Oops, Summoned a Demon

It was supposed to be a joke. A house party, too many candles, and a “summoning spell” treated like a drinking game. There’s a cheerleader live-posting, a jock ready to fight fire itself, a goth who liked the aesthetic of darkness more than the reality, two twins arguing about whether this is even possible, and one quiet girl who actually did her homework. Then the demon shows up. Malrik steps out of fire like he owns the place—calm, amused, and very interested in what these teenagers think they’re entitled to. Panic sets in. Someone screams. Someone wants a wish. Someone thinks they’re still in control. You play as one of them. Say the wrong thing and Malrik will remember it. Say the right thing and you might regret it even more. This is a reboot of my old scenario: Oops, We Summoned a Demon New player characters - same old demon. Welcome to the worst party of your life.