Return of the Party (IC)

[mrblah]

She'd laughed a bit, knowing her words had an effect, just seconds before a sharp swat on her ass coaxed an 'oh!' out of her. "Would be a shame if we weren't... considering where we are~" Robbie still had it in her to quip back as Kaitlyn's anxious fingers fucked her ever so closer to the edge of sweet oblivion. She swallowed something thick, her hold on the couch tightening as she braced herself for the onslaught of the biker, moans coming out in time to the movements of the digits roughly digging deep in her dripping wet hole. Her toes curled. "You're... getting into it now, aren'tcha~?" Robbie was a bit bitter that she was getting pushed so easily to her end... but her own dirty talk had brought unbidden, lustful thoughts to her head of just what else they could be doing. A pair of fingers were good, sure, but nothing could quite match up to the real thing of a throbbing and hard cock battering down deep into-

Fuck. "Nnh-!" A sudden rush not unlike a strike of adrenaline hit her, and the pleasurable notes assaulting her senses stole a languid, louder moan from her. That was the precursor to the gushing spray of cum spraying out onto Kaitlyn's hand as her last knuckle-deep thrust combined with those dirty thoughts finally did Robina in. Her body shook from the force of the climax, and she was stolen along for the ride... until she calmed down with a light pant. "Ah... hah... you're a criminal, Kait..." Robbie giggled a bit.

[Tes]

Malcolm

And back in the game, he thought, glad to see that Sam was still responsive to his touch. Given her postive response he stops holding back and gets a bit more rough with his tungue, getting her hopefully sensitive nub fully erect. Some girls even liked them to be bitten litely so he gives the top and underside a very light scrape with his theeth to see if she was one of them. Of course her other breast couldn't be left out and balancing on one arm and a knee he still had a free hand which he quickly put to work. Grabbing her hefty pillow from underneath he massages it and caresses the surface with his twisting palm 'making it feel good' like she wanted him to and man did he want to do so. He didn't get much attention himself for the moment, but didn't mind that at all as he was quite certain again that that would come sooner than later.

Once he can hear her panting again and was certain that her mood was back he would give relocating a second try. Releasing her breasts he gives her another passionate kiss on the lips before standing up and holding out a hand to help her do so as well. "Should we try and find a more comfortable place now? The swing looks quite nice...or do you want to give the others a bit of a show?" He asks with a playful smirk. Of course in his position his now semi hard cock was dangling right in front of her face inviting to be sucked on if she wanted to.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock

Sam couldn't help but let out a light moan as Malcolm let his teeth scrape against her sensitive nipple. With them already fully erect, she had no trouble feeling his teeth scrape against them, and her naturally sensitive nipples, paired with the excitement the danger of being bitten brought with it more pleasant. She trusted Malcolm not to purposefully hurt her, so she wasn't afraid of him biting her, at most he would begin nibbling at her nipples, something she was alright with. While the rest of her breasts wasn't quite as sensitive as her nipples, it still felt nice as he began massaging and caressing her other breast, showing off his dedication to trying to please her and get back in her good grace. To be perfectly honest, he had already redeemed himself by this point, and Sam was willing to forgive him honestly, now looking forward to escalating into complete intercourse. "You're pretty good at this, my nipples are the most sensitive." She clued him in as a kind of reward, hoping he'd focus on her nipples more, working on both of them at the same time. Once more aroused, she naturally began panting with slightly labored breaths as her body's instincts urged her to commit and consummate with her attention giver.

As Malcolm instead, however, let go of her, kissed her and stood up, Sam looked up to him confused, having enjoyed the brief kiss but questioned why it had been so brief and why he had stopped. However, her question to die in her throat as he spoke, explaining himself. It wasn't what had really kept her from speaking up however, another distraction kept her from speaking her mind. Mainly, the huge, semi-erect member now right in front of her face. Naturally, she had already seen it, but not so close. The thought of that it would get even bigger, and soon (hopefully) be inside of her made her blush more and force herself to focus on what Malcolm had said while pushing her arousal back for the moment.

Taking a moment to think back to what he had said, she looked up and saw his offered arm, taking it to stand up as well while answering. "Um, yeah. I suppose I wouldn't mind giving the others a show. What did you have in mind?" She asks him, not too keen on the idea of using the swing, as the few options as to how they would use it didn't seem too comfortable, and the idea of showing off in front of the others appealed to one of her kinks.

[Tes]

Malcolm

The mere sight of Sam trying not to stare and blushing was a huge turn on for him in and of itself but as a bonus the view had also quickly removed the rather confused look she had momentarily and pushed it back towards the arousal he wanted to see. He briefly debated teasing her a bit by joking 'my eyes are up here', but he couldn't decide quickly enough before Sam had already made hers to stand up with him.

Closing his offered hand around hers he pulls her up onto her legs, the close postition they had to the edge of the pool making them stand pretty close to each other, helping her look him into his eyes instead of his crotch. Sams answer to his question was quite perfect for him - hesitant but with a bit of eagerness mixed in. To answer hers he puts his hands on her waist, cupping them around to the small of her back and lays out his thoughts to her in a slow and seductive manner "Well, those big windows sure offer a great view...but I'm sure we could make it a bit better, don't you think?~"

With the picture in her head and her hopefully finding that idea as enticing as he does he clarifies what exactly went through his mind. "As for the how, I'm not sure if you're into standing sex, but I sure am. And there are a few pieces of furtniture here that we could get creative with, like one of the sunbeds or a chair...or eithen the wood with our two robes as padding. What did you think of?" Keen for her next answer he can't help but continue enjoying the soft texture of her skin with his hands, moving them up and down a bit and gradually going lower.

[CondorBoH]

Kaityln watched the show with a slight smile on her face, leaving her fingers deep inside Robbie as she came. Looks like she enjoyed that, judging by how much of a mess she made all of a sudden. With a chuckle she brought her soaked hand to her mouth and began to languidly clean it with her tongue, getting a taste of the hermit's pussy herself.
With a shrug she smiled wider, patting Robbie on the butt a few times.
"Criminal, yeah. Absolute villain. Gonna go out on a limb and say you had fun there."

With that that she went around the couch to sit on the opposite one, looking across with a sly grin.
"So, had an idea of what's next? Another game, or want me to jill you off again? Want to try to drag any of the other sluts back here?"

[exalted]

Chester's eyes hardened almost inperceptively as he gazed at Lisa. It wasn't her rebuttal that irked him, it was the admission in the denial, being rebuffed only meant to challenge was worthwhile, more difficult. He could hear the moans coming from the pool below and it meant nothing to him, something given so freely had no value. No, it was the proof she was a Deaf-Mute, and the way he looked at her changed because of it. He had more respect for the Phonies, the fawning fakes that at least knew what they wanted, but these Deaf-Mutes that just lingered around the edges, living without living or making a choice.... those he detested.

"So you are.... a Deaf-Mute," He said with a sneer that was almost charming in half smile as he stood from the water.

The water cascade down his body as he rose and strode towards her at the edge.

"You thought to could stand on the edge of forest to look in see where the wild things are, wrapped in the illusion of the light that you are safe and that it is not you, you still do not understand. You want to see and hear but not experience, perhaps you need this more than I do," He picked up the book of poetry he had just read from, the pages falling open to reveal the title of poem, Self-Pity.

He stepped out of the tub, water dripping from his shorts onto the deck, pausing only momentarily by her.

"Let's see if that is was fate has in store for you."

He kept walking, the dripping water leaving a trail behind that seemed to immediately dry up as he reached the door.

"The woods are lovely dark deep,
but I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep,
and miles to go before I sleep." He recited without the book as he walked away, pausing briefly to look at her before he walked in side.

Striding to the centre of the room, he placed two fingers in his mouth and blew hard, the high pitched whistle screeching into everyone's ears and calling them to attention from whatever they were doing.

"It is time for the first game," he commanded his guests matter of factly, as if there was no possible option but to follow his command as he ushered them to follow him down a spiral stair to a room beneath the lounge.

* * *

Viola coughed and tried to fluster the attention away from her as the boy tried to claim he recognized her. She was a bit put out as the others started to ignore her in their conversation, pouting slightly when Chester's whistle left a ringing in her ears even from this distance.

"Uh, we should probably go," she mumbled, trying to regain control of the conversation as she swaggered out the door, almost a bit too unbalanced as the strange tasting lemonade started to affect her.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Madison sighed as she heard Chester's shrill whistle and call for people to gather. The more time she spent around him, the more she found herself growing to detest him. And they hadn't even really spoken yet. Besides, she had so much more she wanted to say and do with this small group she had gathered with before things started to move forward. With all the back and forth on drinks and trying to coax the gatecrasher into opening up it seemed her opportunities had slipped by for the moment. Still, this was supposed to be a party after all. Might as well see what activities the host had in store.

Following the kitty out of the bathroom, she noticed how she seemed to sway unsteadily and moved quickly to her side to wrap an arm around her to hold her steady. "There, there, kitty-cat. I've got you." she whispered to her. "Us girls have to stick together." After helping steady her, Madison moved her arm to wrap it around the girl's arm instead, letting Madison help keep Viola steady as she walked while allowing Viola to appear like she's composed enough to not need Madison's aid. No need to signal to everyone around that she was being hit harder by the alcohol than expected. Poor girl probably wasn't sure what she was getting into.

She had overheard the sounds of moans, even while they were in the bathroom, faintly making their way through the walls. Seems like some people were getting started with the main course even before the appetisers were offered. It surprised her a little that some people were so eager... and honestly, she felt a little disappointed. Was it wrong that she expected... more... from the other guests? She wasn't sure more of what, but hooking up so quickly definitely wasn't it. Strange, it seemed like the two men that she had been speaking with so far were a little too polite and careful to get the most out of tonight, while others in this party seemed to eager to make what they get out of the night worthwhile. Maybe she was being too critical... after all, there was quite the range of backgrounds here. Different people come with different tastes and speeds to go by. Some people like action early on, while Madison liked to dangle her carrot at the end of a very long stick. See how many she can get to come over and try and go for it... and which ones she can train to sit.

Madison wasn't stupid. Sure, plenty of people might disagree with that, but she's always cultivated people's perception of her carefully. Men are often wary of smart women, even if they claim that smart women are their type. Wary people are harder to manipulate. So despite her little show at the beginning and her pouting at loosing her bag, the predator and prey motif hardly went over her head. This was more than just a swingers party to the host, and likely a few other of the guests as well. This was a hunt. Even if not all the others read into the meaning of their masks, at some level wearing a predator mask and seeing someone with the a prey mask would influence how they thought. Their confidence. Their sense of self. That's why Madison was drawn to the cat and the rabbit... a cat most people don't associate with being a predator, but it very much is. And a rabbit... well, there's value to being a wolf in sheep's clothing... or a bunny mask in this case. Besides, its no fun if she doesn't give away some hints - and rabbits can be notoriously difficult to catch.

[Tes]

Toby was still in thought considering the slightly hesitant reaction from the blonde when the high pitched noise caught him off. His head immidiatly turned to it's source and he listened to their host's words. Well that's a bit unusual, he thought. Though after considering it a bit he couldn't really say what was the usual at such a party and considering the girls were already on their way he just went along with it.

Turning to the last guest with him he sights and says "Hm, I guess that ends our conversation right their. I hope we can pick it up later." before following the others outside. As he saw the slight swaying he got a little worried how hard that drink might hit her in a few minutes if that was her reaction right after downing it. His normal protocol, seeing that she already had some kind of guardian that held her, would have been to just go on with the night and not worry about it much as long as she doesn't pass out or vomit all over the place. A party like this could add a whole other dimension though with the sexual tendancies all around them. Then again that would only mean that she was already prepared to go to that level before right? Maybe she just found the idea hot and wanted to be that drunk.

Considering all that it was probably best as it was with Madison watching after her a bit. Decided to keep an eye on her as well he walks beside them and to lighten the mood a bit after their sudden interruption asks Madison. "So, as you seem like you knew what kind of party this was going to be, what kind of game do you think this might be? I could only guess what kind of direction this is going, but somehow I can't help but image him standing there with a stupid game of twister or something, which would actually be quite funny."

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock
Standing up, Sam appreciated the warmth and comfort of Malcolm's body as he offered it, she didn't mind his hands exploring her body.

"Well, I do find the idea of putting on a show alluring, but comfort is also important. How about-" Sam had begun, intending to make her preference known, before she was interrupted by their host. Looking regretful, she sighed and frowned. "I guess it doesn't matter now. Let's go and not upset our host. We'll continue this a bit later I guess." She tells Malcolm, hoping the rest of the night wouldn't end up continuing like this, or she'd never end up getting laid. Getting herself untangled from him, she went over to where the robe was and put it back on, leaving her underwear behind, as it would just become wet and uncomfortable as she dried off in the robe.

Robert Sultener
Robert followed Toby's example and followed the sound of Chester whistling, listening to his announcement, while asking himself what kind of game was to be played. He strongly doubted that the theme of the party would make it something normal, which to him immediately meant it would be something dirty. He hoped it wasn't Truth or dare, he never enjoyed the result, and no matter what he had done, participating had never been worth it. As Toby told him they'd continue their conversation later, he nodded in agreement, before looking to the two girls who had just left the bathroom. He got a bit worried as he saw the catgirl slightly unsteady on her feet, but the demeanor of the Bunnygirl made it clear that his worry wasn't welcome, so he decided not to say anything.

With the rest of the group, he descended back downstairs to join everyone who had been called, taking a last swig from his glass, he got the last few drops out and put it down on a table as they passed it by, freeing his hands of the burden of having to carry an empty glass around.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Madison smirked at the crow masked man's remark. OK, that would actually be hilarious and possibly even make Chester infinitely more likeable. she thought to herself. Alright, Mr Crow, you have my attention. "Well if he hadn't taken most of our clothes out of the question I would assume strip poker. Maybe he'll still try to play a round or two of that, though I suspect our gracious host is looking for something he can really get his teeth stuck into." She took a sip of her drink as they approached the stairs to let her comments hang in the air for a bit, a part of her hoping Viola was listening in enough to clue in on her situation more clearly before they arrived downstairs.

"At a guess... he's going to present us with something designed to test our boundaries. Oh, he might call it an ice-breaker but he'll be looking to see who gets pushed by what buttons more easily. Something where forfeits equal doing certain favours for winners. Get us to loosen up, see who we mesh with more, each moment designed to escalate the situation." she turned to direct her final comment to Toby more directly. "If you feel you're out of your element now, you better get ready. We've just started working our way up to the deep end."

After a few more moments, she then adds "If he does throw something like charades or pictionary at us, care to team up?"

[Tes]

Malcolm sighed deeply after hearing Win's call, incredibly disappointed at yet another full stop. He already knew that his first load would be huge after so much teasing, which reminded him of the good side of this ordeal. The longer they stretched the tension the harder it will snap back in the end and a bit more waiting for that couldn't hurt. Besides hearing the word game at a swinger party was always a sign for fun to be had in the near future.

Feeling Sam dislodge from his grip he loosened it but savored the last moments as her rear slipped out of his palms. Going with her statement and assuring her he says "Yeah, I guess you are right. But let me say this in the least rapey way I can. As long as you want that, there is nothing that will stop me from finishing what we started at some point tonight.", after which he goes over to pick his robe and mask, putting on the robe which does practically nothing to hide his bulging cock and then the mask. He also picks up hers and hands it to her as she covers herself. "Here, if you want to put it on again before we see whatever game this might be." he tells her and goes with her to gather up with the other guests, laying his arm around her waist as they walk.

Toby was glad that his plan worked out and listend closely to what the rabbit said. As she mentioned the lack of clothes he can't feel but reminded of her show in the mud room, the image of her sexy behind swaying out of her dress still fresh in his head. So during her pause to drink he responds "I think I wouldn't mind that much-" his eyes wondering downwards a bit with the predominant thoughts in his head. "I've become rather used to the feeling of being exposed. How about you?"

Continuing to listen to her pretty in-depth answer he has to agree "That sounds pretty much like what I imagined. And thanks for your warning, but so far this has been quite fun and I can't see how it may not be in the near future with such great company, and possible team mates.", lifting his beer as a silent toast to that before taking another big swig. Given the context and the reassured realisation that none them bite, he decides to get comfortable with the situation and actually have fun and show interest. There's nothing good coming his way by feeling out of place the entire night so he might as well do what you are supposed to do. Or at least what he wants to do. And Madison slowly but steadily moved up that list.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock
Sam chuckled a bit. "Oh yeah, that sounded rapey alright. I do appreciate the interest, however, and I'm set for finishing our encounter as well. You just need to work on your delivery a bit." She tells Malcolm, before he picks up her mask.

"Oh, right. the mask. I forgot about it." Sam said, having forgot about it in all the excitement, but gratefully accepted it from Malcolm, before putting it back on, ready to head back inside. She felt him suddenly putting an arm around her, and was about to push him away, slightly uncomfortable with it, but stopped herself, realizing it wasn't that she disliked it, just that it had been sudden and out of the ordinary for her. She had just been surprised, and so, she let him keep his arm around her as they stepped back inside to join the others.

Robert Sultener
Robert noticed how Toby had decided to switch conversation partner easily. Feeling slightly left out, but also a bit bold, he decided to invite the catgirl into a conversation of their own. Walking around so that he ended up closer to her, he spoke up. "So, you think this party game will be to kick things off in a swinger direction?" He tried to ask the catgirl, hoping to hear her thoughts to initiate conversation.

[mrblah]

Robina
Hm... just what was next, anyway? Robina wasn't the type to plan ahead—she played things by ear and liked to live spontaneously—so it took her a moment's pause to consider their options... which proved to be unnecessary.
"Well, does that answer your question?" Robbie righted herself on the couch, readjusting her bare amount of clothing and flashing a smirk Kait's way. "Looks like our grand host Mr. Flash Thompson is calling us for some game. We'd be bad guests if we didn't go."

That said, Robbie rose up from the couch she sat in, stretching just a bit to work out the kinks from her awkward positioning. She headed over to the rest of the small crowd and followed them down the spiral staircase to... what she immediately assumed was an incredibly suspicious bunker. So much so that she honestly was glad she was in the back; if shit went pear-shaped and massive death scythes opened up from the walls beside them, everybody in front of her is taking the fall while she runs to safety. "Ain't this a room to party." Assuming Kaitlyn went along with her down the steps, she'd offer that sarcastic comment with a faintly amused smile. It somewhat fit with her raccoon mask.

Oscar
Meanwhile, Oscar was chilling with the rest of the nonexistent background characters before Winchester called and then he followed everyone else down to the secret bunker to be nearby for the game.

[CondorBoH]

"It's as if he answered my prayers." Muttered Kaityln, just loud enough for Robbie to hear at the overly dramatic tone-setter their host had let loose. Readjusting her tiger mask to make sure it was still steady, she followed behind her new friend to the stairs that lead down. An anxious little flare burned in her chest, one of excitement. All those rumours would finally come true, or she would be disappointed by the result. What game was going to get everyone here to show their degenerate side?

A glance over the other party-goers told Kait that the others had paired off and had little encounters much like hers and Robbie's. Well, most of them anyway. Good, at least everyone had a general idea of who everyone else was. Those that didn't partner up were probably the type to watch others, she wasn't one to judge. As she pulled up alongside the little raccoon, she brought a hand around her side to squeeze Robbie's behind again.
"Our host has got a sense for drama, that's for sure. Let's just hope it doesn't get in the way of the fun."

[Phoenixcz]

Chester's assesment of her sounds somewhat insulting, though there's a hint of truth in it, which makes it all the more infuriating. Lisa's outside her comfort zone due to Daniel's deception and being left amongst unfamiliar people... all of whom are much more willing to accept the party's premises, judging by the sounds coming from elsewhere. She fully intends to participate by the night's end, but she'd prefer to take things slow. Chester's pushing her towards decisive action, and Lisa doesn't like that. It makes her dislike the host, too, and it's not like she's had high opinion of him to begin with. That still doesn't stop her from appreciating his body as he approaches her, though.

"Perhaps I like to watch. Not everyone's got the same interests, after all." While something of an deflection, it's not entirely untrue.

Lisa follows Chester downstairs when he announced the first game, whatever is that supposed to be. She notes she looks somewhat overdressed still wearing the robe compared to others, but it's not like that's her problem.

[exalted]

The room below initially appeared more spartan than upstairs, the walls seemingly to have been hewn from rough stone but the wooden accents and beams matched those upstairs. The ceiling was low except for the centre, the room circular with a sunken stage in the middle, surrounded by a raised rim. A circular wooden table rested in on the stage, enough chairs ringed around it, the centre of the circular was missing, providing an open space in the middle of everything for everyone to see into. The ring of table was broken into quarters, allowing a small path to walk into the centre.

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rough idea

All of the chairs at the centre table were the same except for one. High backed, heavy and solid with a plush vinyl cushion, it was only up close that detailed engravings in the chairs and tables, showing twisting leaves and branches of a tree or small animals. The last chair was different, set back from the circle slightly, darker and larger, it marked the top of the circle. This chair too, was engraved, but with designs much darker, of snarling wolves and other beasts that lurked in the dark woods of ones mind. On the back rest of this chair, centred at the top was a disc of some sought, appearing to spin freely it showed the carved heads of many fantastical and horrible beasts.

A dark robe or cloak hung from his chair and Chester without pause pulled it on as he turned to face the crowd. The room was lit only by a candle chandelier that hung above the open space in the middle, and a wooden banister ran around the raised ring of the stage. Behind the banister rested several other chairs, similar in design to Chester's, but smaller.

"Welcome to our first game," Chester smiled, motioning to the chairs around the table as before pulling the deep hood of his cloak over his head. "Take a seat those who dare, this is a game of Fate. Those who wish to sit out may do so in the second ring, but know that Fate is master here and if the game calls.... you will come"

He sat in the Game Master's seat and produced the deck of cards, making it look he pulled them from underneath the table when in fact they congealed from the very shadows around them.

"The game is simple, you will draw a number of cards, and you must do what they say," He smiled, charmingly like a dealer at Vegas as he shuffled the deck one handed, "The game last for nine rounds, every three rounds we take a short break for different game. Are there any questions?"

* * *

Viola quickly took a seat off the side of the table, away from Chester's immediate sight line.

[Tes]

Toby looked around and found the decor to be way over the top, if somewhat impressive nonetheless. He cocked his head a bit as the drunk blonde dashed towards the table right away. Something was definitely weird with her. Both she and the game made him curious. Leaning towards Madison he tells her quietly, "Seems like there are no teams yet." before he takes a seat next to the girl, expecting Madison to come in soon after and probably sit on the other side if her protective stance towards her was anything to go by.

Malcolm on the other hand is all over the place. Just a few seconds ago he was discussing the best way to fuck and now they were in some kind of medevil ritual chamber by the looks of it. He knew there were some weird things going on at these parties, but this wasn't what he expected. Hopefully the game would at least the fun and not some childish thing, making a joke of all this.

Seeing Toby sit down with the girl...wait who was that. He hadn't seen her with the other guests as they entered the house. The stature and hair seemed familiar though...She must me the girl that sneaked in, the weirdness finally explained. Her brother almost definitely didn't want her here but she came in anyways. Did she know what this was? Toby must also be somewhat aware of this after he found her.

Turning to Sam he asks. "You're also in, right? Wanna sit over there?", gesturing towards two seats in the quarter oppsed to the one with Toby and the girl as he took a few short sideways steps towards it, sitting down in one of the seats. He didn't want to make his interest too obvious though and instead looked towards Sam still, inviting her to sit next to him.

[mrblah]

She'd barely jumped at the hand groping her ass, instead preferring to shoot an accusatory leer at the biker to her side. "I think you're already on a beeline for fun before we even let the guy talk," she quipped with a smirk. Robbie wouldn't get the chance to say anymore if she'd wanted to as Chester begun his dramatic introduction, though as he continued... she was beginning to honestly consider the possibility that he was some sort of cultist. The dark robe? The big underground room with decorated chairs? His own, much larger and grander than the others? Talks about fate?

Robbie raised her hand for question time.

"Are you making us perform a cursed ritual under the guise of a friendly party game in order to indoctrinate us into your dark cult of debauchery?" ... Well, she was curious about it. Sooner you ask, the better, right? "I'm not a virgin, and my blood is deeeefinitely not pure enough to give to a demon god, so..."

She's very serious with these questions, but regardless, she also doesn't care enough to wait on sitting down... so Robbie's gonna go sit down in whatever chair is decided for her OOC.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock

As they stepped into the room and got to see the decor, Sam couldn't help but find it hillariously cliche how rich people always had a creepy dungeon like room beneath all the glim and glam. Of course, she assumed it was all for show and more like role-play meant for today. It certainly built some atmosphere, and with her already in the mood, it did bring an exciting edge. With Chester's theathrics to play a role, she smirked as she decided to play along and enjoy it.

"Of course I'm in. This seems like it's going to be fun. Considering what kind of party this is, I expect those cards to be quite the treat." Sam responds to Malcolm's inquiry, chuckling a bit at the thought of what the cards might let them all experience. Looking over at where Malcolm suggested they sit down, she nodded and walked over with him, sitting down and making herselof comfortable while looking over the remaining seats and players to see who chose to join them in the game.

Robert Sultener

Rober was a little startled at the decor, but picking up at the non-serious undertone of Robbie's voice as she asked her questions, he decided that the theme was likely for fun, more than anything else. Seeing the cat masked girl he had tried to speak with almost immediately find a seat, he decided to follow and sit down next to her, hopefully allowing for him to strike up conversation again. Of course, if she did refuse to speak again, he would back off. "Seems this game might really be in the spirit of things like I thought." He comments as he sits down, hoping to get a response out of Viola.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Madison looked down at herself after hearing Toby's comment about feeling exposed, glancing at the thin robe that barely consealed her underwear. She thought about the show she gave earlier... and how she got the attention she wanted from it... and how it didn't feel any different from the attention she always got. "I've always been used to it." She mumbles in response. "Maybe it'll be more exciting with a mask on."

She grew uneasy as Chester seemed to be leading them all down into a basement of some sorts. Was this a genuine sex dungeon? Being in a dungeon of any kind seemed like a bad idea with Chester around. Their host had already given Madison plenty of uneasy vibes and they hadn't really even spoken yet. Still, she doubted either of the men that had accompanied her and the catgirl so far would be likely to go along with anything overtly sinister, so she had some degree of protection in that regard.

She felt a little disappointed by how rigidly Chester seemed to have planned everything and set up their first game. She felt like she didn't really get any time to properly mingle and create some expectations for the night. Most of her time had been taken up by the rather naive party crasher, and she seemed to almost entirely close off now that we were with everyone else. There was a tension in the room that should not have been there at all. Mr Bradford needed to learn a thing or two about ice breakers and spend less time imposing his home field advantage. Madison couldn't see any sensible person actually choose to sleep with him at this point with the way the day was going, although maybe he had a few pleasant surprises in store that could change her mind on the whole deal.

She spent a little too much time looking around uneasily at the layout of the room. The girl who made the cult comment had a very real point, even if she wasn't entirely serious. At the very least, this suggested dangerous things about Chester's ego. As a result she had to quickly find where the people she had been travelling with had gone. Honestly she didn't intend to stick with them the entire night, but given how daunting everything was, trying yo use the more innocent people she found as a buffer zone made her ferl safer. She went over and quietly sat beside Toby, keeping a wary eye out on her surroundings.