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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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zunge: (we're being watched)

[personal profile] zunge 2022-05-02 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He raises a brow at the "Mad Men" reference.]

Sounds old-fashioned, wearing socks long enough to need that. What's Mad Men?
conradachenleck: (I would do anything for LOVE)

Follow Me Down~

[personal profile] conradachenleck 2022-05-02 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Conrad's no stranger to the speed dating game, he's been roped into participating before. It wasn't so bad after all was said and done, he'd thought, but this time it's different. While he enjoys dressing to the nines, he's never entertained wearing anything resembling lingerie. When the demons snatch him up and insist he change, he winds up in a very Rocky Horror-esque ensemble, with heels, fishnets, corset, and garters. In the end, he's just glad they've left his glasses alone and didn't force him to wear any makeup.

Maybe he shouldn't be so self-conscious, since he doesn't look so different from anyone else in the club, but he can't help but feel like everyone is staring at him. He has to stick out, he's not the type of guy who can pull off wearing this sort of thing. He does appreciate that the heels give him some height, but that's it.

When a demon escorts him or, rather, bullies him to his table a feeling of dread overwhelms him. Is it better or worse to be paired up with someone he knows? Before he can even think about it, his entire upper body turns a shade of bright pink as he realizes he's being led right toward Velma. And she looks amazing while he looks, well, like how he looks... Without a word, he sinks down into his seat and makes a futile attempt to hide in the sparkly boa draped around his shoulders.

After a brief pause, he figures he shouldn't just sit there, but considering he's a little overwhelmed with embarrassment he's incapable of saying much at the moment.
]

... Velma... Hi...
conradachenleck: (Hold my hand harder)

[personal profile] conradachenleck 2022-05-02 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
It's not that kind of hospital. You'll want to avoid going there if you can.

[He rubs his temples as he has a flashback of his most recent visit to said hospital. It'll definitely haunt him for a while...]

I don't think we can really get sick. But I don't know, I suppose stranger things have happened. [Maybe everyone could get the plague at some point, who knows?]
chaos_magnet: 'The ploughman' (Boötes)

Sorry for the delay, RL sad things.

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-05-02 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Op, whoa, hey there.

[ His tone is gentle, making the woman aware that she's backing up into him and not being fussed over the unexpected literal run-in. He merely brings up both hands to lightly set to the side of Sally's shoulders, briefly keeping them there in part to ensure she doesn't fall as well as an added, physical alert of the whole backing-up-into-someone thing.

[ James tends to wear his Roci jumpsuit whenever taking on a tasks like cleaning and today is no different. With the top zipped down and hanging at his waist, it conceals the tag with his surname, but the ship's name remains on display from behind. ]
chaos_magnet: 'Celestial wolf' → Canis Major (Tiān Láng 天狼)

[personal profile] chaos_magnet 2022-05-02 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He mumbles nonsense and does one of those shifty dances in faux complaint, throwing in a "That was different" at the end. The smile contained in his eyes has finally won out and taken over his mouth, a mouth he inches closer to Bela's, head canted ever so slightly. "How about an extra day with Baphy and a ride in the Tunnel of Love? That seem like a decent enough deal for you, Miss Talbot?"

James only adds their 'co-parenting' stuffy for the sheer ridiculousness. What he cares more about, of course, is the cutesy, carnival ride.
cleptes: ((19))

[personal profile] cleptes 2022-05-02 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
They're centimetres apart by now and all she wants to do is close the gap entirely by kissing him. But this is nice, when they're having fun and teasing each other, and James is being especially cute. "Oh, you drive a hard bargain, Mr. Holden." She pretends to be serious for a moment. "However, I agree to your terms which we absolutely must seal with a kiss. A handshake won't suffice."

Finally, Bela closes that gap to brush her lips against his. Already feeling giddy and full of that affection that she absolutely has towards him.
dyaddyissues: (128)

reach up high.

[personal profile] dyaddyissues 2022-05-02 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's been a good long while since Kylo has been in one of these rooms. When he's grabbed by two demons it definitely ignites a stab of panic in him that has him struggling against them until he spots the room contents and the other occupant. No bloody knives on the table this time, just the lists. It's not the hospital.

He's shoved into the seat without any preamble, causing him to roll his eyes as the door is slammed behind him.

He doesn't even bother attempting to budge it. His lightsaber isn't on him, anyways, it's back in his room while he works out the recent damage to it's casing.

The scowl on his face deepens as Jesse starts talking. ]


You're probably going to need to be more specific than that.

[ Kylo Ren trying to stall for time? Never. ]
Edited 2022-05-02 22:24 (UTC)
jedied: (216)

follow me down

[personal profile] jedied 2022-05-02 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Rey has been drinking a bit, too, despite her general distaste for anything that makes her feel less herself. But at least by now she's worked out just how much will put her to sleep without leaving her ill the next morning.

This girl, on the other hand, looks like she's in the middle of making really bad decisions, possibly without even realizing it. Rey has been half-listening sympathetically until she really registers that telltale hazy look and slurred speech of someone who's definitely had enough. She slides a glass of water toward the girl with a sympathetic smile.

"Here, drink this next, or you're going to really regret everything in a few hours."
yeahmagnets: (uncertain)

[personal profile] yeahmagnets 2022-05-02 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Specific?

[ Jesse makes a face, looking across the table at Kylo. ]

What, you tryin' to be stuck in this room for another eternity?

[ A scoff. ]

Listen, man. I didn't exactly live a Leave It to Beaver lifestyle. Lies? They came easy.

[ But maybe Kylo's right...he ought to be more specific, because that door hasn't opened up to release them at Jesse's half-assed confession. He lets out a sigh and tips his head back, looking towards the dingy ceiling dramatically in thought. ]

Okay, so. I told the wife of my business partner that I was sellin' him weed, when really we were cooking meth together. She found my number somehow and confronted me in my yard. I thought she was there to bust me, like, really put my feet to the fire, but. She accused me of sellin' him weed, scolded me for doing it. She said I oughtta find a better business venture. I just went along with it. Didn't correct her. Didn't come clean.

[ A sigh. Maybe a little tinge of guilt. A look across the table at Kylo, searching his features for any hint of disgust at his confession. Not that he doesn't deserve some scrutiny. ]

She was pregnant. Maybe I shoulda' told the truth. Stopped everything in its tracks. I don't know. There's a lot I'd do different if I had another crack at it.

[ Jesse shrugs up his shoulders, baggy hoodie shifting on his skinny frame. ]
egregoroi: (2377748 (23))

[personal profile] egregoroi 2022-05-03 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Roland's dead, Roland's dead, Roland's dead. It's a sickening mantra that won't leave her head, that she hides her face into the soft fur for as long as she can to try and smother it out. At least to that, making Mordecai's job of keeping her from falling off, where she stays low and hidden.

It's only when she feels them stop that she lifts herself up. She can't hold it in anymore. It's graceless, sliding from the side of the creature, man, she doesn't know, to the ground with a thud. Can't walk. Legs won't listen, not properly anyway, and she has to crawl away from them. Pulling herself on weak arms. "Stay here. Stay away from me."

Because this pain, this misery, always had to go somewhere. This life that was so pointless, as Mordecai had said. All of it had come to nothing. Had to become something, because she was a person. Not a voice, not a machine, just a girl, with tremendous, terrifying power that as she gets as far as she can manage on her hands and knees, crumples in. Not with rage, nothing so majestic.

Just the pitiful sound of a screamed cry. Rocking her body in small, as one broken sob becomes another. Becomes another, building on themselves until the light in her finally spills over. The burning white marks that ebb and flow, rip out of her back to huge white wings of purple-tinged light. The arcs of lightning that ball and rip apart the air around her, the distortion that comes with it. The empty space that briefly becomes the walls of the control core, white and metal, unforgivingly cold, becomes the plains of Pandora, empty desert for miles and miles -

Becomes a little girl's bedroom. Pastel colors, stuffed toys, a bed with flowers on the quilt and drawings on the walls made in thick crayons with clumsy lines. Nothing so strange to a hundred other rooms like it. But one drawing, out of all the others, depicts the crudely formed figures - four of them. That with little arrows pick out each one: Brick, Lilith, Mordecai, Roland and labels them simply: new friends.

Because it wasn't about Roland - what was Roland to her? What was she to any of them? Nothing. Less than nothing. Worse than nothing. Nothing didn't hurt them. Nothing didn't kill them. But she had gotten them hurt. She had betrayed them. Lied to them. When they were all she had ever had. That the pain, the misery, the utter agony of dying not quickly, but over years and years at Jack's hand, she had tried to find some meaning to at least, her death, that she could finally be something in their life that wasn't all those things.

But in the end? She couldn't even manage that.
the_amazing: (Brooding on the Ledge)

[personal profile] the_amazing 2022-05-03 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
He hadn't actually expected the literal devil to respond to him, and he leans back against the wall he'd been standing next to, trying to figure out the best way to put the jumble of thoughts in his head into a coherent sentence.

"This might be a weird question, but are you the only Lucifer... Satan... supernatural being of like twenty thousand names?" Peter shifts uncomfortably as he tries to work through that. "Or are there different yous in different worlds? I'm only asking because... I met you once before, back home. Or I met a you."
egregoroi: (2377748 (3))

[personal profile] egregoroi 2022-05-03 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
The world spins a sickening technicolor whirl of colors, sounds, and worst of all smells. Smells of people, shops, items, food, smells she had long forgotten, having been locked away so long. The closeness, warmth, touching, is claustrophobic, overwhelming and choking until she feels like she is. Her eyes shut, her feet stumble, but this sudden new person moves her and she clings back to their side as best she can when her knees feel like they're going to give out.

It's a pitiful sound that croaks out of her. "It's just so loud... I just want it to stop."
Edited 2022-05-03 00:29 (UTC)
tricktofalling: PB: Alba Flores (spy)

[personal profile] tricktofalling 2022-05-03 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
I feel as those torture isn't very conducive to redemption. But I have to admit, I do not know much of Hell and these things. It doesn't exist in my faith.
tricktofalling: PB: Alba Flores (little suli girl)

[personal profile] tricktofalling 2022-05-03 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
I'd never heard of it until about five years ago
Something else. Little town called Darrow, on a coast somewhere. Showed up one day and never left
Couldn't leave
Until now I suppose
hydrastomping: (pic#15647532)

[personal profile] hydrastomping 2022-05-03 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He offers his device without considering it, leaning a little closer to get a better look at it. He's barely figured out how the thing turns on so far.]
deaddrop: (blestia sarcocuon)

[personal profile] deaddrop 2022-05-03 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[She takes the device and sends her own device a video message, pulling out the older style device so he can see the two different screens at once.]

See, what did I tell you?
holeinwall: (I will creep)

[personal profile] holeinwall 2022-05-03 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ She makes a face at the lemon she's just picked up. ] Neither have I, really.

[ Really inspiring confidence, there.

Thankfully, the demons were kind enough to give her a recipe, which she manages to dig out from under the cooler of ice near her feet. How it got there, who knows, but all that matters is she has it now! ]


Okay! So first I, er... [ She squints at the sheet. ] Juice some lemons. Right. I can do that. I cooked plenty in Hellburbia!

[ Cooked plenty, sure, but she didn't cook well. Squalo kept the poor Mutou family alive.

She picks up a lemon and the juicer she has, stares at the lemon, stares at the juicer, stares at the lemon...

With a shrug, she pulls over a cutting board and starts hacking away, then does her best to get some juice out of the quarters. ]


Do you ever stop to think about how someone took this totally sour thing [ --she holds up a lemon piece-- ] and randomly stuck it in their mouth and decided it was edible?
hydrastomping: (pic#15647547)

[personal profile] hydrastomping 2022-05-03 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Steve is too focused to notice that he's being stared at, overwhelmed by the overload of new information. But when Bucky settles down across from him, he doesn't show a hint of surprise about it. Of course Bucky's here. After you meet your maker, you're supposed to get to spend the rest of eternity with the people who mean the most to you. Bucky's always right there beside him, unless he's off chasing some skirt.]

Mornin', Buck. This place sure is something, ain't it?
the_amazing: (Head Tilt)

[personal profile] the_amazing 2022-05-03 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
He waits while her drink is served, and tries to hide his smile at her confusion. It's surprisingly innocent for a ruthless killer.

"They put on different kinds of... how do I put this? Different sexual toys, like vibratory or whatever, they put them on you and they won't turn off or come out until you play some sort of game. For me and the other person I got paired with, it was cards, but they had lots of options."

He pokes at the umbrella she's still inspecting. "That's just a decoration for your drink. It doesn't do anything beyond that."
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Worried)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2022-05-03 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
You still don't have a clue where he might be? [He's aware their adventure a couple months back didn't seem to really yield results, but he was hoping something else happened. Setsuna's mouth twists into a frown.]

[He starts walking with Lucifer.]


Just 'cause we owe him a debt doesn't mean he needs to act like an assfuck. There's something in between all that.
lolidollie: (Preen~!)

[personal profile] lolidollie 2022-05-03 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[They will have to make due without.]

You're not my leader. [Doll says this with completely certainty and a lift of her chin. Butttt...she gives Monika a sly look at the idea of getting more points.]

Maybe you should stay here, then. They might think something's amiss. Have you tried this before?

My name is Doll. And my qualifications are I make the fire for Lord Uriel's tea everyday. [She answers them with all the importance, too.]
bestfuneralever: (N4_52)

[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2022-05-03 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
your world has different religions im guessing
thats how it was in the last place for me too. sea-side town we couldnt leave. too bad it was basically like living in a freaking horror movie
a really badly written one too

as much as this place sucks
and dont get me wrong it sucks the big one
but sometimes you meet really good ppl. and it doesnt really make it better but it makes the suffering more tolerable
if that makes sense?
some of the ppl i knew before felt like home.
krasnaya_smert: ...to make you stay. Why don't you show me that little bit of spine you've been saving for his mattress? (Crawling down your spine...)

ii. afterwards

[personal profile] krasnaya_smert 2022-05-03 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Natalia's visit could likely be chalked up to recon, however she deems it no longer worth it once it forces her into an "appropriate" outfit for the setting. Tame, compared to others, and yet when considered against the implications, without Aiden or Ray present, the outfit won't get much use beyond eye candy.

When Nat's demonic gaze catches a fellow redhead, she slinks over, delaying an exit to at least mingle with Rogue for a moment.
]

If you don't keep that robe, I will.

[ Because it's fabulous and looks even more so on her. ]
endofcompliance: (3.0 - Sarcastic Whatever Smile)

[personal profile] endofcompliance 2022-05-03 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bucky just smiles at first. It's too much like he remembers to be real, and yet...he's not. Not anymore.]

It's wrong about a lot of stuff. Something is one way of putting it.

[Pause.] You just get here?
yeahmagnets: (its the bomb (early))

Spring Cleaning

[personal profile] yeahmagnets 2022-05-04 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ After he's made his rounds at the carnival grounds, Jesse makes his way back to the hotel and notices people rummaging through boxes outside. Freebies are always welcome, so Jesse stands back and surveys the scene before he sidles up next to Yelena and starts digging through a nearby box, crouching down to get at it without straining his back too much.

He turns his head when Yelena speaks and he makes a face of approval, noting the ring she'd found. ]


Nice piece. That'd definitely fuck up someone's world if you hit 'em with it.

[ Not necessarily the first thought that should come to someone's mind when seeing a ring, but, well, Jesse comes from a time and place where watching his back was paramount and it seems that Hell is no different. He'd just escaped from Mercy some days back, where they'd managed to rip out a couple of his molars and experimented on him with drugs. It was traumatizing for him, but he's since learned that others had gone through much worse, so he can't really complain. Not as much as he'd like to, anyway. He's hoping to find some more ammo for his gun or maybe some more clothes. Clothing is hard to come by and, even though he's been washing his stuff, it would be nice to have at least one or two changes of clothing just in case. While he's looking through the boxes, a giant spider scuttles out from between two of them and Jesse initially falls back on his ass from his crouched position. ]

Fuck!

[ He cusses, startled. He has a strange affinity for bugs and lesser creatures, though. Call him someone who roots for the underdogs. At least the non-poisonous ones. The spider runs back and hides between the boxes, scared of Jesse at first but then, when he stills and puts his hand out, it starts inching forward until it tentatively touches his palm with its fuzzy front legs. ]

Hey little guy; it's a'right. I ain't gonna hurt you...

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