious Billy has put in a lot of work to make his new suite accommodating and welcoming to everyone who agreed to show up to his party (willingly or not). Billy's suite has been scrubbed clean and transformed quite a bit from its usual chaotic state. There are still some plants that might snap if you tease them, but don't worry, they have signs taped to them with the warning CAREFUL, I BITE. What can you really expect in Hell, right?

Chairs and tables are lined up in the living room, all the way to the breakfast nook with rulebooks placed out for those unfamiliar with Dungeons and Dragons, as well as character sheets for people to fill out before the fun really gets started. Billy will be making the rounds to help out anyone who needs it, or asking those familiar with the game to chip in and help explain it. Teamwork makes the dream work or whatever.

In the kitchen, there's a good amount of alcohol of varying kinds available in a self-serve kind of way. Beer, hard liquor, mixers to go with them, whatever one might want. As non-alcoholic options, there's plenty of soda and water to go around. There's also plenty of chips and dips for anyone who might want to get a little food on their stomach between playing and drinking.

For anyone else who wants to get away from the crowd for a bit, they're free to go in Billy's room, but do be careful to not snoop around too much. He seems to have some magic in place to keep any drawers or the walk-in closet shut tight. However, it's not all dull and uneventful. There is a TV and a huge comfy bed, along with a gaming console set up for entertainment purposes. It's an off-brand with some questionable Hell-based knockoffs, but people are free to have fun with it if they want a different sort of game night.

Just be aware of the hotel's recent problem with intermittent power outages!

There may be a few actual magic books sat on the bedside table that he's been studying from Lucifer's private stash he was given access to, or snagged from the library, but they probably won't do much good for non-magic types. There may be some comics or novels scattered around to flip as well.

The only room that seems to be absolutely off-limits would be the laundry room, since that's where John's rabbits are currently getting housed for the night, all safe in their hutch and away from the noise of whatever else may happen tonight.

↳ THEN THE GAMES BEGIN

Everyone who finishes their character sheet will get a custom miniature of their character conjured up with a bit of magic before the game begins. Yes, even if they're playing some scantily clad female ranger with breasts the size of her head. He's not going to judge (much). With the turnout being a bit larger than expected, Billy will also be asking for co-DMs if anyone is up for the task of trying to keep a group of unruly nerds and normies in line and focused on the game.

Hopefully it won't all turn to chaos before the game is finished.

A snap of Billy's fingers will suddenly see the lights are dimmed to set the mood (when they're not naturally flickering from the intermittent power outages at least), the tables are all set up and ready to play. He'll direct everyone to take their seat before taking his own at one of the main tables.

The games are ready to begin.

"The scent of rain has hung thick in the air all night as the sky has grown ominously dark, not a single star in sight. Peals of thunder rumble through the land as the rain has finally begun to fall. Bolts of lightning strike from the heavens to earth with pieces of hail soon joining the dangers. Shelter is needed desperately, and as luck would have it, a looming tower appears in the distance. Lightning illuminates the foreboding structure. While continuing the trek toward the tower may be dangerous, it may still provide shelter from the storm. The only other alternative seems to be enduring the harsh weather that only seems to be growing more dangerous by the minute..."

Billy will promise those who seem less than enthusiastic about playing that this will be a short adventure to get everyone used to the game, while assuring everyone else that there will still be plenty for them to do during it.

Hopefully the night goes well, but when it starts to wane and guests dwindle out...

↳ THE AFTER PARTY

Rumour has it that after D&D night in Billy’s room, 447, there’s an afterparty in John’s at 445. It’s not necessarily ‘exclusive’ or ‘by invitation only’, but it wasn’t exactly announced anywhere on the network nor were signs put up or anything. They’re supposed to look identical, but somehow John’s suite looks like it’s been cleaned up. John managed to turn his suite upside down in the short time he’s been there, but while he was off exploring outside the hotel, it seems as though a psychotic neat freak magic cleaning fairy took it upon himself to tidy up John’s suite in his absence. The snapping, biting plants have been put away, the two albino pet rabbits have found temporary accommodation at Billy’s, and despite the on-again, off-again state of the electricity supply, the music streams steadily throughout the suite, vibrations rolling steadily through the walls.

Makeshift bedding likely obtained from the ‘sleepover’ covers much of the common area floor, and even this early in the evening there are already discarded clothes strewn here and there, so there’s no guesswork when it comes to what this afterparty entails. John has always rolled with a pants-optional policy in his suite and it’s looking to be a clothing-optional night tonight.

Those who come to the afterparty a little earlier might be able to dodge most of the clothing-optional activities. There’s finger food on the breakfast nook table and the oven is currently fully occupied - the top tier with chicken nuggets and the bottom with mac and cheese. Guests are welcome to stop by just to mingle and have some party food, and they won’t be obliged to stay. But as the night progresses, there’s a definitive change in the mood in the air as the evening takes a bacchanal turn. At first it’s subtle, like someone’s wearing a saccharine-sweet perfume and it lingers as they make their way around the suite. Maybe there’s some kind of magic in the thick and heavy air, maybe it’s just the alcohol and drugs. Who knows.

Speaking of which, even late into the night, the dining table is still covered with various drinks and cooler boxes filled with ice and more drinks, from non-alcoholic sodas to beers and ciders and some harder liquors. And while they are not openly on display, it seems fairly easy to get your hands on a few different types of drugs, whether your poison of choice happens to be ecstasy, LSD, cocaine, or Frenzy.

The decadent orgy kicks off well after midnight. Some people are content in their little pockets of activity, whether it’s whipped cream being licked off perky nipples on the couch, or pitch-black anonymous encounters in the laundry room while the power is out. There’s plenty of corners for people to hook up in and plenty of bad decisions to be made throughout the night. But there’s also a small crowd congregating on the common area floor. Stray hands pull various people in, wandering mouths latch onto stranger’s torsos and thighs, and it’s hard to say what’s going on for certain other than the fact that there’s a lot of limbs, butts, naked writhing bodies and sex noises that rise above the low thrum of background music.

Even when the cold, harsh light of day starts pouring in through the windows, John doesn’t kick anyone out. A couple of big, burly, unfriendly-looking demons might come to haul those who overstay their welcome out of the suite and drag people back to go sober up in their own rooms, mostly because they’ve been begrudgingly roped in to help clean up after the party, but for the most part, John leaves people to bear the full brunt of the morning after on their own, or whoever they happened to have spent the night with.