Reminder: Coins (Chuck's Luck Token) offer 1 reroll, one +1d4, one open door to the whorehouse, and two fifty-fifty winner-take-all results per session.
We've been checking through the VIP area, investigating things for Chuck. Possum slips into the kitchen and starts rooting through the trash, while Adonis is off sleeping with the two women for information. She asks about why they all disappeared during the event. All three of them lose all expression and say in concert: "We needed to refresh drinks."
She asks about hours d'oerves, and one of the servers comes up with a tray of them. Possum immediately grabs the tray and starts snacking, but the imp wrests the tray from her hand. Possum emerges and tells Mistress Eden to get a tray for us. The imps tell her not to come back, and if she does she should talk to Skizz. Who is Skizz? Well, he's the rotund bald imp.
Olen, meanwhile, is out asking around about Mephistopeles. He's... very secluded. Unlike other leaders of the Nine Hells he doesn't get out and do much; he's kind of the scientist of the Nine Hells. He will seek out experiments, run tests, and like that. He's legit trying to increase his own knowledge; that learning makes him more powerful is a welcome outcome. Porsephorine is a direct conduit to Mephistopheles and a loyal supporter of his work.
Olen: "Have you recently seen Porsephorine?"
Skizz: "Um... no. I run the kitchens."
When we came into the kitchen area, Mistress Eden noted that this was probably a pocket space that connects to a lot of places. Probably servers a lot of places. Looking around, she notes that this place has a shitload of doors, and they cannot all be going to where they look like they're going to. Skizz runs the kitchen for all of Chucks Vegas.
Skizz sends us through another door, and we come back out of the kitchen and into the blood rave anyway. These are imp-only doors -- only imps can use them to move around the island. Olen asks what makes the door work for the imps; they show him their concierge badges. The badges are all cursed, but the curse is actually dwindling now. Olen: "Who supplies the badges?"
Skizz glasses over again. "Chuck gives them to us." So somebody probably subverted the staff through their access badges.
Possum promptly grabs Skizz's badge. Olen asks him the question again. Chuck does supply the badges, but before the event opened they had to get them shined. So who shined them? He thinks it was one of Shaz's people. Who's Shaz? Olen thinks about it... Skizz says, "Shaz. Um. You know. Shazaria, the devil, the Polarian... She's one of... She has a lot of very close relationships with some of the Heads of the Nine Hells. They had someone polish our badges." Who does Shaz work for? Skizz doesn't really know.
Olen asks him about Mephistopeles. "He's not a problem. He's always moving around. Always has a lot going on. Not a big deal." He wouldn't deal with something this petty, but he is responsible for creating the Sin Thread, which among other things serves as a highway through the multiverse -- but only for the worst.
We could, however, use Chuck's Tokens to move through the Hall of Door in Malfeset's.
We suddenly appear in Chuck's penthouse suite. Venus -- the Jensenian who stayed with Chuck -- is still here, dressed as the Goblin Queen. We hand the badge to CHuck and tell him his staff is compromised. He chews out Balaam.
Chuck decides that he's going to disconnect the Sin Thread. We've got five hours until it reconnects. But Chuck can't see the concierge badge at all. We explain about Shazaria, and Chuck just fucking melts down. Shaz was jealous, she's a slut, she broke up Chuck and Fierna. Chuck is pissed. "I think we know what's going on now. Shaz is trying to fuck me, but she's not going to fuck me. I'm going to fuck her. Balaam, get over here! You're with them for the rest of the time they're here." He looks at us. "Two things you got to do. That stupid Wendigo fuck has been helping them. You gotta chase him down. Then go talk to Porsephorine, 'cause he can hook you up. Then go kill that bitch. But don't try to do it without talking to Porsephorine, you will end up dead. Enjoy the show!" He snaps, and we're off to Z, the Cirque du So Lame, to find Porsephorine: zombies diving through flaming hoops and illusionists drawing images from the River Styx. Porsephorine has a permanent box for this show.
We show up at the box level. The bartender for the box level is a tattooed succubus, Adonis immediately starts trying to seduce her. Olen moves around asking about Porsephorine, Mistress Eden is listening for the scuttlebutt, and Possum is questioning the bartender about the Blood Rave. Balaam summons more succubi to distract Adonis.
Possum asks the bartender about who and why on the Blood Rave; the succubus doesn't know anything. Holy shit, Fierna's the boss here: she's the one who runs the Z show. Balaam suddenly turns innocent and oblivious; he checks out when Chuck is the topic.
Mistress Eden spots Porsephorine as people start to move towards the show. The rest of us notice a bank of loose-looking slot machines. Adonis goes over and finds Marlin Marlene, a literal cougar, playing at the slots. He hands her some money and starts sweet-talking her and rubbing her shoulders.
She pulls the handle...
...And all Hell breaks loose. The slots machine suddenly sprouts a giant maw, teeth, and a long purple tongue. The rest of the slot machines transform as well. They're mimics.
Mistress Eden immediately uses Greater Invisibility and flies around to check the scene. Balaam -- in this small, fancy room with these fancy people -- summons a pair of bone devils to deal with this. Or he tries to... when he snaps his fingers, nothing happens. Mistress Eden: "It's because Chuck disconnected the Sin Thread!"
Olen Mosk Starts speaking affirmations and steps back; he's supervising. "You're strong! You're powerful! You can fight! And your boss will FIRE YOU if you don't!"
The mimics attack, but only really hit Adonis. Possum drops Hold Monster and freezes a mimic in its place. She then hides behind the bar and continues eating cherries. Adonis leans across the bar, kisses the succubus, and then says. "Sorry, Baby, I got to go to work." He turns around and attacks with his spiked chain. hitting twice; then he steps back.
Mistress Eden casts Entangle, and vines wrap around one of the mimics. Balaam drops a fireball, scorching all of them. Mosk continues calling encouragements. Mimics hit several of us. Possum comes up with a crossbow and puts some bolts in them. Adonis eases back and looses an arrow, badly injuring one of them very badly. He follows up, and with a little help from his token he finishes it off.
Mistress Eden notices that these mimics are unusually strong and currently trying to retreat into other rooms to be other machines. Balaam decides to grab one of them and rip it apart. He shreds it. Olen steps back further, still speaking encouragements. Possum scoots back and shoots her crossbow again. She hits twice, doing some damage. Adonis fires off a couple of arrows, suitably inspired by Olen. Mistress Eden fires off a sleep arrow at the remaining mobile mimic. So we now have two dead mimics, one sleeping mimic, and one entangled mimic. Balaam constricts the entangled one with his tail and reduces it to paste.
Possum attacks the remaining one, and crits twice. She basically just hops on top of it, finishes it off and hides behind the bar again. "Rule 32: double-tap."
Adonis converts the last one to a pin cushion. No, I'm not sure about the math on this either.
We do meet Porsephorine at the end of this; the slot machines are on the outside of his private box. Marlene comes in. Possum: "Dude, your slot machines are fucked."
Olen: "We need your help. Shaz is trying to fuck this deal, and Chuck wants us to deal with it."
He snaps his finger and an older man appears with a snake in each hand. "Y'all are gonna need some help... and Ah know just how to provide it..."
It's Marshall Mercy. There are a few other people with him:
Jenny is here, a muscular woman with a spiked chain. Durest is here, with Bob the Frost Giant Skeleton. This is all wrong for the timeline, but here we all are.
On Monday, everybody can come with their favorite Level 10 Character. Unless it's Camacho; he's locked in his own Universe. Or no, wait... yeah, given the alternatives, Camacho can escape.
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