⬢⬡⬢GLUTTONY RING⬢⬡⬢

[makethathoney]

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Everyone deserves a fun night out - why not try out one of those hellhound parties that Loona's friend Tex talked about?

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[helluvaboss]

Okay, kids, everyone's got my phone number, right? I'll check all night, if anyone wants to duck out early we totally can, I'm gonna be the sober driver so we can all go home safe and sound!

[This is objectively not true, don't let him delude you.]

[mansbestend]

[His face was pressed to the window. He might leave a little wet nose smudge. His tail was going a hundred miles an hour.]

I smell cake... and pie... and fruit... I need in this fuckin' party...!!

[helluvaboss]

Oh yeah, gluttony ring is SO your space, huh. This is gonna be the polar opposite of shitty hungry weeks, eat like fuckin' crazy and show Poochy that dream a' yours.

[A hearty slap on the back!]

Time to go make some fuckin party friends kiddo!

[systemofadowny]

I'll...watch some videos on how to drive. Just in case.

(Octavia is getting used to taking care of both of her dads, so this is a precaution she's willing to take. Not like she's old enough to drink, anyway.)

Okay to have this post-performance?

[lonelysmiles]

[Alastor has changed out of his usual outfit to basically compromise and blend in with the vibe: He has a red hoodie that goes just past his rear end over black dress pants and his usual shoes. The hoodie also looks like flickering flames when he's standing in shadow.]

[He's extra as fuck. And changing mid-performance was just adding icing on the cake. Sue him.]

[He's basically high off of the energy he got performing when he finds Blitø.]

I should've expected you'd be at this sort of soiree!

[mansbestend]

Don't mind the newly-made hellhound just standing and watching the festivity. He'd never seen so many hellhounds in one place, even having spent weeks here, and there was something comforting about seeing so many just... PEOPLE... here.

His tail wouldn't stop wagging. Everything smelled fun and tasty, but he wasn't sure where or if he wanted to begin. It's a semi overload of the senses, but he's absolutely against leaving.

[makethathoney]

[Guess who's just finished up a musical number! Now she's being a good good party host and checking on people.

New kid! Bee, with all of the practice one would expect of her, slid right over with a plate of beignets held up for him.]

Hey there honey-fuzz, first time at a party? Want something to chow down on?

[grointothebust]

(Did someone invite another sin to the party? Yes, in fact; Bee herself did! The taller demon makes no attempt to hide himself from the crowd and can be seen helping them indulge in a similar manner. It's Bee's party and he's not gonna take it away from her, but he is gonna enable those willing to take part in his sin. The temptation makes it oh so delicious.

That said, Asmodeus is on his best* behavior, sharing a few drinks and having a good laugh. Lust and Gluttony have a few commonalities, so he's gonna be a catalyst with his own brand of spice. Aphrodisiacs, anyone? He made them himself. Guaranteed to satisfy and help you help satisfy your partner.


* His behavior is not necessarily good behavior.)

[makethathoney]

HAAAY BIIIIITCH!

[Bee buzzes over, taking one of the tinctures and twirling it in her fingers before tucking it in her bra for later.]

You actually made it! Did you bring your cute little boy toy?

[mansbestend]

[Whoa. Massive fluffy... peacock... guy. He looked fun. But he was looking at these weird drinks. He had a sniff of one.]

You brought this? What are they?

[helluvaboss]

[You know what? You know what?

Blitzø after a fuck ton of booze downed decides to jog over Ozzy and poke him in his chest (well, his lower sternum, since the stupid bastard is so TALL)]

HEY! FUCK you! I was fucking RIGHT! I got the husband AND the KIDS and it's not JUST a sex thing! I fucking WIN!

[lonelysmiles]

So far, this first attempt at a pact that would allow Alastor to visit other Rings was going swimmingly. And how appropriate that the first Ring that he got to visit outside of Pride was Gluttony, arguably his primary sin given his cannibalism and the source of that emaciated form of his. He'd barely kept his composure as he'd opened the way to Gluttony, his powers finally able to reach through the Rings for the teleport much to his utter delight. (He'd nearly squealed with glee which would have been incredibly embarrassing.)

It was loud and noisy and so very modern, but he was determined to see this through. He'd been trapped in Pride for too long. He needed to get out and indulge in new experiences, and where better than the realm of the Sin known best for indulgence?

Unfortunately, he'd forgot one little detail that was a major issue in the Pride Ring:

When the Radio Demon showed up, the party stopped. And every hellhound in the place looked ready to bolt the moment he showed up and stepped foot into the building.

He toyed with the ring on his finger that worked as an intermediary for the rather complex pact spell as he grinned at the horrified throng.

[makethathoney]

Now now now. Stepping right into the middle of a Hive Dive and killing the mood? Scaring the guests?

Alastor had a moment where everything was still... but only a moment. A presence loomed behind him, the lighting shifting and filtering orange through the honey filled walls - a massive claw plucked him up like he was a tiny flower.

BEHOLD.

There was an incessant buzzing sound, not only from the graceful host, but a rising cacophony all around. A gigantic form in the shadows, three glowing eyes (no, more, more eyes were opening--) locked on the sinner in her grasp.

"Looks like we have a little party crasher," Queen Beezelbub's voice rang out, threatening and deep and vibrating like the incessant buzzing of trillions of flies' wings. "You aren't supposed to be here, little bite."

[herewardbound]

Goro Akechi had been to parties. He had been to high-society soirées, full of nobility and politicians and CEOs and mafiosos dressed up to look like salarymen, and hated them. He'd also had parties foisted upon him, tiny groups just hanging out-

This was neither of those things. This was a mass of chaos and loud music and he was so far out of his depth that he looked nearly as much of a deer in the headlights as poor Alastor had.

Someone had pressed something liquid into his hand, and now he was utterly lost why were there so many people someone please send help.

[makethathoney]

Gotta meet and greet the guests! Always, always.

"Wow! I don't usually get to look up at one of my guests!" Bee buzzed, going from walking to hovering a little off the ground. Theeeere we go, eye level. "A rare feathery treat! What's your favorite snack, sugar? All food and drink is on the house."

Post-Performance okay?

[lonelysmiles]

A bit overwhelming, isn't it?

[Alastor simply popping up from behind and leaning over you probably isn't the way you wanted him to approach you during all this, Akechi, but it's what you're getting. He's riding a good performance high. Better than any drug in his opinion.]

Taking a break

[makethathoney]

[Just a brief one! She gets to enjoy a show just for her, kick back with a cute mead cocktail and snack a bit herself.

Chat her up?]

[lonelysmiles]

[You wanted honey? Bee, this guy is pumping out some serious honey after that good performance high from earlier. Better than drugs in his book. It's a bit bittersweet, but he's definitely indulging himself because tomorrow it's back to the usual.]

[He's also literally drunk. The beezeljuice isn't to his liking but give him a nice bitter cocktail is a good way to loosen him up given he doesn't have much of a tolerance. He's leaning against the back of a couch to keep steady, the pizza in his stomach helping to absorb the booze but only enough to stop him from getting to the unfun version of drunk.]

[He quick-changed during the performance so he's currently in a large red hoodie that's big enough to cover his rear, black pants, and his usual shoes. The red hoodie looks like flickering flames on a black background when he stands in one of the rare shadows.]

[He sees Bee and gives a slightly lopsided-smile, raising his cocktail in salute.]

Poppy Papillon!!

[poppypapillon]

[Another party in the Gluttony ring!! The last one was wild, one of the craziest Sinners showed up?? And had a duet with a handsome random dragon Sinner??

But all Poppy really took from the last party she attended was a reel of photos of the event, and her Sinstagram is popping off. Her party pics always do numbers. Ooh... `chainpawmassacre`, that's the cotton candy guy she took an aesthetic pic of. With a smile, she went back to that post and tagged him, glad he could be properly attributed. She liked that picture, she managed to capture it without any motion blur.


"Poppy, you're swaying already, you didn't even finish your cosmo!" a giggly dane hellhound teased. One of her friends. "Girl you really should just get a teacup for your drinks!"]

I'm not that shmall...

[mansbestend]

[He really should learn to snap better pics, but it doubly wasn't helping that he was busy bopping and swaying to something funky that was playing while holding his phone to get a picture. This hive-dive had a color-changing ceiling and he wanted to get a little bit of video to catch the effect.

Okay, he holds down the button for a few seconds, get a few colors... Bingo. With a contented chuckle, he went through what he'd gotten so far, tongue poked out in focus. His drink, kneeling in prayer next to one of the hive kegs for the poor fucker who tried to clean it out in an attempt to beat Bee, Bee during a performance, the plants outside, a really dorky selfie... fuck yeah, let's put 'em all up. The atmosphere was making him super buzzy, who cares?

He'd noticed he was getting tagged in stuff lately. Huh. ...Wait, whoa, this picture came out really good... His first time havin' cotton candy!

Denji's ear twitched and he turned his head. Oh... that's a wobbly person. Recalling how even that special brew from Ozzie made him feel the day after- he should have known it'd have some boozy effect but that's on him for not bein' more careful- he snatched up his unopened water bottle.

He leaned and gave the girl's elbow a little nudge with the water bottle before handing it to her. She needed it more than he did.]

Heh... I feel like Queen Bee drinks should count as normal drinks times five or somethin'. Seen a dude twice my size get coldcocked after a cup! Poor bastard.

[noctuagoetia]

Catching word that there was an event happening down in Gluttony, the Ars Goetia decided to make an appearance. He didn't really have a need to visit frequently to The Ring so its bright colors and tropical flora was all new and exciting to him. It was quite obvious where the festivities were taking place, spotting the throng of hellhounds and imps trolling outside of a massive beehive building. Well, no time like the present.

Upon walking inside it suddenly dawned on him that he was horribly over dressed for such an occasion. Awkwardly Stolas stood by the doorway clutching at his talons as he silently observed the guests indulge in food, drink and... uh... others? O-oh my... This was giving him flashbacks to the night at Ozzie's. Though this party was on the more casual side.

Unsure on what to do, the owl stood still with indecision by the entrance. Stolas could feel eyes on him as some of the party goers stopped to take note of his presence, staring from across the room. It was hard not to notice a nine foot goetia dressed to the nines standing like a stiff.

[grointothebust]

On one hand, there's a figure immediately coming to Stolas' rescue, plucking him out of the awkwardness of absolutely not fitting in with the crowd and even getting some of the attention off of him. On the other hand, those flashbacks to that night might get even stronger as the King of Lust steps right in to greet a very special guest.

"Stolas!" The sin calls out with glee, all but skipping over towards the owl while donning more casual clothing, himself. "Touring your way through the Seven Rings, hmm? Bee's parties are way more casual, but I can get you out of those clothes...and into something less formal~"

Spoken like someone who's aware of every word he just used.

[lonelysmiles]

Well, if Stolas wasn't aware that Alastor was working on a way to go between Rings, he just found out.

And what a way to find out. Still dressed in the black slacks and oversized red hoodie from earlier, Alastor was quite drunk at this point, dancing with a random Hellhound to an electro-swing tune that had come on. (Probably Bee tossing Alastor a bone for his earlier performance with Dante.) Apparently, the Hellhound was a fan of swing dancing and had been willing to risk the Radio Demon to dance with someone who had far more practice than most of the participants at this party.

Alastor was spun out at the end to the cheers and whistles of the crowd. While his partner stumbled and nearly ate the dancefloor, he backed into Stolas, face red from the alcohol and laughing.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

[mansbestend]

"BIG BIIIIIIRD!"

He broke out of a conga line with a twirl, but needed to reach up and grab the shutter shades to keep them from flying off his snout. He knew he recognized this oak tree from afar... dude was hard to miss!

"You here with anybody? Party's not at that wall, y'know!" His own button-up shirt was undone about a third of the way down and his necktie was a fuckin' mess.

"...You, uh... plan on wearin' that getup all night? You brought a change of clothes, right?" A point.

[helluvaboss]

Though Blitzø is too easily peer pressured into keg stands, at least tonight he's in a good mood. And seeing Stolas showing up to have fun, holy shit?

The imp doesn't manage a coherent word as he practically tackles the Goetia from behind in a hug, flattened against his fluff like a basking lizard.

"Youz fuckin made it, shy guy," he slurred, beezeljuice on his breath.