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TEST DRIVE MEME #34

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, And it seems to linger for a long time. There is nothing at all. It must be lonely. But it won’t be forever.

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
"Rise and shine, darling!" Lucifer's voice booms within everyone's minds one fine morning, and sinners will almost feel how infectious his good mood is. And what does he not have to feel good about? They've rescued sinners from Mammon's latest antics and now they can hopefully move on with their lives, without any further interference. "Those who have been here for a while will know that the annual Carnival is well on its way. This time, I would like to assure all of you that I have taken every utmost precaution to ensure it's a good event for everyone from beginning to end!"

"Regardless of what my father would like to see, I would like to reward all of you for standing at my side. All of you havedisplayed astounding bravery and care for your fellow sinners and demons alike. This deserves a reward in my book. So no torture, no pain, no zoos to be forced into... just a bit of fun and games. This time, the clowns have been told to mind their manners!"!

Some of the sinners who have been here since the beginning may feel their stomachs clench in fear at the mere thought of a carnival, but the atmosphere is... happy. Demons are being far kinder than they have been in the past, approaching with kinder requests to help. Some may get a little rough around the edges, may shove or criticize or look like they want to hit, but be patient! Hell is all they really know and those old habits die hard at times! They got the spirit at least...

To show their thanks, they're bringing out cans of Speed Energy again (can you guess the secret ingredient?) that will have sinners absolutely buzzing to help. Decorations need to be placed, rides need to be set, tables for vendors and games. It seems like the beginning of some sort of tunnel of love is being put together by Lilith and the sex demons...

Lucifer is even walking around personally supervising and checking in on sinners with enthusiam and warmth. There may be an air of nervousness about him -- he is technically disobeying God and they still haven't found Emmanuel, but he's putting on a brave face at least!

For those who'd rather opt out of manual labor, some of the succubi have set up lemonade stands. They're offering cups for kisses - and don't worry! They're inviting sinners to join in the fun and take over some of the stands!

There's also some late Spring Cleaning going on around the hotel and guests will find boxes of items left outside to rummage through that may include newer clothes, games, and other sources of entertainment. There may even be the odd weapon or two! Staff will not say no if anyone wants to give them a bit of a and with the cleaning and dusting either... it seems the large spiders have come back in to try to spin their webs and stay. Don't worry! Even though they may rival a chihuahua, these guys tend to be docile and friendly. Be careful you don't accidentally adopt a pet!




Reach Up High
WARNINGS: blood, torture

"My dear guests!" Lucifer greets as sinners are led to a room with two seats and a table in between. They then will be made to sit by two burly demon escorts.

"What I am asking of you is rather simple... pick a sin from your contract, any sin, and explain how you got to that point. Simple enough, yes? Perhaps gaining a better understanding of what made you sin in the first place will clear a path into avoiding situations like this in the future, as well as form that all too important human connection that I'm told some of you are desperately needing. Please don't try to get out of it... I really would rather not punish you.".

And true to his word, so long as sinners comply and share what made them perform a sin on their list, they'll be let go. If, after five minutes, nothing has been shared, a headache will begin. The pain will gradually increase until it floods the body. Nosebleeds may begin to happen, so will bleeding out the ears or eyes. Eventually, a sinner may even lose a sense for a 24 hour period.

Is it really worth potentially going blind just to get out of a little bit of talking? Come now...

(Effects should begin 5 comments in and gradually worsen until sinners either give in or start to lose one of their senses. After this, they'll be released from the room regardless whether they complied or not)


Follow Me Down

Prompt I
WARNINGS: Potentials for sex, aphrodisiacs, non/dub-con, etc.

Club Penance has decided to don a new theme for the night! The theme is lingerie. The staff now wear more modest lingerie reminiscent of the '50s. Elegant, pretty, tantalizing. Or maybe it's just the aphrodisiacs in the air and food that make one feel that way.

They are also insisting everyone else put on lingerie as well. Don't worry! It's not old fashioned and anything that suites your fancy will be available. Try to skip out? Guests will find it magically appear on them... and possibly not in the theme they'd choose for themselves. If magic fails, the staff or local demons may take it upon themselves to slip it on the poor sinner themselves.

Swinging is an event happening tonight. Put your key from Hotel Penance or Hellburbia into a hat, another sinner draws it out... whoever gets your key will be your lucky partner for the night for any kind of fun! Sinners may find their keys disappearing and appearing in the hat entirely without their knowledge... but staff will be very persistent about follow-through! There will be rooms available for fun in the Club, for those who'd rather not go back to their personal rooms.

Other than that, oddly enough tables have been set up for romantic dinners, private rooms are available for sexual activities (not all of these are vanilla. There are toys and machines and anything else one could want, including costumes or things to suit any fetish). There's also live entertainment in the form of dancing or sexual performances on stages around the club. Volunteers are more than welcome!

For those not partnered up, there's speed dating where demons will lead a prospective partner to your table for a little bit of a chat and a drink. They may not always get your tastes spot on, but hopefully it's entertaining for all involved! if sinners find their drinks seem to have a little extra aphrodisiac added to them, oh well. It was probably an honest mistake.

Those who are attached, either via Casino Styx or through other means may find themselves growing oddly loving or possessive of one another. Jealousy and the urge to claim their partner (even in public) will grow substantially throughout the night. While it may not always result in violence and instead be enthusiastically embraced by both parties, it may also result in the urge to leave marks or claim in darker ways. Collaring their partners, leaving their names, etc. They're yours and don't you want everyone to know that?

Alcohol does flow freely around the club and usual demonic drugs or party drugs are available on demand.


Prompt II
WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con

With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.

Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.

There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.

There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.

Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.


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egregoroi: (2377748 (21))

[personal profile] egregoroi 2022-04-28 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
His difference at this point was just one more thing, with a bleak expression she takes him in, unchanged by his presence and its strangeness for the first few seconds where her glowing eyes fix on him bleakly.

Until he touches her. Soft, gentle, like the teddy she had as a little girl. How long since she had gentle things? Too long. One touch and she flinches like a startled mouse. Her arms locked into her as quickly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just wanted my life to mean something. Just once, it was all I had left-"

For Mordecai, no doubt for Lilith and Brick and all the other vault hunters, she was a flicker of a person. A death amoungst all the others.

But to find out that it was entirely, once again, pointless?

Her small breathes get deeper, the nausea, and her powers with it, getting stronger. "I need to go. I need to go somewhere else." It's all she can manage for the little Mordecai's words trickle in, and no doubt, not the way he intended. Or maybe it was? Didn't she deserve it. All of it?

(Calm down, Angel, this is why you need the collar, you're a danger to everybody.)
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[personal profile] egregoroi 2022-04-28 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I mean, nothing's really illegal on Pandora... there aren't laws... except for the bandit clans, I guess? But they're the ones doing cannibalism the most I guess..."

She's still stalling. Perhaps because it's easier. Telling people about herself has been unallowed for so long, it doesn't come easy.

"... and I feel bad about most of it, I guess. I didn't want to do most of it... I just never got much of a choice so now..."
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[personal profile] egregoroi 2022-04-28 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Smiling up at her new companion, she is pleasant enough, ghostly pale, rings under her eyes, but it's something pleasant to at that has to almost at total ease with the world. Even if it's hell, apparently.

"I don't mind. I'm used to... demanding situations, and this isn't so bad. I am just sorry I'm a little weak right now."
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reach up high

[personal profile] bottle 2022-04-28 08:45 am (UTC)(link)

Yennefer doesn't really understand the use of these sessions -- she doesn't really regret most of the things she's done. She did what she had to to survive -- why should she feel bad about that? The Continent is a harsh and cruel place, you survive or you die.

She didn't want to die. She won't apologize for that.

Still, the woman in front of her perks her interest.

"Why do you consider it a public service?"

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[personal profile] birdpapi 2022-04-28 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, good. As soon as that familiar rumble sounds behind him, he relaxes a little. As far as controlling or containing a siren's power, Ferroc probably can't, because that's not something you just do that easily. When it comes to being a nice, calming presence, though, Ferroc is undoubtedly the better option.

Mordecai doesn't even take offense to what is basically an accusation because, well, he's absolutely at fault here. He won't deny that. When Ferroc squeezes himself between them, he'll even take a step back and make room.

"Help her, Ferroc? We need a big, open space. Preferably outside the gates, if we can make it."
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[personal profile] acaseofyou 2022-04-28 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She shrugs, as if none of this is a big deal. The incident itself, the room, the weird ask to display remorse inherent to the exercise. It's honestly about the same level of interpersonal posturing as a basic night in Elysium, only with more demons and potential torture.

"The police were trying to shut down a demonstration, not even a big one or anything. They had one of the speakers in the backseat of the car about to take him in, so I smashed a tail light with the end of my sign while everyone was crowding the car to keep them from taking off. Mostly it just delayed them, but better than just letting it happen. Probably kept them from getting more folks."

Birdie pauses at that, considering, before rolling her eyes. "My list has it down as destruction of property. What about you?"
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Reach Up High / cw: mention of suicide

[personal profile] bluecircuit 2022-04-28 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nebula isn't particularly thrilled either, glaring down at her list of sins with a curled lip. At least this one didn't involve cuts or carving the sins into skin... that's something.]

I will go. [She puts on a face to try and exude indifference to the entire thing, glancing again at her list, settling on 'Murder of Self'.]

I killed myself. Not as in I committed suicide. But I murdered a version of myself from an alternate timeline. It had been necessary to protect my sister. Or more accurately... her sister.
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Follow Me Down

[personal profile] bluecircuit 2022-04-28 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Nebula hadn't been particularly keen on lingerie either and despite her attempts to slip past and to the bar without changing, they'd somehow managed to force her into some white lacy lingerie in the stead of her usual attire. She isn't shy, per se, but looks far from comfortable as she approaches the bar.

She'd needed a stiff drink before, now she needed about ten when she approaches the bar where Peter is sitting and she is suddenly grateful for what they'd chosen for her to wear.

"You look ridiculous." Although her gaze does linger on his backside that's being accentuated by the tight lacy back of the underwear.
chaos_magnet: 'The horse's navel (Pegasus)' → Andromeda. (Alpheratz)

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-04-28 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He puts on airs, making an empty grimace that contradicts the delight in his muddy colored eyes. "Tchk, ahh if I had known you'd be a needy girlfriend..." Sentence unfinished but implied, James glances up through lashes at Bela, one corner of his mouth betraying the playact and inching upwards in mischievous mirth.
chaos_magnet: 'The little horse' (Equuleus)

text ≛ un: Cervantes

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-04-28 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Spotify? What is that?

[ James is from ~the future~, and as such, we'll pretend Spotify didn't survive long enough to make to the twenty-fourth century. ]
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[personal profile] holeinwall 2022-04-28 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, thank God. A stranger who doesn't ask silly questions like "Why?" or "But is that right?" She needed someone who gets her! Though, darn...it would've been great if she'd come across a witch or something. ]

Okay, that's a few points against you. But your enthusiasm is good, so we can work with that. Also... [ She digs around in one of her dress pockets and pulls out a brightly-colored, cheap-looking lighter. All those boxes lying around had some useful stuff! ] I have this.

[ Sliding the lighter back into her pocket, she purses her lips then huffs. ] But it's not enough! I need a big fire.

[ She points off in the distance to where a bunch of construction's going on. ]

We need to burn down...the tunnel of love!

[ Cue dramatic music! ]
holeinwall: (Just close your eyes dear)

[personal profile] holeinwall 2022-04-28 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm always seeking the joys of love!

[ Much to her detriment. And to the detriment of others. She's more of a love menace, really. ]

Are you finally interested~?

[ Bonus: this'll probably be a great time to finally learn how to make lemonade! ]
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[personal profile] birdpapi 2022-04-28 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She reminds him far too much of Tina for him to actually be interested interested, but he's happy enough to play along with her game. In a sense. ]

I've found a source of bullets. Still wanna learn to shoot?
holeinwall: (You're just calling her in love!)

[personal profile] holeinwall 2022-04-28 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ SCREW THE LEMONADE. She jumps up and zips out of the stand so fast, it's almost like she'd teleported. ]

Do I?! You better believe it! I've got so much stress I need to work off!

[ Eagerly, she circles around him, almost like she's trying to sniff out the scent of these wonderful bullets. It probably has a distinct one she needs to learn to pick up on! ]

I've heard there might be weapons in all those boxes sitting outside. Is that where you found bullets? I bet I could find a gun of my own if I looked hard enough!

[ No one will ever bother her again! ]
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[personal profile] gravity_fissure 2022-04-28 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
In some ways, she reminded him of a much smaller version of Yasha, perhaps from her teenage years. It was welcoming in its own way; he did miss her. He missed all of the Nein, but would never wish for them to arrive.

“Do not let them abuse your kindness and willingness to help. And I am not referring only to the demons.”

His brow furrowed, and he offered the shade of his parasol. Magic could take a lot out of someone, depending how far along in their learning they were. “Would you like to sit down? I saw a bench not far off.”
chaos_magnet: 'Dust' (Default)

(( OOC ))

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-04-28 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
(( Do you want him comforting in Arrival, rescuing in Stand 1, or playing big bro in Follow?

p.s. I want to read the book now & I just adore Mae. Her? ))
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Re: (( OOC ))

[personal profile] oinkoink 2022-04-28 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
((I don't have any preference at all! Since the spiders are friendly, she'll be way more embarrassed in Stand 1, so whichever vibe suits you more? C:

And it's an interesting little book! It's several interconnected short stories so she's only in one of them, but I fell in love with her. Mae Whitman just really matched how I imagined her.))
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[personal profile] birdpapi 2022-04-28 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well-- That was quick. He blinks, and actually laughs a little, because this kind of eagerness to shoot a gun? That's something he can really appreciate. ]

Ah, no. Didn't know about that. We'll see if we can't find one. But ... [ and he crosses his arms, ] what about my lemonade?

[ No lemonade, no date. ]
acaseofyou: (51 ♫)

[personal profile] acaseofyou 2022-04-28 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Used to be something on my phone that could play nearly any album I wanted. It was a lot easier than trying to carry around a record collection.

[ The future can't have it all. To everything turn, turn, turn, like 8-track tapes becoming obsolete. ]
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[personal profile] the_amazing 2022-04-28 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
He knew someone would see him here. He's not exactly hiding at the bar, clutching a much-needed drink in hand. Still, having the first thing anyone says to him being a snide comment doesn't make him feel any better.

The white fabric does stand out against her blue skin, and Peter can't help but look her up and down. He squirms uncomfortably in an attempt to make the underwear ride up him less, but it's not really working.

"Thanks. Ridiculous is what I was going for." He tosses back the rest of the drink after the sarcastic reply.
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[personal profile] of_iron 2022-04-28 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. Well that's just not good. She looks like she needs a hug, or at least a grooming, but with the way she flinches from touch and Ferroc's own inexperience when it comes to most sorts of physical comforting it just might be impossible. Help? He doesn't even begin to imagine how to handle human breakdowns.

He's still going to try, of course. And maybe he'd be more suspicious of the whole thing, but in his mind, Mordecai is a decent guy. Surely he's not just talking for her out of some nefarious reason like maybe causing this situation to begin with.

"You don't need to apologize for that," he reassures the girl, trying to connect her words with the situation at hand as his whiskers shift contemplatively. She must have discovered she's dead and wasn't happy about it... no surprise. It was only natural for every sentient being to desire meaning. And it could be such a rare privilege. Most of his friends never got that. Not even their name in the status report, just little slivers of statistics. Iron Legion marksman. Three Pact soldiers. The bodies were burned.

He shakes his head, stepping a little back to give Angel some space, but also holding his arm out slightly, as if encouraging her to take it. It's small, but it's a gesture she has control over, and this may be something she needs.

"Some fresh air is always a good idea. Would it be okay if I keep you company?"
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[personal profile] bottle 2022-04-28 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)

"I only understood what half of those words meant, I must admit, but it sounds like you were protecting people."

Which some might say is heroic more than sinful, but in her experience what's considered good or evil all depends on who you're talking to. As it is Birdie is talking to someone who falls on the chaotic neutral part of the morality spectrum.

"Going against authority. This could apply to a few things -- I don't particularly like being told what to do -- but I assume it means the biggest offense. When I was ready to leave Aretuza, people found out about my elven heritage and wanted to send me to a backwater kingdom instead of where I had worked out I was going. So I made an impression on the king of Aedrin myself, and convinced him to take me as his advisor instead of Fringilla. The Brotherhood didn't care; and I didn't care that they didn't care."

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arrival

[personal profile] oinkoink 2022-04-29 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
In all honesty, Sally feels like she's about to throw up too--but having someone else, someone smaller and more delicate-looking than her (not that Sally would say it's hard to look more delicate than her) ask for help immediately grounds her. At least, it grounds her enough to shove down the worst of her own imminent breakdown.

"Oh, erm, yes, of course. Here--"

She awkwardly puts the other girl's arm around her shoulder and lets her lean on her, trying to ignore the tension in her body as she starts to guide them across the lobby.

"These couches should do. I mean, they look fine."

If they're even real. If any of this is real. If the person she's helping isn't some kind of elaborate illusion meant to throw her off guard. Sally's not sure she'd be able to tell the difference, at this point.
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un: oink

[personal profile] oinkoink 2022-04-29 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Do you mean like...some kind of Hell? Maybe. It's definitely something that people believe in and talk about, but I can't really say that I believed in it for certain. Until now, I mean. Mostly. I'm still on the fence that any of this is really real.
chaos_magnet: 'Horse's tail'. → Centaurus ; Chiron. (Mǎ Wěi)

Should ask a mod this, xD

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-04-29 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, yeah, we have something like that where I'm from too. The club has music via karaoke, a jukebox, and sometimes a DJ, though, for what it's worth...

[ James now wonders if their devices can play music...hmmm. ]

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