Latex Night at Forge

Name: Latex Night at Forge
Start: 2026-05-22T13:00:00-07:00
End: 2026-05-22T17:00:00-07:00
Location: Forge – Bastille, Port Laveau

May 22 @ 1:00 pm - 5:00 pm

Put on your tightest latex and join us for a night of shiny debauchery. Dancing, DJ, and you not leaving much to the imagination!

Details

Date: May 22
Time:
1:00 pm - 5:00 pm
Event Category: Backwaters

Venue

Forge – Bastille, Port Laveau

Organizer

Theolouie Resident

July 14, 2026

Word on the street... The city’s veins ran tight last night, whispers thick with heat and suspicion. Word on the street is that the so-called “legitimate” bar owner isn’t just pouring drinks—there’s a hidden empire of illicit dealings tangled behind those amber walls. Meanwhile, a scuffle near the old diner train car turned violent; a masked figure fought tooth and nail with a cop, brandishing a cruel weapon before the cuffs finally clicked. And talk buzzed about a deadly standoff on the bridge—two shadows tangled in desperation, ending with a shot that silenced one forever. Hathian’s underbelly churns, and every secret’s sharper than a nail-studded bat. Watch your back—tonight might spill more than just drinks.

July 14, 2026

Whispers in the bayou... ░▒░ Down at Laveau’s grimy backroom, the man with hungry eyes sat dazed beneath the weight of a midnight vixen—her bare skin dusted with powder he thought was sweet, but was poison instead. His zipper pressed her bare, the air thick with sweat and betrayal as he lost himself between fever and flesh. ░▒ ▒░ And that wasn’t the only heat burning slow through these streets; whispers crawl from the docks where shadows twist, the Silent Serpent tightening its coil and feeding fear with ghost stories and ghostlier things—voices calling names no one should know. ░▒ ░▒░ Father Delacroix caught the tale in the old church’s hush, eyes dark beneath the moss-draped beams, lips sealed but the question lingers—what price does the bayou demand for silence? ░▒ ✨ https://news.backwaters.sl

July 14, 2026

Rumors on campus... Yesterday at Columtreal, whispers tangled through the moss and shadows like smoke curling from a hidden cigarette. The elusive dancer’s first kiss with a woman stirred murmurs—an innocent spark lighting the tinder of campus gossip. Meanwhile, the officer’s strange souvenir collection grew darker still, with stolen intimacies tucked away, fueling unease beneath the asylum’s watchful gaze. Over at Looters, the barter of beef jerky for water became a curious ritual, as a dog and its new owner charmed the crowd, hinting at bonds forged in quiet rebellion. And beneath it all, a whispered warning: this town hides more beneath its surface than anyone dares admit.

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