Jakem’s Sinister Cult Recruitment Drive
Date: 2026-01-24 19:03
(Jakem’s Sinister Cult Recruitment Drive)
[Sat Jan 24 2026]
In The stage at the NightSide
Situated against the east wall, the stage is the centerpiece of the club, elevated about three foot from the floor to command attention. It boasts a minimalist design; A cemi-circle of projecting black marble vaned with sharp silver striations. Framed by heavy red velvet curtains embroidered with fae motifs, mushrooms, moons and fairy wings in shimmering golden thread, it captivates the audience attention, a subtle glammer used to direct the eye to the performers, as well as to t31he neon sign behind it.
Projecting out from the circumference of the performance space, the seating has been arranged artfully; the wrought iron two-person tables have black marble inlays, topped with flickering chromed candleholders, castin67g a warm, seductive glow across the tabletops, the low lighting evoking the illusion of stark shadows on to the inlayed motifs of thorned vines and creeping ivy that comprise the majority of the aesthetic of the club.
Comprised of the same b31lack marble as the stage, the entire floor is polished to an obsidian gleam. Under the dim lighting, its reflective surface adds depth and a sense of opulence, the refracted light throwing a shimmer around the space, the mood set by the beguiling imagery evocative of the Other.
The ambiance here is subdued, with strategic spotlights; deep crimson, argent silver and brilliant gold highlighting performers, chosen tables, and key architectural features, the mood set and maintained by the fusion of glam gothica that is The NightSide. Around the walls, art deco adornments in the same wrought iron as the tables creep their way from the gable fixtures, the thorned vines and flowing faux ivy spreading out across the walls.
It is night, about 65F(18C) degrees, and there are clear skies. The mist is heaviest At Elm and Blackstone/span
There is a waxing gibbous moon.
Jakem gestures southwards “The snowballs are in the snow out in the lawn. I gotta head out, but Teagan, Matthew and Obie should be coming by.”
“Little late then.” Lykaia says, nodding to Jakem and peering to where they gestured. “From one battle in the snow to the next.”
Cristal says “Where the front doo rat.“
Mercy says “M’jus’ here to lurk, gotta focus on other shit fer a while.“
Jakem nods to Mercy “Won’t be much to lurk, we finished up a few minutes ago with the business side of things, this is just the afterparty.”
Cristal uses a snowball: The snowball whizzes by the target’s nose, nearly connecting viciously, but ultimately colliding into something behind them.
Mercy just shrugs at Jakem.