[ have Satan smiling. And he is, guess what, shirtless. He is wearing a bra, BUT YEAH, no clothes. ] Well, these have been such fun couple of days. Parties, dick measuring contests, gifts – thank you for all of that.

In any case, let’s move on. First, I have opened a business for myself. It’s a Lounge Bar called “AMON” [ he likes this name a lot. Amon would be proud. Or just incredibly pissed off because Satan is using his name ] and it’s located in Freya District and it operates during the night. Drinks, music and a place to relax, that’s what it’s meant to be. We are also looking for employees, such as waiters, musicians, bartenders and bouncers. Or, if you have any other idea, just run it by me, you might be lucky.

Also, I wish to remind you that the three headed dog is not a pet. [ Satan turns the bracelet to show Cerberus, and lookit, it’s so fucking adorable, right? The puppy tilts its head to the side, tail wagging and then Satan moves to grab a raw steak and throws it at the cute three-headed puppy. And the puppy proceeds to turn into a vicious carnivore and suddenly grabs the steak and rips it apart as the three heads try to eat it ] It will eat your liver. Hell hounds certainly love the taste of flesh. [ so seriously. Do NOT fucking touch it, Satan will NOT stop it from trying to eat your face ]

Lastly, I’m moving out of Baldr. You are all a riot, but the Devil needs his space. [ DEVIL OUT. ]

[ ooc: Information on Amon Lounge Bar is here, whoever is interested. ]

[Sam hasn't posted on the network in awhile -- a month and a half, to be precise -- mostly because he's been busy. He's moved, he's working a lot, he's been dealing with his own... particular brand of issues.

But Asgard is having difficulty. Odin is in a coma and while Sam might hate the annoying pretentious prick, that's most definitely not a good sign. And while before Sam couldn't rationalize in his head that the end of this world meant the end of others -- now, it's a possibility, something he can't ignore.

He wants to stay here. He wants to stay, badly.

To do that, Sam needs to reach out and touch base on his resources.]

Hi, Asgard.

[He makes this speech too often, but it's gotten him a lot of good friends out of the deal. Information is pretty priceless, after all.]

I'm Sam Winchester. Some of you might've been given my guide to the gods upon arrival, so -- if you have any questions concerning this world, the powers you've been given, or what's happened here so far, you can ask me.

[He pauses.]

I usually don't ask for things in return, but -- how are the state of your worlds, at home, before you came here? Good, bad? Spectacularly awful? On the brink of collapse or the height of prosperity? I'm just... wondering.

[Another pause.]

-- thanks.

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