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Night time fell outside of 17th century London, and the Phantomhive manor
went motionless; front door being wide open.

The usual chaos, whether or not you knew of it, didn't seem to be taking
place as you paced cautiously through its regal hallways that only got
narrower the longer you followed it.

Some months earlier, you may have remembered receiving an invitation
to the Phantomhive mansion, concerning a informal social gathering. If
you had that letter with you, it was probably clutched tightly in your hands
as you strolled around the insanely lightless estate, or tucked deep in your
pocket.

A ghost of a whisper would call to you, tugging your curiosity towards it.
Dare you answer?

If you took the brave step towards that mystery, you'd be greeted with a
flock of dimly flickering candlesticks strewn about the otherwise dark
cleanliness of the galley. No one was to be seen, although if you took the
moment to cast aside your anxiety, you'd notice the sound of a record
playing, perhaps some giggling, casual chatter and other sounds affiliated
with 'having a good time'.

No one will answer if you call, so you'll just have to move closer and
find out! Let me give you a hint: Look for a trap door.

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• Once you enter the wine cellar, a strange force prevents you from leaving.
  What that force is varies with each character, whether it be a hallucination,
  a voice in your head, or someone physically preventing you from going.
  
  You will never escape.
  
  Don't worry though. There's a bathroom, an infinite amount of food,
  bunkbeds, and an obscene candle supply. Matches? You won't find them.
  Locate your nearest demon to light up.
  

"Errr.."

b***h!Sebastian was thoroughly frustrated, doing awkward poses in
front of a long mirror in the corner of the gigantic wine-cellar-turned-party-room.
Don't ask why towards either.

"-Still can't decide if I would look better in these sheer stockings or those
pinstriped ones." I'm POUTING. :c

I would like to join, May I be William?

(Oh man I so would love to play Grell for this. >3< If everyone is oookay with it? : D If not I can always do butler Grell and there can be two haha)

It didn't take much coaxing to get the red haired shinigami into the Phantomhive mansion. His Sebas-chan was there! Even if that brat was too. Any excuse to see the raven haired butler was an excuse good enough for him. Heels could be heard clicking erratically against the floor boards as he rushed through the hallways.

"Sebas-chaaaan~" He called out, waving the piece of paper in his hand high above his head as if he could find the butler faster by doing so. "Kya!" There was a sudden sinking feeling as he felt the floorboards give way, or some kind of trap door had sent him cascading to the room below. He landed with a crash, mumbling and groaning "OW! Now who dares to do such a thing to a lady--"

He froze, seeing it was in the wine cellar that he had landed in. He stood immediately, green eyes sparkling as he took in b***h Sebastian posing in front of the mirror. "Sebby ♥~ My Sebby! " He rushed forward with his arms out to try and embrace the man.

No. I won’t abandon hate.

Ciel walked through the halls wondering what to do. He stopped in time to see Grell falling into a trap door and squeeling over Sebastian. 'tsk.. Whats he doing here..?' Ciel thought to himself, walking towards where Grell had fell but the trap door seemed to dissapear. Just as he thought it would be no where, he fell as well. Feeling someone catch him, most likely Sebastian, he looked up to see William holding him. Not knowing what to say he just stared..

The demon turned his head just a bit to see the current calamities dropping
violently down into his candle-lit den. A mess of red hair and puckered lips
was flying at him and he didn't know whether to be terrified or...

HOLD ON. Insert distraction HERE. Sebastian held a b***h-gloved arm out
in front of him, thus preventing the obnoxious shinigami's face from moving
ANY closer.

That taxman was there too. And the boy? SIGH.

Well, he did ask for all of this company... but he wasn't going to share
the cat. No no. His head turned another way, into another dark corner, even
further away.

"Stay hidden in your box, Girlfriend. No one is going to harm you."

His attempts thwarted, Grell looked up at Sebastian with a pout. His expression all but shattered when the demon said the name girlfriend and he got all the wrong ideas.

"Whhhaat?" He looked crestfallen, "Sebastian has a girlfriend?" He pouted again and set his hands on his hips, easily distracted it seemed as he looked to William.

"Strange nothing!" He wagged his finger at William, "You shouldn't use such names for a lady." He cupped his head in his hands and looked rather coquetteish.

((Actually, May I switch characters to Butler Sebastian?))