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TEST DRIVE MEME #3

ARRIVAL

You remember a dream.

Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.

It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.

"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."

The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.

And so you do.

Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.

After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, they'll have a massive headache at first.

They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. They may be pushy, they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.

Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, self-serve if you want to get away from your demonic hosts for a bit. Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit.

Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.

STAND YOUR GROUND

Prompt I

The general mood now that the carnival has passed seems to be almost dreary. The hotel staff is more snappish than usual and the demons outside are more aggressive towards guests of the hotel now, as if they think they have the right to treat guests even further below them than usual.

And as if to mirror the current mood, there seems to be a steady storm brewing outside that seems to just last and last. There's thunder and lightning happening, but the rain that's falling is a bit...off. It's a mix of hellfire and blood.

The blood begins to pool and flood certain areas as the days drag on, but curiously, the hellfire that burns around the community never seems to falter for even a moment.

The fire falling from the sky burns and stings the flesh if anyone is unfortunate enough to be caught out in it though. Despite that, there's almost a chill in the air.

Guests of the hotel will be reassured that this is perfectly normal, seasonal weather and that the hotel itself is in no danger of flooding. Just be careful going outside for the next couple weeks. There are umbrellas available at the front desk.

Be careful though. It's easy to get stranded outside in heavy, near blinding downpours or to be burnt if you forget that umbrella when you go out. Sinners are free to take shelter in the club, the library, or run back to the hotel as soon as they can. They may also notice the warehouse from the carnival has been left unlocked if they've ventured that far out.

There's still something eerie about it though... Sinners may see glimpses from their past or worst fears popping up from the corner of their eye as a residual from the ride it housed, like creepy phantoms. You may even hear a whisper or two of a familiar voice...

Probably best to not stay there for too long, if you can help it!

Prompt II

Per Lucifer's instruction, a day spa and bathhouse has been opened up in part of the former carnival grounds! It's more for his own benefit than anyone else's. It's not easy running an entire carnival and dealing with the complaints of sinners and demons alike when things don't go exactly their way.

Like all spas, guests of the hotel can go in for some deserved pampering. Facials, massages, steam baths, etc. The bathhouse has an area to shower before you go in for a nice soak in the spacious tubs available. Please note that these are unisex areas, but there are some private tubs for those who are too shy. The demons may side-eye you and your ridiculous modesty standards though.

Unfortunately, due to the rush to put it all together, there are some unfortunate kinks to work out still. Some of the tubs may reach boiling temperatures suddenly or steam rooms may lock and become insufferably hot before guests can get out. The demons may not account for the frailer, squishier bodies of some of the sinners during massages (or that's what they say at least).

Some of the treatments may be strange as well. Baths full of blood of the young that staff claim will restore your youth, pheromone washes that are derived from incubi that are said to make you absolutely irresistible to everyone. You're probably better off not asking what that mud-like substance is they're trying to rub on your face...

REACH UP HIGH

Prompt I
body horror, insects, zombies, etc.

"My absolutely sincerest apologies, my honored guests. It seems a few of the participants in the carnival have brought some germs along with them. But that's just as well. It's time to face your next punishment and this is the perfect opportunity." Lucifer's voice rings out for all guests to hear one fine morning, soon after the rain has started.

"Now I realize some feelings may be a bit hurt after the show, but forgiveness and putting on a brave face to work together are both extremely important traits. Father will be appreciative if you've at least started towards mastering them."

What he means by all of that becomes apparent soon enough. The zombie clowns and the tentacle monsters of the carnival left behind some horrifying infections, it seems.

Guests will notice that eldritch-type abominations are beginning to lurk around the hotel, ready to jump out at them at unexpected turns. They appear to be staff that have been twisted into horrible mutations. Guests can fight or they can try to board up their suites and rooms to protect themselves. Or they can run out of the hotel and hope they make it to one of the other establishments close by unscathed by them or the weather.

Although there do seem to be things that are oddly zombie-like wandering around out there. Slow and shambling, although ready to chase at a moment's notice.

If any of these abominations scratch or bite the sinners, they'll start to feel... odd. Perhaps it starts as a woozy sensation, something just slightly off-balanced inside and progresses there. It's nothing at all to worry about, right? Right, probably. Just ignore the strange symptoms. Maybe the sinner won't even have to tell anyone, right?

And besides, if everyone all worked together to protect one another, then they'll be fine and won't have to worry at all about bites or scratches anyway.

Or, alternatively, they can let the slower ones in their group be the bait, sacrificing a friend along the way, etc. It's also a perfect way to escape from what's promising to be an impending horror show by itself. God may not be happy about it, but God isn't down here suffering this.

There's also an option to just beg the hotel staff for a repellent to keep the nasties away from you... it's maybe not the most glamorous or exciting way to deal with things, but it does seem to work fairly well. Just remember there's a price for not seeing through your punishment. There's always a price.

Guests may just get a bad batch of repellent if they're particularly unfortunate that slowly turns them to stone after all. It's at least not as horrific as becoming an abomination right? It just means watching the horror show from within a stone prison. Ah, well. They can't all be winners, right? It will wear off after a bit.

Now, here's what will happen, depending on the monster that bites you:

If bitten by a zombie or ghoul, characters will slowly begin to change. Their hearts will stop, but they will still be alert somehow. They'll eventually start to rot though, and along with that, comes an insatiable hunger for human flesh that they may or may not be ignored. Eventually, their minds will begin to go as well until it's impossible to think even remotely clearly.

Or, who knows, maybe they'll be lucky and become an almost vampire-like creature with a thirst for blood instead. At least they'll mostly be in control of their own mind?

If touched or scratched by an eldritch abomination, they'll have seen true terror and madness from somewhere beyond the very stars themselves. It will boil through their blood, change them into something inconceivable, something barely within comprehension. It will twist them from within, bones and organs both until they've become the monster they've always had inside of them. They'll start to want to cause others the pain they feel, to kill everything within sight as their mind starts to fade to the abyss and malice. Tentacle beasts or other horrific creatures fall under this umbrella.

Prompt II

If slowly changing into an abomination isn't the sinner's thing, or they're simply an overachiever, no one has to worry! There's another shot of redemption waiting once that whole mess is squared away. Lucifer even kindly chose something that wouldn't harm any freshly healing bodies, just out of consideration for his guests.

Instead, all one will have to do is sincerely apologize. Walk up to someone and apologize for something they've done, against them or another. Past or present. They'll have to specify in detail what they're apologizing for though, so don't try to wiggle out of that!

And if the other person forgives them their sin, that's really all it takes.

"All Father asks for is true remorse for repentance. Please show him you're capable of that much," Lucifer's voice rings out in the sinners' heads, soft and inviting.

"I certainly know that you are, even if you're unaware of the fact. So, go to one of your fellow penitents and ask for forgiveness, it shall be given."

Lucifer seems to leave out the fact that the other person has to genuinely forgive as well... and if they don't? Have fun losing one of your senses painfully. It will pass in a few hours, he's sure.

FOLLOW ME DOWN

Prompt I

"You're tired, aren't you? You poor thing..." Lucifer's voice rings out in the back of your head as it always does, tinged with what feels like genuine sympathy. "Father expects so much of you, and now, I'll have to as well. If you agree to this simple task, at least. I can at least promise you a bit of a break after if you succeed. So come."

The voice beckons and it's impossible to not follow. How the sinner's feet feet know where to lead them is anyone's guest, but they stop outside of a room after winding hallway after winding hallway, various flights of stairs that never have been there before. Sinners will find themselves entering a room with a partner, drawn the same way.

The room inside is lavish and comfortable, with food and drink placed out for sinners to partake in, along with any other items or vices they may want. But before their focus can linger too long on the offers, their attention will be drawn towards a mirror sat on a desk in the room. There are two contracts to the side of it.

"Go on, look in the mirror and then read the contracts."

The voice urges and now the guests are faced with a choice. Do they choose to turn and leave right then and there? Go back to their room and forget the temptation, or do they venture a look to see what happens?

Looking into the mirror, and for a moment, it will feel like both partners have stepped into a perfect getaway, provided by Lucifer himself. Hopefully both partners like each other because they're staying in some luxurious home together, with everything they could dream of. Even friends and family are but a call away, even ones they may have lost or parted on bad terms with. They also seem to have limitless funds and access to anything.

Sinners instinctively know that Lucifer is offering them endless desires if they just agree to a task... is it so simple though?

Of course this little shared hallucination can't last forever. Sinners snap out of it soon and they'll find themselves in the room they started in. If they take a look at the contract, they'll find a simple proposal:

Outside the gates of this community is uncharted territory full of various dangers and far more imposing demons than have been allowed within. But there are several artifacts that Lucifer desires scattered throughout Hell itself. Be brave and find them, and you and your partner will be given a respite from your daily punishment. A week out of Hell, given at Lucifer's discretion, for a job successfully completed.

However, breathe a word of this task to anyone beyond your partner, and you may face harsh consequences.

As always, Lucifer is willing to give sinners time to talk among themselves before making a decision. If you both decide to take on this task, a drop of blood will be more than enough to seal the contract. Remember that pledging yourself to Satan may not be quite the path to redemption though...

While characters discuss their options, they will be allowed to spend one night in the suites. They may also take another gander into the mirror...

Prompt II
Warnings: sex, potential kinks, violence, non-con or dub-con.

With the carnival going on for two weeks, and more people focused on getting their rush in an entirely different way for the most part, the succubi and incubi are starting to feel just a bit starved. This leads to impatience and agitation. They tried so hard to be good during the festivities, putting on their best behavior, but they can't wait any longer.

The constant, horrible weather outside hasn't done much for business at the club, and it's simply not helping matters at all. Deciding to take things into their own hands, it seems the demons have come up with their own plans and solutions since Lucifer hasn't given them any yet.

The demons have decided to take unsuspecting guests at the hotel. Whatever sinners are doing from taking a nice stroll or settling in for a good night's sleep, they'll find their surroundings changing beneath their feet. It will all fade away to an unfamiliar room where the ravenous demons surround them. It seems the succubi and incubi want their own show finally.

The clowns, after all, were decidedly not sexual. The energy hadn't been the same.

They've chosen sinners a partner, whether they're their usual type or not. They don't care. You can simply make it work. They've furnished a bed and any sort of sexual aids you could want from the basics to toys to instruments of pain.

If you're a bit performance shy, you'll find they don't particularly care. For every instance sinners resist, they'll find themselves in a certain amount of pain. Perhaps it's as minor as a headache that will grow steadily worse or tiny, painful cuts that seem to magically appear. Perhaps it's even a little electric zap to get you moving.

Either feed them or be tormented, that's the game.

The demons may have special requests that range anywhere from plain vanilla sex to partners having to endure pain to someone having to permanently mark another as theirs, whether they know each other or not.

If sinners really want to get out, then they have to participate whether they want to or not.

MISC.

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penancerp's third TDM! Please note that all prompts are opt-out and players are more than welcome to come up with their own ideas while exploring the hotel and hell outside. There's a locations page that describes the library and the club a bit more thoroughly, if you're interested in sending your characters exploring these establishments!

Because these prompts count as game canon, current players are more than welcome to do their own top levels for these prompts in the meme itself or logs community.

All that we ask is that you remember to put clear warnings on any potentially triggering content! Warn for sex, including underage or incest, violence, abuse, non-con, etc. Please put these warnings in a visible place, either by the prompt itself or in the subject line. This isn't just a suggestion but a requirement to participate in the game.

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He moves his hand until Steve is spent, only then moving his hand away in favor of bringing his arms around the man still on top of him. He gives a breathless chuckle as he turns his head, brushing a brief kiss wherever he can reach.

"You were quite a sight, Captain."

Steve was already flushed but his cheeks went painfully red, even as he smiled. He buried his face in the man's neck, slumping against Thor bonelessly, his arms wound around the man's shoulders. For the moment. He only needed a little time to recover, and he knew Thor deserved quite a thank you for that little handjob. It had been remarkably satisfying, if slightly embarrassing.

He kissed Thor's neck, nuzzling the man's jaw, "Hope that's a good thing? I just need another minute or two and I'm good to go again, but I can certainly start doing something for you now. If you want?" Steve gave the man a teasing smile, meeting Thor's eyes, one hand already drifting down that massive chest. He couldn't help it! It wasn't often he had access to someone just as muscled as he was, "I'd like to use more than a hand though, unless that's a problem."

His arms curl loosely around Steve, content to let the man catch his breath for now. He lets out a sigh as he tilts his head a bit, enjoying the affection.

"You can do as you wish, Steve... I have no doubt that it will be enjoyable." Very little doubt at all, really. He lets out a sigh, arching into his hand as it explores.

"Well, I'll certainly do my best."

He didn't take long to put actions to words. Both his hands moved over Thor's chest, stroking the man's pecs before teasing the nipples. He watched Thor's face, curious. Would his friend enjoy that? Was it something he especially liked? Steve didn't feel like he knew enough about Thor to just make the best choices, even in sex. He wanted to know what drove the man wild, and that took both effort and observation. Not that he was unhappy about that kind of effort!

Thor hums quietly under the touch, eyes half-shut as he looks over Steve. He reaches out to brush fingers over the side of his face - and then to gently try to guide him into a proper kiss. "Come here."

Steve leaned into the soft caress and bent his head happily, covering Thor's mouth with his. Fuck watching. Watching was lonely at the moment. He groaned into Thor's mouth and opened his own wide, tongue moving to taste and tease his friend. Steve's hands continued to play, stroking and petting. All those muscles! Honestly, he so rarely spent time with someone his own size . . .

"Thor . . . Favorite? Have you . . . a favorite?" The words were gasped between kisses, his hands slowly moving lower on the man's chest. He wanted to be sure Thor enjoyed himself to the utmost; his friend deserved only the best after all!

Thor meets the kiss eagerly, lips parting into it to welcome deepening it. His own hands trail over his back, nails raking gently over Steve's back slowly.

"I have many favorites," he teases before he nips at his lower lip. "What do you enjoy the most? If you could do anything..."

"Suck you. I'd suck you." The words came fast and sharp between kisses and he caught the man's eye with a faintly sheepish look. There was just something about giving head that drove him wild, and Steve was good at it. He got practice any chance he could, taking advantage of the fact that most men seemed perfectly happy to get someone to do it to them.

He shivered at the feel of Thor's nails on his spine, rocking his hips again without really noticing, already starting to get hard again. His own arousal was never that important. What he craved was seeing Thor with his head thrown back, moaning and squirming under him . . .

"Can I? Please?"

He lets out a low noise against Steve's lips at that, parting his own to give a playful nip.

"Anything you want." Who is he to say no to that offer? Particularly when he's rather eager to see the sight.

"We'll have to move..." Or at least he'll have to move on to the edge of the tub."

Steve made a happy sound and slid off Thor's lap, sad to go but eager for more play. He didn't ask permission, just scooped the big man up in his arms and plopped Thor down on the edge of the pool, already pushing between the man's legs and spreading them wide open with a wicked smirk. he ran his hands along the insides of Thor's thighs, leaning in to lick and kiss a path up the man's chest toward his mouth again, fingers teasing every closer to Thor's erection.

"That wasn't too hard. Now tell me handsome. There anything you particularly like? I'm always happy to spice things up with special requests . . ."

"Hey--" There's a surprised noise when he's lifted up so easily, but-- then there's a laugh. Not many could hope to carry him like that... it's rather impressive. The amusement fades into a moan when Steve's mouth goes to work, mouth on his chest. He tilts his head back with a sigh, eyes drifting shut for a moment.

"I think your mouth is more than enough... but you needn't worry about being gentle with me."

"Surprising, huh? It's nice though, right? Having someone pick you up?" Steve was just a tiny bit hesitant. He'd never done more than kiss any of the other Thors he'd met and he wasn't nearly as confident as usual. Being with Thor was sort of special. And maybe a tiny bit intimidating . . .

He watched Thor's face as he sucked at a nipple, lifting a brow. Just his mouth was fine with Steve, but was that really all the man wanted? Steve was pretty vanilla by default, but he didn't mind trying out new things if people wanted to experiment. Then again . . . His hands finally found Thor's erection and he stroked it with one hand, the other playing with the man's balls. He'd get his mouth down there eventually.

"Sure?"

"It is a rather interesting experience," he agrees, voice low and soft as Steve's mouth moves over him. He arches under the attention, a sigh leaving his lips.

And then there's a soft groan that leaves his lips, head tilting back. "I'm sure... are you, Steve?"

He lifts a hand to tangle through Steve's hair, pushing through it affectionately.

He leaned into the touch with a groan, eyes closing even as his hands continued a slow, tender caressing of the man's erection and balls, "Oh yeah. I've wanted to do this for ages. Started thinking about it back on the island but it just never seemed to happen. I just don't wanna be a disappointment . . ."

Steve flushed and ducked his head, going back to the other nipple before moving even lower. Back home, before the island or the hotel, he'd have never considered touching Thor so intimately. He hadn't really thought about anyone that way. Now? Now, if he felt emotionally close to someone, sex just seemed like the next logical step. Plus, Thor was ridiculously handsome and Steve wanted his hands on those damned big muscles! Unfortunately, it didn't stop him from making a fool of himself from time to time.

Thor's breath comes in heavier as Steve continues, biting at his lower lip briefly against the shiver of pleasure that works up his spine. "You are hardly a disappointment."

He couldn't imagine him being one. He brings up his hand to brush through Steve's hair, tangling through it loosely.

Steve paused to push his head into Thor's hand, reveling in the touch. If there was one way to get to him fast, it was through his hair. He moaned softly before going back to getting his mouth down into the man's lap, mumbling against Thor's belly.

"You can pull. Like it kinda rough, if you feel like it. 'M sturdy enough for just about anything . . ." His hand slid up and down Thor's erection, the motion slow and playful as he dragged his tongue over hard muscles, "You taste good . . ."

His hand tightens in Steve's hair at the reassurance, breath catching at the drag of a slick tongue over his length. He lets out a soft groan, head tipping back after a moment.

"You're good..."

"I like it."

That was all he said before he opened his mouth wide and swallowed Thor's erection to the root. He groaned around his mouthful, throat and tongue vibrating against the man's dick as he held still, savoring the taste. His hands slid around to grasp Thor's hips as he slowly lifted his head, pausing at the tip to suck just a little, working his tongue into the slit before sliding back down with another deep moan. God the man tasted good! And he was so big!

Thor's breath catches in his throat as a warm, slick mouth surrounds his cock. His muscles tense, resisting the urge to buck as Steve works over his cock with skill he hadn't been entirely expecting. his hand drops to tangle through short hair, holding on loosely.

"Ah-- Steve," he pants roughly, planting one hand on the floor beside him, holding on.

The hand in his hair was wonderful, though the man could have pulled a lot harder and still not have bothered him a bit. Back on the island, Steve had spent a lot of time teaching himself how to give head because he genuinely liked doing it. And Erik had taught him how to deep throat, though it had been a violent and not entirely willing education. Still, Steve appreciated it, and he didn't hold it against the man. The island had done terrible things to all of them at one time or another.

Thor could have thrust, and he'd probably tell the man that eventually, but Steve was just as glad he didn't yet. Sucking and bobbing his head slowly let him savor the taste and shape of the man's erection. And Thor had a great erection. His fingers pressed into the hard muscles of Thor's hips, loving everything.

His hand tightens through Steve's hair as he keeps moving, letting himself focus on the hot, slick mouth around his cock, the slow pace he's setting. It's enough to draw out a needy groan as his expression pinches up with pleasure.

"Steve," he murmurs. "Don't stop."

He flicked his eyes up to meet Thor's as he smirked around his mouthful, shifting his hands to the man's sides. Steve gave a slight squeeze and let his hips sway a little, his own erection bobbing and completely ignored. He'd already come once and waiting for another was the last thing he minded. The best part of sex was denying himself a climax while he got someone else off. The implications of his actions was to encourage Thor to move, if he wanted. In fact, the man could pin him down and fuck his face and Steve wouldn't complain. He'd be too busy moaning with pleasure!

Steve groaned around Thor's dick and deep throated it, pausing and just holding there to suck and feel the stretch. It was so good!

Thor follows the encouragement, giving a slow roll of his hips forward to see how he handles it. As good as it feels, and looks, he has no desire to hurt Steve doing this either.

He gives a needy groan, twitching as pleasure shoots long his nerves. His fingers tangle in tighter through his hair.

Steve groaned at the thrust and gave a faint nod, his fingers digging into the hard muscle of Thor's thighs again. God he wanted so much more than just one blowjob! He wanted to spoil Thor rotten, wring every last moan from the man and suck down every drop of cum. Steve wanted Thor to just lay back and enjoy. Well, not at the moment, but in general.

He bobbed his head, going from the root until he reached the tip, teasing the slit and sucking hard before going down all the way again. Giving head was a privilege Steve took very seriously, especially with a friend.

"Steve," he breathes roughly, rolling his lips in slow, steady motions. He doesn't want to choke or hurt Steve, but it's rather difficult to stay entirely still when he's being so eager, so accommodating.

His fingers tangle tighter through his hair, a low noise leaving him. "That's good..."

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