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TEST DRIVE MEME #29
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 and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only 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.
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. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
.
Stand Your Ground The chill in the air is still hanging in there, biting into skin as the fog from God's divine punishment begins to fade, and with it, the twisted monsters and hallucinations that it brought in. Hallucinations stop (but may not be forgotten), injuries from tortures are healed (but again, may leave their imprint anyway), and everyone starts to slowly filter back into Penance proper. The animals are brought back to the stables and the spiders return to their nests they made within the hotel (and out, thanks to the kind sinners who helped relocate them!)
So do try not to worry if you see chihuahua sized spiders hanging around everywhere. They are quite docile! And a lot of sinners and demons seem to want to adopt the little guys as pets.
Lilith is still sporting injuries from the previous event, but she's dressed sharp and professional again, reassuring everyone that they did the best they could and it's time for a break while they wait for Lucifer's grand return to Hell. Something remains haunted in her eyes, however...
Ah, well, don't worry about it, new arrivals! It likely means nothing. Times have just been hard as of late.
Lucifer is still nowhere in sight, but Lilith announces it's time for a proper celebration as a reward for everyone's perseverance and aiding others lately. And look... it just happens to be close to that mortal holiday, Halloween!
Despite the husk of a community the fog revealed, Penance is once again decorated and vibrant in no time. Halloween decorations litter the streets and the hotel, as well as neighboring establishments. There are caramel apples being passed out freely throughout the hotel, as well as cider and other candies that inspire good moods.
Everyone seems very eager to just forget the last punishment ever even happened... sinners and demons alike. Whispers around the community show plainly that everyone is worried, hushed murmurs of God and big plans on the horizon making the rounds, but... best to not even pay attention to that. Especially any talk of Barbas possibly returning that are on the tongues of the demons who look worn out and exhausted at the mere thought. It's just simple paranoia, surely.
Now, instead get ready for the festivities!
Everyone will receive an invitation on their devices to go to the pumpkin patch within the community. It's hard to miss with its creepy scarecrows that seem to almost follow those who enter and the mischievous little demons that like to sneak up and try to smash all the pumpkins... there's also a new addition to it! A few concession stands just outside the patch, as well as what looks to be a corn maze.
Not just any corn maze either, but a spooky, haunted one that sinners will be encouraged to participate in, if they so choose! There are tons of props and costumes for all those willing to frighten their fellow sinners as they make the trek through the maze! Jump out and spook a friend or put on a performance that's truly spine-chilling!
Once inside, sinners will find themselves chased (good-naturedly) by demons and others dressed in over the top Halloween costumes ranging from creepy dolls to axe murderers to cartoonish Lucifers. For once, while creepy in parts, it really does feel like a traditional haunted attraction, done in good will for a bit of fun. No actual torture will be happening this time around!
Now, what's in the center of the maze? Well, a party of course. A Halloween bash awaits those who make it to the center of the maze that not only includes costumes, many versions of the song Monster Mash, but party drugs and alcohol galore... all with a Halloween twist. Drugs come wrapped up like little candies, and drinks are all candy flavored for the most part.
But that's not all! The succubi are out in full force, in skimpy mad scientist uniforms and test tube drinks they're handing out to all who would dare! These drinks, they'll warn, will cause some... interesting side-effects. These include:
It should also be noted that the succubi and incubi have also claimed a patch of the corn maze all their own. Venturing in, sinners will be hit with overwhelming aphrodisiacs that may include heat-like effects. More information can be found in the Follow Me Down prompt!
When it comes time for the party to wind down, guests will have to (perhaps drunkenly) navigate their way back to the pumpkin patch. It will be dark out by this point, an eerie mist in the air that hopefully won't bring back too many bad memories for some...
There won't be time to reminisce when the scarecrows seem to be quite alive and may move eerily closer every time a sinner's eyes stray away or even blink. Some may begin to downright chase sinners and demons alike right back to their homes. It's probably just a fun little Halloween prank, so don't worry about it! Like so many other odd things happening lately...
Those who aren't interested in braving a pumpkin patch or corn maze may instead opt to visit the local movie theatre for a horror movie marathon with what may contain familiar favorites as well as some very traumatizing cinema clearly meant for demonic kind. These may leave certain sinners with nightmares for a few days... or they may find them oddly enjoyable, if they're already beginning to show demonic traits. Whatever the case, at least there's limitless caramel corn on offer!
Additionally, at Helluva Cup, there's also a lot of baked treats being offered up in an expansive display... one that Bean, the hell rat is even dressed up for! Sporting a little bat costume for the festivities, he's placed as a centerpiece in the middle of the table of treats. Be careful of the very real biting that may happen for trying to take food the rat has deemed his! Also be careful, there will be consequences should anyone try to hurt the owner's beloved pet (and possible rewards for anyone who stands up for the little guy in the form of special drinks or a heartfelt thanks). It's probably for the best to just ignore the filthy rodent and steal food when you can... the treats do seem to inspire a good mood, so sinners may be encouraged to overindulge a little bit! Or a lot. They're so good, it's like they're addictive.
Helluva cup isn't responsible if anyone eats until they get sick, of course...
Reach Up High The local demons have a unique take on trick or treat this round! While they want to give their favorite mortal sinners something of a break, they all know full and well God has to be appeased and the wary get very few breaks!
So they will be selecting sinners at random and insisting they go from room to room knocking on doors. Their task? To offer to give a treat or give a hand. Don't worry! In this case, no actual hands will be given (unless you're into that sort of thing...), but they will have to help a fellow sinner or demon with a task of their choosing. This can range from something as mild as cleaning the toilet to finding a pet lost in the chaos of all that's happened lately, to cooking them a meal, it doesn't particularly matter! Your only limitations would be your imagination!
If the person at the door chooses a treat, sinners may have to get inventive about what they offer. Treats may come in the form of treating someone to unexpected entertainment or a talent you possess, or to just be exceptionally delightful. Of course, if a sinner wants to offer an item on their person or less... innocent treats, they are free to do so as well.
To deny anyone's offer means that the sinner has failed and a sin will not be taken from their list.
Follow Me Down WARNINGS: humiliation, public sex, a/b/o themes, potential dub-con
As mentioned, the incubi and succubi have carved out a little section of the corn maze all their own. Just off to the side of the main event, those who venture in will be treated to overwhelming aphrodisiacs hanging in the air like a very sweet perfume, more risque performances and costumes, and areas where plush cushions have been laid out for... other activities.
The succubi are still serving their drinks, but there are also decadent chocolates for the taking, as well as a chocolate fountain surrounded by fresh fruits for dipping.
There's been a makeshift stage made for an impromptu costume contest where sinners and demons can cheer for sexiest costume or encourage the removal of said outfit. There's also a helpful collection of risque costumes available for those who want to slip out of their boring old zombie or mummy look! You never know when that costume may start to influence your behavior at this sort of party, so you may want to adopt the least bitey costume there is...
Additionally, especially those who took the transformation potions, may begin to experience signs of heat or rut. They will begin to want to breed uncontrollably, and may adopt certain characteristics of either alpha or omega.
Alpha traits include enhanced aggression, the urge to claim or dominate those they want to breed with, uncontrollable sexual urges, and the ability to smell when someone close by is in heat. It may also include the ability to knot a partner, but not always. Omega traits include the need to be bred, increased body heat that may be uncomfortably intense, potential slickness as the body prepares for the experience, and the urge to present oneself to a suitable partner.Like alphas, omegas can smell a proper partner close by. The intense urge to be claimed or marked may also be present.
Both parties will experience reduced recovery time and increased stamina.
These urges will last until mating has been completed (it may take several rounds) or until the next morning, whichever comes first.
Those who aren't influenced by those urges will still find plenty of ways to have a fun time if they so choose, however! No need to fret. There's still drinking, dancing, and plenty of adult entertainment to be had.
[While pregnancy of the traditional kind isn't possible in Penance, there may be an upcoming opportunity to participate in a body horror and pregnancy-related twist coming up. As a current or future player, if you're interested in this, please include your name here with which role you participated in this prompt with, as well as your partner's name. Remember, omegas will be the ones experiencing the potential pregnancy, no matter their gender!]
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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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 and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only 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.
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. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
.
Stand Your Ground The chill in the air is still hanging in there, biting into skin as the fog from God's divine punishment begins to fade, and with it, the twisted monsters and hallucinations that it brought in. Hallucinations stop (but may not be forgotten), injuries from tortures are healed (but again, may leave their imprint anyway), and everyone starts to slowly filter back into Penance proper. The animals are brought back to the stables and the spiders return to their nests they made within the hotel (and out, thanks to the kind sinners who helped relocate them!)
So do try not to worry if you see chihuahua sized spiders hanging around everywhere. They are quite docile! And a lot of sinners and demons seem to want to adopt the little guys as pets.
Lilith is still sporting injuries from the previous event, but she's dressed sharp and professional again, reassuring everyone that they did the best they could and it's time for a break while they wait for Lucifer's grand return to Hell. Something remains haunted in her eyes, however...
Ah, well, don't worry about it, new arrivals! It likely means nothing. Times have just been hard as of late.
Lucifer is still nowhere in sight, but Lilith announces it's time for a proper celebration as a reward for everyone's perseverance and aiding others lately. And look... it just happens to be close to that mortal holiday, Halloween!
Despite the husk of a community the fog revealed, Penance is once again decorated and vibrant in no time. Halloween decorations litter the streets and the hotel, as well as neighboring establishments. There are caramel apples being passed out freely throughout the hotel, as well as cider and other candies that inspire good moods.
Everyone seems very eager to just forget the last punishment ever even happened... sinners and demons alike. Whispers around the community show plainly that everyone is worried, hushed murmurs of God and big plans on the horizon making the rounds, but... best to not even pay attention to that. Especially any talk of Barbas possibly returning that are on the tongues of the demons who look worn out and exhausted at the mere thought. It's just simple paranoia, surely.
Now, instead get ready for the festivities!
Everyone will receive an invitation on their devices to go to the pumpkin patch within the community. It's hard to miss with its creepy scarecrows that seem to almost follow those who enter and the mischievous little demons that like to sneak up and try to smash all the pumpkins... there's also a new addition to it! A few concession stands just outside the patch, as well as what looks to be a corn maze.
Not just any corn maze either, but a spooky, haunted one that sinners will be encouraged to participate in, if they so choose! There are tons of props and costumes for all those willing to frighten their fellow sinners as they make the trek through the maze! Jump out and spook a friend or put on a performance that's truly spine-chilling!
Once inside, sinners will find themselves chased (good-naturedly) by demons and others dressed in over the top Halloween costumes ranging from creepy dolls to axe murderers to cartoonish Lucifers. For once, while creepy in parts, it really does feel like a traditional haunted attraction, done in good will for a bit of fun. No actual torture will be happening this time around!
Now, what's in the center of the maze? Well, a party of course. A Halloween bash awaits those who make it to the center of the maze that not only includes costumes, many versions of the song Monster Mash, but party drugs and alcohol galore... all with a Halloween twist. Drugs come wrapped up like little candies, and drinks are all candy flavored for the most part.
But that's not all! The succubi are out in full force, in skimpy mad scientist uniforms and test tube drinks they're handing out to all who would dare! These drinks, they'll warn, will cause some... interesting side-effects. These include:
Red - may cause a surge of possessiveness towards people or items that may be unexpectedly strong. How dare they look at anyone else? Or what nerve, that guy touching what is obviously yours.All effects may last anywhere from a couple hours to a full day, so it's recommended that all sinners use caution when testing these out! Additionally, multiple drinks may be consumed for a double whammy of effects for the truly adventurous.
Blue - may cause a surge of courage and bravery, giving the sinner the nerve to do something they may not normally do.
Green - may make the drinker feel more truthful and unable to tell a lie. What an uncomfortable predicament to be in when someone asks if their costume flatters them or not...
Black - may cause physical transformations of the monstrous variety. Tentacles or demonic features, even animal features. Oh my!
Pink - may cause other physical transformations, which may include sex or age swapping.
Orange - may cause one to feel inferior or superior to those around them. They may be inclined to let others know just how good they are, or shrink away to hide while they deal with the deep shame of their existence.
It should also be noted that the succubi and incubi have also claimed a patch of the corn maze all their own. Venturing in, sinners will be hit with overwhelming aphrodisiacs that may include heat-like effects. More information can be found in the Follow Me Down prompt!
When it comes time for the party to wind down, guests will have to (perhaps drunkenly) navigate their way back to the pumpkin patch. It will be dark out by this point, an eerie mist in the air that hopefully won't bring back too many bad memories for some...
There won't be time to reminisce when the scarecrows seem to be quite alive and may move eerily closer every time a sinner's eyes stray away or even blink. Some may begin to downright chase sinners and demons alike right back to their homes. It's probably just a fun little Halloween prank, so don't worry about it! Like so many other odd things happening lately...
Those who aren't interested in braving a pumpkin patch or corn maze may instead opt to visit the local movie theatre for a horror movie marathon with what may contain familiar favorites as well as some very traumatizing cinema clearly meant for demonic kind. These may leave certain sinners with nightmares for a few days... or they may find them oddly enjoyable, if they're already beginning to show demonic traits. Whatever the case, at least there's limitless caramel corn on offer!
Additionally, at Helluva Cup, there's also a lot of baked treats being offered up in an expansive display... one that Bean, the hell rat is even dressed up for! Sporting a little bat costume for the festivities, he's placed as a centerpiece in the middle of the table of treats. Be careful of the very real biting that may happen for trying to take food the rat has deemed his! Also be careful, there will be consequences should anyone try to hurt the owner's beloved pet (and possible rewards for anyone who stands up for the little guy in the form of special drinks or a heartfelt thanks). It's probably for the best to just ignore the filthy rodent and steal food when you can... the treats do seem to inspire a good mood, so sinners may be encouraged to overindulge a little bit! Or a lot. They're so good, it's like they're addictive.
Helluva cup isn't responsible if anyone eats until they get sick, of course...
Reach Up High The local demons have a unique take on trick or treat this round! While they want to give their favorite mortal sinners something of a break, they all know full and well God has to be appeased and the wary get very few breaks!
So they will be selecting sinners at random and insisting they go from room to room knocking on doors. Their task? To offer to give a treat or give a hand. Don't worry! In this case, no actual hands will be given (unless you're into that sort of thing...), but they will have to help a fellow sinner or demon with a task of their choosing. This can range from something as mild as cleaning the toilet to finding a pet lost in the chaos of all that's happened lately, to cooking them a meal, it doesn't particularly matter! Your only limitations would be your imagination!
If the person at the door chooses a treat, sinners may have to get inventive about what they offer. Treats may come in the form of treating someone to unexpected entertainment or a talent you possess, or to just be exceptionally delightful. Of course, if a sinner wants to offer an item on their person or less... innocent treats, they are free to do so as well.
To deny anyone's offer means that the sinner has failed and a sin will not be taken from their list.
Follow Me Down WARNINGS: humiliation, public sex, a/b/o themes, potential dub-con
As mentioned, the incubi and succubi have carved out a little section of the corn maze all their own. Just off to the side of the main event, those who venture in will be treated to overwhelming aphrodisiacs hanging in the air like a very sweet perfume, more risque performances and costumes, and areas where plush cushions have been laid out for... other activities.
The succubi are still serving their drinks, but there are also decadent chocolates for the taking, as well as a chocolate fountain surrounded by fresh fruits for dipping.
There's been a makeshift stage made for an impromptu costume contest where sinners and demons can cheer for sexiest costume or encourage the removal of said outfit. There's also a helpful collection of risque costumes available for those who want to slip out of their boring old zombie or mummy look! You never know when that costume may start to influence your behavior at this sort of party, so you may want to adopt the least bitey costume there is...
Additionally, especially those who took the transformation potions, may begin to experience signs of heat or rut. They will begin to want to breed uncontrollably, and may adopt certain characteristics of either alpha or omega.
Alpha traits include enhanced aggression, the urge to claim or dominate those they want to breed with, uncontrollable sexual urges, and the ability to smell when someone close by is in heat. It may also include the ability to knot a partner, but not always. Omega traits include the need to be bred, increased body heat that may be uncomfortably intense, potential slickness as the body prepares for the experience, and the urge to present oneself to a suitable partner.Like alphas, omegas can smell a proper partner close by. The intense urge to be claimed or marked may also be present.
Both parties will experience reduced recovery time and increased stamina.
These urges will last until mating has been completed (it may take several rounds) or until the next morning, whichever comes first.
Those who aren't influenced by those urges will still find plenty of ways to have a fun time if they so choose, however! No need to fret. There's still drinking, dancing, and plenty of adult entertainment to be had.
[While pregnancy of the traditional kind isn't possible in Penance, there may be an upcoming opportunity to participate in a body horror and pregnancy-related twist coming up. As a current or future player, if you're interested in this, please include your name here with which role you participated in this prompt with, as well as your partner's name. Remember, omegas will be the ones experiencing the potential pregnancy, no matter their gender!]
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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it doesn't bother him, being called a jerk, an asshole, whatever. he's heard it all before, on the street, across his desk, during duels. but monika wields her words like a weapon and she's pretty damn good at it. the tables are turned; he didn't practice what he preached and so earned every bit of her ire. he can't even defend himself. not really.
he wants to reach out to her, to tell her he's sorry, but he can't find the right words for that either. but he does try. he takes a deep breath and tries his best.]
Alright then. I won't run.
[at least not tonight. he recomposes himself, hobbles onto his feet and joins monika by the table.]
Let's go [home] back. And I'll stay with you, I promise.
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She sighs, turning her head away. It's so hard being real. ]
I'm holding you to that.
[ After he joins her, she looks up at him, her lips pursed up like she's still somewhat upset with him. Which she has every right to be! But being upset takes a lot of energy, so she keeps forcing it down, only allowing it to linger below the surface. ]
At the very least, you could actually help with the bathing this time.
[ Pushing away from the table, she starts limping proudly towards the exit, figuring he'll follow. She doesn't intend to accept any help with the journey back to the hotel, because while she's pushing away the upset, that haughtiness isn't going anywhere. She is going to leave the stage, head held high, ignoring the hot mess that is her appearance. ]
If you're nice, maybe I'll help you, too~
[ She calls that back over her shoulder, blowing a raspberry, then continues on, smacking away an incubus that gets too close. Too bad she'd left the glass behind, because she had one more good stab left in her somewhere. ]
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I'd bathe with a fucking horse at this point.
[not to name any horses. not that he's thinking of a specific horse. an awful horse. a loathsome horse.
she's limping ahead, half-bandaged, and he's slumped over looking even worse. luckily, lucifer wouldn't let him die due to blood loss incurred from a daring sexcapade, not because he was generous but because he was cruel. cruel enough to force him to deal with actual consequences and to deal with this damn woman for all eternity.
he will, however, get his revenge: he'll bitch and moan the whole way back.]
The next time we have the brilliant idea to stab each other for sexual gratification, please slit my throat.
[well. at least he took some responsibility. at least he said we.]
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What is with you and horses?
[ Probably for the best she doesn't try to get an actual answer to that. She shakes her head and goes back to concentrating on walking, because it's taking a lot more focus than she'd anticipated. Eventually, after stumbling for what feels like the hundredth time, she pauses to pull her shoes off and continue on barefoot. Drunkenness from drinks and blood loss did not mix well with heels. ]
Don't start with me.
[ Because she knows if he gets started with the whining, she'll get drawn in and start wanting to whine back harder. But she's above that, she wouldn't-- ]
Also, if anyone has a right to say something about throats, it's me. I didn't even touch yours! And need I remind you who started all this?
[ That's right, him. He said he'd play her game, so it's all his fault. Enjoy taking aaaall the responsibility for this one, Kaiba. ]
Whatever. Maybe I'll see if I can stab you with an ear of corn right now.
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[at least part of that wasn't a lie. pegasus was a very, very unfortunate man indeed.
and right, she's not gonna make it. he's not even sure if he'll make it, but neither of them will on their own. so he quickens his pace so he can sling one of her arms around his shoulders. it takes a bit of maneuvering, no small thanks to that size difference, but he manages. it's not like she weighs all that much, he can't even tease her about that.]
Yeah. I did. My bad.
[and he knows he'll definitely regret telling her this, but...]
It was pretty fun. Can't say I've ever gone quite that rough before.
[he's not sure if he ever would again, but it's him. it's monika. it's them. never say never.]
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But she doesn't have much time to think about it anyway, because she ends up protesting his very unwanted help before she can let her mind wander too much. ]
Ughhh! Get off!!
[ Aaaand that's about the extent of her fussing. She doesn't want to risk hitting any of the spots she'd stabbed earlier, and smacking and flailing seems like it'll be too exhausting, so she puffs out a sigh and allows it. While it's mildly annoying, walking had gotten easier. Even if there are a few times she ends up getting dragged along out of sheer laziness. ]
But hey. At least you admit you started us down this pathway.
[ And speaking of things that'll be regretted later, her lips press tight as the drugs kick and holler to keep what she wants to say inside, but out it comes. ]
It was maybe. Kind of. The best.
[ The last world clings on for dear life, but eventually she coughs it up. ]
Ever.
[ A real feat, considering the last time the two of them ended up like this had been pretty close to winning the title. ]
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"Kind of" the best?
[never mind the rest of what she said. of course he chooses to hone in on that. among his many stunning qualities was a stunning amount of arrogance, the likes of which not even a greedy grubby AI could ever hope to match. tech may have been cocky but kaiba took it to a whole new level. and one would think she'd have figured that out by now.
so of course he savors it. it's a decent distraction and it beats focusing on the fact that he can't feel certain parts of himself right now.]
If you "kind of" meant it, I could be convinced to carry you the rest of the way.
[and all the drugs in the world would not avail her: he knows damn well she can't resist a touch of romance.]
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I totally should've slit your throat and told you this after you died.
[ And it's Tech on her mind as she pouts. They'd shared some of her most cherished moments, painfully romantic, painfully sweet. And the day they'd gotten engaged and stayed tangled up in each other for hours upon hours...she didn't think anything could ever possibly beat that. It's why she didn't want to give this jerk of a man such high praise before (aside from the stupidly obvious reasons), because those all meant so much.
Inwardly, she winces. Apparently, broken test tubes and a good bite to the neck could trump everything else. God, hopefully this never got back to him. The guilt is already bad enough! ]
Just shut up. It's enough I'm even letting you help me walk!
[ So she says. The number of times he's had to drag her is increasing exponentially in a short time.
A silence stretches on, where the only indications something's brewing furiously in her is some muttering and redness rising in her cheeks. She won't give in! She is above this! ]
C-Carry me already, then!
[ She is not above this. ]
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I'll pick out the glass once we get back.
[that much wasn't optional; infections were no joke. nothing fun or pleasurable about those.
at least he doesn't prod about tech. once she grants her permission, which he really didn't need anyway, he bends down to pick up his princess and draw her safe and snug into his arms. they're still an absolute mess and they draw more than a few curious gazes as they shuffle along, but she got what she wanted. she won't spend the night alone.
and while he's more than a little woozy, physically, he's one tough customer. so she's in no danger of being dropped as he falls blissfully silent the rest of their journey.]
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[ But once she ends up in his arms, it's like magic. She goes quiet and docile, any other uncharacteristically tasteless jokes floating off into space. Like a cat who's discovered a warm, comfortable nook, she quickly curls up and settles in. Yep, she is so not above this. Tossing a few scraps to that monster ego of his could be worth it if she got to be carried around like a queen. Let the peasantry stare!
The blissful silence may have been a mistake, however. By the time they've reached her room, she's so comfortable, she hardly wants to move. Her head had lolled around so much from fighting sleep that her halo eventually gave up its fight and fell off her horn somewhere. No great loss, considering it was cheap plastic, but maybe that means she's officially a fallen angel now? Hmm. ]
Mmm, open the door.
[ After digging around in her dress for way too long, she finally pulls out her sticky, bloody key and shoves it vaguely in the direction of one his hands. And then it's back to clinging on to pure getting-carried-in-someone's-arms bliss. ]
Do that and I'll let you pick whichever side of the bed you want.
[ Because she was a kind, generous queen.
...Or, fine, a princess, because this was much more in line with princess things. She'll be hime-hime for a little while longer. ]
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kaiba takes the key and pushes his way inside with minimal fuss. he deposits her on the bed and follows suit, flopping onto the sheets to catch his breath. there's nothing they can do about any bloodstains; she's only partially patched up and he was still bleeding, soaking through his clothes. but he figures monika might forgive him that much.
he sucks in some air, shuts his eyes and tries to get the world to stop spinning.]
Next time, we'll stick to your room. Or mine.
[and there obviously will be a next time. he's resigned himself to that.]
Could you get the water running? I'll be right there, just... give me a minute.
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My room. I'm not having sex in front of your dragon. That's weird.
[ And there was no question that there'd be a next time. He can't open up the Pandora's box of good sex and expect to close it back up! Also, she wasn't subjecting herself to those group rooms again unless she absolutely had to. She was way too cool for that now.
Just as she yawns and nuzzles in for the night, he suggests she start the water...and she whiiines, high-pitched and extra annoying like the worst of viruses. She'd been hoping he'd forgotten about responsibility, but of course not. ]
We could just not move...
[ Logic gives her a good conk on the head, however, and she sighs, pushing herself up. Better to do what he says to prevent his whining. She kind of owes him for carrying her that far, anyway. And, you know, all the sex.
After giving his hand a pat, she crawls out of bed and trudges into her bathroom, and soon enough, she's got the water started, keeping the temperature somewhat lukewarm. Guess how she learned that hot baths and blood loss don't mix?
As that goes, she gathers up supplies for them, then begins easing out of her costume. ]
Hope you don't mind smelling like roses. [ She calls out it out to him, followed by a grunt at her wings getting stuck in her hair. ] I don't really have anything manlier, sorryyy.
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he really should move. if she's a blood-covered lump, than he's pretty much a corpse at this point. and while he made it all the way here, now that he's down, he's struggling to get back up. it hurts and it's not the pleasant kind of hurt anymore. it just hurts. and while monika might do this for fun and all the time... well, this was pretty much his first.
how romantic, he thinks. he may not be a virgin but it sure feels like he got fucked like one. at least she can't see him wince in the other room.
and unfortunately for him, he can't just ignore her and drift into unconsciousness. this was, in fact, exactly why he wanted to run off: he's vulnerable and exposed and it made for awfully awkward conversation. he may have been in peak physical form, but there's also glass sticking out of that form. and it's not something he can muscle past right now.
he doesn't want to do this. he really, really doesn't want to do this. he wants to say it even less. but he has to.]
Monika, can you...
[god damn it. god fucking damn it.]
...help me.
[he hates himself. he always does, but now more than ever. because it makes him feel pathetic and small and weak.]
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But hearing her name makes her quiet down long enough...and she's wondering if she misheard. Blinking, she takes a few steps back and peeks out at him. Wow. So he did have the word "help" somewhere in his vocabulary. ]
Ummm. One sec.
[ She uses wrapping herself up in a towel to swallow down her shock before making her way towards him. As she comes up to his side, she has to blink some more. It sure would be tempting to make some snide comment, considering it's probably what he'd do to her if the situation were reversed, but no. She is refined. And more than a little worried to see him in such a state. With the way he was, she kind of figured he could swim through lava and be just fine. ]
Wanna stay there a while longer?
[ Groaning quietly, she takes a seat in an open spot at his side. He definitely looks a mess. For her, this was just another day. Even outside of adventurous sex, she'd been hurt. A lot. She was used to this, probably a little too much. Controlling and working through her pain had become a real talent. ]
I can get cleaned up really quick, then come out and help you so you don't have to move much? You can clean up more later, once you feel better.
[ She's trying to leave some of his dignity intact...and perhaps prevent herself from crumpling like a piece of paper while attempting to get such a giant of a man into her bathroom. ]
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if she wasn't there, it wouldn't matter. he could moan and groan as much he wanted; he could take as much time as needed to drag himself into the bath. but she's right there. she's right there and he can't run. he hates it. he hates himself. so he just stares at the sheets for a few minutes, sullen and sour. though he doesn't take it out on her, not now.]
If I could.
[he sounds softer somehow. maybe it's the blood loss, or maybe, just maybe, he's allowing himself to be vulnerable after all. he wonders if she'd kill him, if she'd slaughter him, if the heat of the moment would've consumed her outside of this room. but it doesn't matter. he can't fight back anyway. for better or for worse, he's completely at her mercy.
he starts babbling. and the blood loss was definitely to blame for that.]
I've died before. It wasn't some injury, just... someone who stole my soul and sealed it away. I think it was worse that way. It was in a card, and then it was in stone, and then it was in some hellish dimension. Kinda like one, actually. And we're going back, make no mistake, but...
[he sighs heavily. then shudders, because even that much was painful.]
We're going back, but part of me might stay behind. Some of these things, the things that we're doing, that we're becoming, can't be undone.
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With a quiet sigh, she looks away. It's uncomfortable to see him like this. And to hear some of what he's been through? Even worse. She tries not to squirm, but it's hard. And offering words of comfort? Much harder. She hardly knows where to start. ]
Just...stay there. I'll be right back.
[ She pushes herself up, heading back to the bathroom to shut off the water. But instead of tending to herself, she comes right back out, digging around at her bookshelf. Once she finds what she wants, she returns and sinks back into the spot she was in next to him. ]
I was saving this for an emergency, but I guess I could always get another one...
[ She's been flipping through the pages of one of her more empty notebooks, eventually landing on the one she needed. And from there, she plucks out a feather, holding out to him. ]
This is gonna sound weird, but eat this. It'll heal you up.
[ It was one of the ~awesome~ benefits of having a husband that's a literal angel. Not that Setsuna knew she'd snatched up one of his fallen feathers, but...she should be allowed it, right? They're free once they're not on him! ]
You're totally not used to all, er, this, it seems like. So...enjoy one less bad thing on your mind, huh?
[ Partially, she's really trying to be nice. But mostly, she just doesn't want to see him like this anymore. Having to confront her own problems right now? No thanks. ]
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kaiba watches her leave without a word. there's a pang of guilt over wasting the water, but it quickly disappears when she returns to rummage through her books. he's about to quip that this was no time for a romance novel before she retrieves a single feather. even the sight of it seems to mollify him as he leans towards her.]
A feather...?
[he's so drained, he can't even find the heart to heckle her. he reaches to take it, though stops at the last second.]
Healing, you said? So where's it from? And why give it to me?
[he's almost childlike as he asks. almost mesmerized by the sight of a single feather.]
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Yes, a feather. [ She presses it into his hand, then closes her hands around his so he has to take it. ] And they work quick, so you won't have to suffer much longer.
[ At the other questions, she hesitates a little, turning to focus on readjusting her towel a bit. The answers were pretty awkward. For her, anyway. She's not used to discussing her other relationships, like, ever. The one time she had a long talk about that, well--yeah, it's obvious what happened by now. ]
I guess I got forced to marry the perfect person, huh? Or angel, I should say... [ She shrugs a bit, then winces at the bad idea that was. ] Point is, you can trust it. He's been here way longer than me, and I've used them before in the past. No tricks here, I promise.
[ Slowly, she looks back, feeling uncharacteristically shy all of a sudden. ] Why not give it to you, though? I, um--like you, and um. You know. There's nothing wrong with showing that. So enjoy something nice for once.
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I see.
[the answers were pretty awkward. but so were the questions, so he can't really fault her for that. though maybe it's a little anti-climatic; she may be tentative about discussing those relationships, but kaiba simply takes it all in stride. he was many things, but monogamous wasn't one of them. so he actually understands, perhaps better than most.]
It's special, isn't it? And I'd probably heal up just fine after a day or two.
[it's a gift, but... maybe he's supposed to offer something in return. so he takes the feather but reaches out to her too.]
If you're sure, then I'll stay. I'll stay right here. At least until the morning.
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[ There's a pause. He...probably didn't want to hear about that particular adventure of hers. Moving on, then. ]
Anyway... [ She works to swallow down her surprise at how he reaches out for her, doing her best to take it in stride, as if she'd totally expected it. The drugs are fading fast, so she has to rely on her own pride instead of the borrowed type. ] Like I've told you before. You just--you just stay as long as you want.
[ Smooth.
But whatever. She pulls herself away and stands before things can get even more awkward. Or before she can try to smother him in kisses for being so gosh dang nice for once. The lack of judgement at talking about Setsuna alone had made warmth swell up quickly in her chest. ]
Eat. [ She pushes the feather towards his mouth. ] If you need some water, I keep a few bottles in the nightstand. It gets a little rough after a while, ahaha.
[ After making her way to the bathroom, she pauses in the doorway. ] I'll leave the door open, okay? You need anything else, and I'll be there. [ She glances down at herself then smiles sheepishly. ] Eventually. I don't want to hear anymore of your whining about me getting infections later, okay?
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he knows when to retort and when to do as he's told, at least some of the time. so for once, he opts for the latter. he feels a little silly, but he's also not the sort to hesitate, so when he tells her to eat it... well, he eats it. it wasn't like swallowing sludge or anything, even if it tickled on the way down. he's definitely put worse stuff in his mouth before.
his eyes look brighter almost immediately. and he sounds peppier almost instantly. the bits of broken glass fall out of his flesh and anything like pain dissolves.]
...oh. That is pretty good.
[he doesn't trust magic, but he does trust results. and those results were pretty definitive.]
Okay. But come right back. I guess I owe you a cuddle or two for that little favor.
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As she watches him eat the feather, a weight seems to lift off her shoulders, and she feels so much better. Mentally, anyway. Having less worry to bear was only making her physical woes more obvious. She blows out a sigh as the good feelings fade fast, grimacing at how her room had started to look like a crime scene, too. ]
You owe me a million cuddles right now. Give me only one or two and I swear I'll find a way to dig that feather back out of your throat. But, whatever. [ Another sigh. ] Just stay there and let it do its thing.
[ With that, she turns and disappears from view. There won't be any coming back immediately, because she's opted to do things the hard way. The price she's paid for being nice kind of sucks now.
But she makes her way through, reemerging about an hour later, bandaged up and in a robe, though the sudden cessation of her dramatic cries probably signaled she was about to come out beforehand. Her bathroom looks like a bloody hurricane went through it, but she leaves it behind. It'll get taken care of in the morning. Or never.
Slowly, achingly, she creeps into the bed, trying to avoid the dried blood spots she left behind. And with a wince or twenty, finally, finally, she gets to curl up next to him. Quietly, she whines. ]
I changed my mind. You're not biting me anymore. Ever.
[ It's the regret speaking, loud and clear. But like any addict, she'll eventually forget it. Probably by the time she wakes up, knowing her. ]
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as soon as monika returns, he draws her into his arms. minding her injuries and bandages as well as his own.]
I'll help you in the morning. So don't worry.
[he holds her as close as she'll bear. inhaling her scent, nudging their foreheads together, muttering while he drifts away:]
I like you too. And I think...
[...I don't want to be alone anymore.]
...I always will.
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You're not doing anything in the morning. We're staying like this until I say when.
[ It really can't get any better than this, can it? Warm and comfortable, barely inches apart, set to have some pretty amazing sleep and--
And he says something dangerous. More dangerous than anything they'd done.
She gasps quietly, her eyes flying open to stare at his, but he's already close to being dead to the world. They kept treading closer to the territory she was terrified of and wanted deeply all at the same time. There was only one logical step beyond "liking" each other. And earlier, she'd had to catch herself from trying to jump to that step, because that dangerous four-letter word had almost come out. Her level of like was...
With a tiny shake of her head, she closes her eyes, forcing herself to get comfortable again. Carefully, wisely, she chooses not to respond, even if there's a chance he wouldn't hear anyway. She'll simply go to sleep and wait for the morning, when maybe more of her regrets would be gone.
But at least ruining everything with love, just as she'd done in the past, wouldn't be one of them. ]