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TEST DRIVE MEME #24

Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.

It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.

It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.

And so you do.

Darkness consumes you for a second.

Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody with a contract clutched in their uninjured hand that they don't remember signing.

Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples.

If they look at the list in their hand, they'll notice it's written on with their blood. That explains the wound then. It's an old piece of parchment that details every sin they've committed.

As they move along the queue, they'll find a demon waiting to pass them a communication device that looks almost like a very old Blackberry type phone.

"Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line. This trip is gonna take longer, but at least you get a vacation..."

Once characters have their device and their contracts, they're ushered further down the hall until they come to a set of stairs. They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a door that's alight with white energy. Stepping through, they find themselves on an island.

There's a demon with striking animal features waiting at the start of a long path where an old castle can be seen looming over a quaint, old village. There's music on the air, celebrations clearly taking place. It's explained that while Lucifer rests and recovers, Mammon will be taking his place. Hell is, for the moment, a pleasurable experience they will heartily insist.

Unfortunately, there is a bit of a trek ahead still. The demon urges them on.


Stand Your Ground
The weather is crisp and pleasant in Mammon's domain. It seems to always be a beautiful day and a beautiful night, no matter what. Sinners should rejoice since this isn't very often the case when it comes to the actual Penance community.

While the energy in the air is as pleasant as ever, it's becoming quite obvious that there are unusual creatures roaming the area. Large dragons circle the woods surrounding the village and lately and often attempt to add to their hoard, other oddities have been slithering out. Chimeras of multiple animals wander free in any horrifying combination one can think of. Deer mixed with creatures far more predatory, bears mixed with wolves, other animals are sewn together in grotesque ways. It seems that with Mammon's attention directed towards the battle, he lost a bit of control over his... projects.

Some are aggressive, others are not. They are all, however, a very alarming show of Mammon's greed and lust for more.

Not to worry! Mammon and his servants will assure everyone that the situation is perfectly under control and that the animals are suffering very little to not at all. He just needs a piece to the puzzle to make certain that these new beasts have a productive, happy life. He will also be offering rewards to those who catch these critters unharmed and return them to the castle for safe keeping.

Rewards may take the form of extra food at the taverns, special rooms at the brothels, or a makeover at the salon and fine clothing to match.

Aside from the projects running around, guests may be delighted to see miniature dragons gallivanting around, no larger than the standard chihuahua but most the size of a palm. Some puff little bits of flame, others carry a slightly poisonous bite, but they're all absolutely adorable... and absolutely escaped the pet shop. To prevent larger animals from eating these little guys up, the shop is encouraging everyone to catch one or two or three. They may either choose to keep the little guys or hand them back to the store for safekeeping and a reward of golden Lucifer tokens for the upcoming Dark Carnival.

That's right! It's almost that time of the year again, folks! It seems like the annual affair will be held at Mammon's domain rather than Penance proper. There are promises of no clowns or human zoos this time around, so... that's a positive, right? A section of the village has been roped off and citizens are busy at work setting up decorations, booths, and a few other attractions such as rides and what appears to be a haunted house in a decrepit old building in the village. Careful! Whatever objects are being moved into the establishment do seem to carry actual spirits attached to them.

Should guests be inclined, they may offer a helping hand, but they will not be forced to do so this time.




Everybody Needs a Holiday
While it may be a little disorienting to not only go to Hell, but to be on a sudden vacation, Mammon’s domain is actually very inviting!

Upon entry, there is lively music in the streets and, worth noting, the demons in this area of Hell seem far more hedonistic than those found in Penance proper. They wear fine clothing, silks and furs, and expensive jewelry. A lot of them have adopted animal characteristics or sport various types of body modifications. They're strangely beautiful creatures overall. Although with all of Mammon's 'projects' on the loose, it does make one wonder if they've adopted these characteristics naturally or if there's something more sinister going on...

Best to not wonder about that so much.

The village itself is quaint and old-fashioned, but everyone seems to be rather pleasant. There may be darker aspects to explore for those inclined, but they are nowhere near apparent on the surface. It's sure to be uncovered later, however...

The incubi and succubi in this area seem to be particularly breathtaking and enticing, but sinners will be urged back on track, should anyone seem to be drifting. There will be time to explore later!

For now, everyone will be encouraged to go to the castle and be shown to their rooms. While they will follow the usual housing assignments to avoid further upset to the sinners' routine, the floor plans will be a bit different. Bathing will be done in communal areas with walls separating the showers and large baths that always seem to run the perfect temperature. None of the rooms will have private bathrooms or kitchens attached. All rooms will have a common area attached to lounge in, however. It will have plenty of available seating for entertaining.

No one will have private kitchens, but room service is available at all hours with anything the sinners could desire available. Maybe even things they never thought they would...

TVs, computers, and other familiar electronics will be unavailable and non-existent in Mammon's realm, but there is a library contained within the castle with fiction and non-fiction from Earth (and beyond) all available for perusing. Devices will continue to function as normal.

Mammon's garden will be available for viewing. In every establishment and all around the castle, there's a cider available freely that seems to encourage a good mood and lower inhibitions. The effects aren't overwhelming, but the more one drinks, the stronger they may become as it builds up. Each night, there will also be an option to attend dinner in a rather grand hall, which Mammon frequently attends. There's always a large spread of food and spiced wines and ales available, as well as decadent desserts and other tempting treats. There's frequently live music or succubi dancing for entertainment.

Overall, the atmosphere in Mammon's realm seems to be focused on luxury, indulgence, greed, and sloth.

[It's recommended that everyone read thoroughly through the new location information as it contains helpful hints on what there is to do while on this vacation! It has a list of shops, animals, vendors, etc. Plus a little bit of information regarding Mammon's land itself.]


Reach Up High
For those who still desire to work on their contracts and remove sins from their list despite the fact this is a vacation, there will be opportunities available! They won't even require suffering... much. Rounding up creatures, saving dragons, or helping the carnival set up are all considered good enough deeds to remove one sin from a contract. This is one sin over all, not per deed.

At least it doesn't require any painful torture... though there may be opportunity abound for that as well, if someone wants to go that route...


Under the Surface
Of course this is still Hell. There has to be something going on once in a while, right? Walk down just the right street and sinners may see delectable tortures being carried out in seedy back alley establishments. Loving cuts with knives, harsh blows with whips while your sins are repeated for all to hear. Even the torture seems to have a hedonistic approach and debauchery about it.

Are the victims truly suffering or are they being redeemed in the best of ways? Those who decide to participate may soon realize that the cider everyone has been consuming seems to add a layer of euphoria to pain and punishments. While this isn't necessarily sexual in nature, it encourages a sense of good well-being after and sinners may become addicted to pain.

The crash may not be too fun though, watch out for that.

There are also other vendors in this area that are offering drugs of all varieties, as well as questionable photos of other sinners engaging in true acts of misdeed, unlike the comic shop that seems to be more embarrassing than not. Perfect chance to get that blackmail of your enemy killing that guy...

There seems to be a new vendor in town too. The figure's table seems to be set up like a fortune teller's booth, complete with a crystal ball and the pungent smell of cheap incense. He beckons those who dare look near, urges them to take a seat in front of the booth. The figure remains in dark robes, hood drawn to obscure their face. The only visible part of them seem to be their hands. Unlike the animal-like demons of Mammon's domain, this one seems to have human hands with sharp, yellowed nails. They offer knowledge in exchange for something you will not miss in return, they assure. What is it? Well, they refuse to say. Nothing important, nothing important.

Ask anything! It can be about a specific occurrence back home, the answer to life, the universe, and everything, or something as simple as what does Lucifer truly want. Keep in mind that a price will be taken down the line and it may not be something the sinner actually wanted to lose. Ah, well...

[For knowledge based transactions, please respond here. If a character asks a question of their homeworld or something in their future, players may assume they are told a bit of information on the topic without waiting for mod approval. If a character asks something related to Hell, please wait for a response. Regardless of answer type, please respond to the thread linked here so that you can later receive a decision on what your character has given up for this knowledge. It may be a memory, a temporary loss of a sense, a year or so off their lives (when they return home), lack of resilience to sin, etc. Please be aware that signing up does mean consequences at a later date... and these may not come from Mammon or Lucifer.]


Follow Me Down
WARNINGS: sexual themes, animal-like behavior, dub/non-con potentials, implied bathroom play, mating.

It seems there's a trickster somewhere, somehow who spiked the cider. Naughty little devil! Those who are unfortunate enough to drink the tainted cider may find themselves developing animal-like traits, such as enhanced senses, animalistic urges, and a general need to be territorial or possessive. They may find the urge to keep to their pack or to branch out and find a new one. This may also result in features, such as fangs or claw-like nails that may or may not retract. Sinners will find themselves reverting back to a primal nature that they may not be able to resist.

How utterly embarrassing!

Don't worry, these effects only last a couple days at most before they will fade completely! Unfortunately, 'animal-like traits' may also extend to mating rituals. Sinners may find themselves going into heat. While knotting or other traits will not be apparent, sinners will find themselves desperate for intimate contact. This may mean a poor sinner in heat will be mated by several lovers in a row as their scent inevitably draws them in, there may also be possessive behavior displayed that results in biting and marking, and others wanting to mark their territory in ways that would make even the most seasoned succubus blush.

It may also mean those inflicted with the heat-like state, will present themselves to those they find attractive as mates or find other ways to entice them to get what they want.


Wildcard/Misc.
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's immediately reassured to hear that it's been happening to others. The full weight of what's happened to him still hasn't hit Daryl, but knowing that others have been hit in the same way makes the little nagging, human part of his brain relax.

But when he hears his friend's name, Daryl immediately sits up to look down at Gabe's profile. ]


You met Carol?

[ He sounds more tense than he meant to. He knows she's here. They've seen each other already, but somehow hearing that someone else has met her here too is both reassuring and unsettling. He's not sure why. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gabe goes still again. Not for the first time, he wonders if it's going to turn. Daryl's voice is different. ]

Yeah. Talked for a bit. She's smart.

[ He liked her. Isn't sure he knows how to read her just yet, but she took Hell in stride. ]
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. She is.

[ Daryl slowly starts to relax again. The subconscious worry that if Gabe and Carol have spoken then they might talk about him the next time they do, fades into relief augmented by his dosing. The fact that they've met will only strengthen the pack. He likes that, and he eventually lets his chin rest on Gabe's shoulder again. ]

You don't wanna get on her bad side.

[ He doesn't know what she's said to him or how she's presented herself, but he remembers what she was like when they'd first gotten to Alexandria - her calculated choices about how to appear to others that Daryl has just never been able to make himself. He is exactly who he is.

Carol, on the other hand, can camouflage to hide anywhere in plain sight. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ The tension bleeds out. Gabe breathes out, lets himself settle. He ought to get up, get dressed.

In a minute. For now, it feels good like this. Just for a minute, he lets himself have it. ]


Yeah? I'll remember that.

[ He didn't get a great sense of how Carol moved, whether or not she struck him as a fighter. But she's observant. Quick on the uptake. Someone like that's probably worth knowing. ]

She's a friend of yours?
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's a friend of yours?

At first, Daryl can only let out a soft 'hm' of acknowledgement. She was his very first friend, the first person to ever really see him at forty years old, and in a way he expects her to be his last friend as well. Despite and perhaps because of everything they've been through, he'll never be able to hate her.

Life is better without space between them, no matter what she's done. He needs to be seen. And she's the only one left that really sees him. ]


Yeah. She's family. Same way all our people are.

[ But Carol was still different than the rest. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[ He understands that, in the end. You can't have that with everyone. But sometimes a person gets lucky and they find those connections, that trust. That - hah - pack. It was about survival when he teamed up with Missy Leland and her squad the first time. He tried going about it alone but he couldn't. Didn't work. All it did was back him into corners. But Missy and her crew, they gave him a place. And at the end -

At the end, they were family. He thinks he'd break the world for them. And they aren't here. ]


I get that.

[ It's said softly. ]

I've got people like that too.
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Daryl understands the softness of the tone. It makes him press his callused palm to Gabe's stomach more firmly, in turn pulling him against his own firm chest a little bit more. He can smell that hint of loneliness that's settling over their conversation, though he isn't completely sure if it's coming from Gabe alone.

Daryl knows loneliness better than almost everyone. But there isn't room for it within the pack. ]


You miss 'em?

[ For most people who'd just said something like that, he wouldn't need to ask. But he doesn't know much about Gabe other than his fierce independence. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gabe just hums to himself, meaning to shake it off. It's better that he's stuck here. The rest of his team are decent fucking human beings. He still thinks of Prior as a kid. Sunny and Decker have already survived too much shit. This place wouldn't break them, no - nothing will fucking break them - but it would hurt them in a way Gabe already knows he can survive. So it's better like his.

But even so, their loss aches through him like a wound. ]


Every day.

[ He puts his hand over Daryl's briefly. Human contact. Nobody can do this alone. ]

Every goddamn day.
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Daryl just nods, sighing through his nose like if he exhales enough, he can banish the thought of missing people who shouldn't be here. Who don't deserve to be here. But it doesn't make worrying about them any easier, or missing them, or hoping that they're able to stay alive as long as possible.

Are they staying fed without him? Safe? Has some new enemy shown up at their gates? He can't know. And it's killing him a little more every day.

He doesn't need to say anything and even if he did, he knows the words themselves are unnecessary. They both get it.

But he's seen enough from this guy to know that to hear him admit it out loud isn't nothing. Surprising even himself, he presses a brief kiss to his shoulder. Not the possessive, toothy kisses that he's marked up so much of his skin with, but a distinctly human, reassuring gesture.

He knows there's no fixing that pain. But he wants to acknowledge it. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ That sits between them for a moment. Gabe breathes out slow, centering himself. Coming back to his body, making a catalog of the aches, the care he'll have to take when he moves. It's nothing that'll slow him down, or at least in a way that's going to matter. It's just a moment. One he wanted, one he'll carry with him, but one that's ultimately going to end.

He exhales. It feels good to be held, for a little while. Even the kiss to his shoulder. This one won't leave a mark, not like the others. It's a good moment. But it ends. It has to.

He pushes himself upright without a word and starts hunting around for his clothes. ]
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ When Gabe abruptly sits up, Daryl wonders if he's finally done something wrong. He feels the physical lack immediately, even though it isn't cold in the gardens. He watches him gather his clothes without moving to help, looking more than a little like a dog that's just been shooed out of the house, but eventually, he sits up and pulls his own jeans on properly. Fights with his belt and reaches for his shirt.

He hesitates, human indecision fighting with animal surety. ]


Thanks. [ It sounds stupid when he says it so he grasps for more. ] For stayin'. Or for not tellin' me to fuck off.

[ His fangs already feel a little smaller, duller, and the return of his self-consciousness is distinctly human. He's not sure what would have happened if Gabe hadn't stayed with him and certainly doesn't want to think about it. ]
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gabe doesn't waste time, but he's careful in how he moves. Deliberate about it. He makes sure his clothes are straightened when he gets them on, every button done up properly, all his hidden knives where he means them to be. There's some mud on his pants, damp patches he can feel when he runs his fingers over them, but hopefully nothing too noticeable. Appearances matter around here and he prefers to control his. And for a little while, it's quiet.

He pauses in the midst of lacing his boots back up, humming to himself. Then: ]


Felt like the thing to do.

[ Right thing or not, time will tell. But it was a choice. No one can take that from him. ]

So I did.
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[personal profile] dadyl 2021-06-08 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The little den doesn't smell like just his own anymore, but Daryl is trying not to think about that. Hoping the obvious scent of it will change with time and when whatever this is that's happening to him eases off.

Hm. So he was the moral choice, then. A chore.

Daryl just nods, keeping his eyes low as he tugs his shirt (ragged, one sleeve longer and one sleeve cut off short) back over his head. Even though he knows Gabe sees the world differently, he's still too shy, already, to meet his eyes. If he could still blush, he might have been doing so. Sex has never ended quite like this for him and he isn't sure how he's supposed to act.

The fading wolf in him just wants Gabe to stay. ]


See you around, then.
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[personal profile] minuteofangle 2021-06-08 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a faint pause as Gabe finishes doing up his buttons. He turns his head in Daryl's direction, miming that he's looking at the man. Meeting his gaze. ]

Think you will.

[ It's said softly, and with a faint ghost of a smile. Why not, right? They're in Hell. It's worth keeping track of the decent people. There aren't a lot of people that Gabe trusts in this or any world, but he has a feeling Daryl could become one in time. ]