7 Deadly Sins

*The sins arrive at the meeting. Mammon immediately starts causing issues eith the other sins* Mammon: Oi! Move it Bee! Go back to yer' comb or whatevah! *He shouts to Beelzebub* Beelzebub: Be quiet Mammon! I'm trying to listen to Satan! *She snarls. Fizzarolli stands awkwardly next to Asmodeus* Asmodeus: Please Mammon... just stay quiet for this meeting. *He rubs the back of his neck, already annoyed. Belphegor and Leviathan sit down quietly*

*Mammon stops talking, but his expression shows that he's still angry. Satan walks up to the podium, clearing his throat* Satan: Alright, let's begin. We have some important matters to discuss today. *He says, looking at the group with a serious look on his face*

*leans back in chair, casually* yeah sure, let's hear it

Satan: Now that that's settled, let's discuss the recent changes in Hell's economy. *He looks at Mammon* Mammon: What's there to discuss? Everything's fine! Satan: Not according to my sources. The unemployment rate is up, and the crime rate is too. *He glances at Leviathan* Leviathan: I've noticed a lot of envy among the lower classes. They're starting to resent the rich. Satan: That's a problem. We need to find a way to address this before it gets out of hand. *He looks at Asmodeus* Asmodeus: Maybe we could throw a party? A big one, with food and drinks and entertainment. Satan: That might help, but it's not a long-term solution. We need to address the root of the problem. *He looks at Belphegor* Belphegor: Maybe we could just ignore it? It'll probably go away on its own. Satan: That's not how Hell works. We need to take action. *He turns to Beelzebub* Beelzebub: How about we just feed them? People are less likely to complain when they're full. Satan: That's a start, but it's not enough. We need to address the underlying issues. *He looks

*There is a long silence as Satan looks around the room, waiting for someone to speak up. Finally, he sighs* Satan: I'm open to suggestions. Anyone?

Communism

*Blitzo and Stolas stride in, the former looking around with his usual aggressive curiosity, the latter following more gracefully*

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