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TEST DRIVE MEME #38

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
Curiously, every television within Hell seems to be covered with a sheet and wrapped in chains. If one listens closely at night, they'll hear murmuring coming from them. If any curious newcomer should try to remove the coverings, they will find them magically enchanted in some way that makes this impossible, however. If asked, the staff will explain that they're undergoing a cleansing to remove a curse placed upon them by evildoers. If pressed further, they'll hear talks of The Veiled Order.

But not to worry! There's plenty to do. Helluvacup needs to be rebuilt so the coffee demon and his prized hell rat on a harness and leash quit wandering the halls... the staff is rather tired of being bitten! Additionally, it feels like reality is shifting more often to showing what the pristine hotel may actually look like. It hasn't been that long since the buildings were flooded by lava and utterly destroyed. The beautiful interiors were too good to be true, and the veneer is cracking more severely now. At times, the illusion drops to the burnt out husk of a building, to rotting wood and torn, old furniture. Sometimes it's jarring enough to leave one dizzy before it simply flashes back to normal. Unfortunately, whenever these glitches occur, it is entirely possible to find one's self in an entirely different room than they meant. Wanted to grab a midnight snack? Have fun in that blood room. Wanted to take an innocent pee, minding your own business? You may accidentally walk into someone's room.

In which case, it is probably very advisable to not relieve yourself and find a more suitable area. What could possibly go wrong?

At least there does seem to be a break in the heat? Hell is an almost comfortable temperature, but there are already talks of the dreaded Fall coming soon. In Hell, Fall tends to feel more like the dead of winter, bt hopefully, there will be a skip to the usual snow and frigid temperatures.

.


Reach Up High

Prompt I:
WARNINGS: drills, torture, blood, lobotomy

Part of redemption is suffering, Darlings. That’s why sinners are drawn here. They will hurt, but they will also learn to become better people. One way or another.

The demons who bring sinners here have tied them quite firmly into a contraption that forces them to recline back with their heads trapped in a vice. If they look up, they’ll be able to see the whirring flash of metal from an active drill poised just overhead. They can squirm if they’d like, but it might be unsettling for the person bound behind them. Before they can vocalize any questions, they’ll hear the sound of Lucifer’s warm, soothing voice.

"My dear guests, I’ve done a lot of thinking about what I can do to bring you closer together. Father often says that humans should love their fellow man. Maybe you just need some help building trust. I assure you that you’re both perfectly safe. If you stay still and chat, the drills will cause a little scratch, but nothing you can’t live through. Talk about your sins. Talk about your day. It’ll just take a few minutes before you can leave. Be nice, and whatever you do, don’t move a muscle."
It’s at this point that sinners might notice that although they are rendered immobile from the waist up, their legs are free. They can push back their chairs and avoid the drills which are suddenly moving forward. But since they’re bound to someone else, pushing back will send their partner forward into their drill and surely condemn them to a messy death. If neither sinner moves, they can both survive. The drills will move close enough to tear the skin at their foreheads and perhaps scratch the skull underneath, creating a mild concussion at worst. But if the sinners were unable to make peace and stop themselves from moving, the drill is quite capable of pushing past bone and into the soft flesh of the frontal lobe. You can technically live with the kind of brain damage caused by an injury there, but do you really want to do that to your new close friend?

You have three minutes to figure it out.


Prompt II
For those fortunate enough to escape the unplanned lobotomy, well, there's an easy task for you! As previously mentioned, Helluvacup and the hotel's own pool both need to be tidied up, or rebuilt in some cases. Any sinners who volunteer will be treated to free drinks and snacks, and receive appreciation from demonic staff. Plus, chipping in and helping your fellow sinners (and demons) is something God often encourages! It will be good for one sin removal overall. There will be building supplies, cleaning supplies, and anything else sinners need to push forward!

The staff also won't be put out if sinners would rather do a little bit of cleaning instead...

Besides, it's a rare opportunity to help import supplies to Hell. There are large crates of unnamed items, new furniture items, torture items, clothes, and more. There's also several boxes of nothing but pumpkin spice that veteran sinners, who know what every fall entails, may cringe at the sight of.


Follow Me Down

Prompt I
WARNINGS: fire, disobedience

Speaking of pumpkin spice and torture devices... Well, sinners may find the prime opportunity for a bit of a bonfire if they're so inclined. It seems some demons are not looking forward to the months of pumpkin spice flavored foods or, well, working, really. These are young, reckless demons, but they've decided to help some of these new shipments get 'lost' by starting a large bonfire in a secluded place in Penance proper. They'll be asking sinners to help out. They'll supply the booze as they watch everything burn later!

If questioned about it, the demons will insist that it's just another part of the importing project. Everyone's trying to tell you to grab the crates and haul them somewhere, right? Into the fire is somewhere. Of course it's fine! You get points for being good little boys and girls every time you shut up and do what you're told. Why would anyone lie about that?

Perhaps it will come as a surprise, then, that anyone who participates will receive one sin added to their contract in the form of arson.


Prompt II
WARNINGS: sex, aphrodisiacs, non-con, etc.

Club Penance has new shots for all to try! Eager incubi and succubi stand around with trays of them, eager to pass them off under the strobe lights and pounding music. The air is sweeter than even usual, the demons amping up the aphrodisiacs to ensure everybody has a good time, and there's plenty encouragement to get lost in the atmosphere. These shots all have a unique influence, although that part may have been left out... Oops.

Apple: Causes one to fall lust with the first person they see. They will absolutely be overwhelmed with the desire to have them and do whatever they must to receive their affections.
Cinnamon: Causes one to fall into love with the first person they see. Their heart will skip beats, they'll feel the urge to recite poetry, anything! Your love must be known.
Pumpkin: Causes one to fall out of balance. Just the perfect meet-cute, isn't it? Hopefully you won't fall into anyone in a bad mood.
Sour Apple: Causes one to fall into a rage. Ah, oops. Maybe they didn't think that one out. This one causes aggression and the need to make certain others know you're the top dog around here.



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sharktrash: (mock gasp // don't tell me...)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2022-08-25 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
so what happens if my character already has arson in his list <<
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[personal profile] sharktrash 2022-08-25 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
perfect, thanks! :D
natos: (pic#15771207)

eve baird ► the librarians

[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
► stand your ground
( she'd been looking for the gym when the cracks had happened, at least that's what her outfit would suggest. except after that flash, that horrifically burned building, the quickest of glimpses before the hotel returns... well, the gym isn't where she is.

it's a room that eve doesn't know, hasn't seen before except judging from the large amount of blood on every wall and across the floor? thankfully there isn't anything else in the room, no weapons or torture devices which should be a good thing. until you take into account the blood. and... are the walls bleeding? )


Have you seen this room before?

( because of course she's not alone. and she's absolutely walking over to the wall to see if the wall is bleeding or if it's just an effect because... either of those things really could be possible. at least there's a door? )
► reach up high i
( she's not been here long but already she feels like she's getting used to it, or at least when the demons grab her and drag her away there's less fight about it than there may have been initially -- getting it over with seems to hurt less and be less dangerous which is a strange concept when you're in hell.

except this time they're strapped to chairs, strapped to each other and there are drills there. lucifer's not exactly that reassuring either but... keeping still. sure. she could do that. talking as a distraction? )


How about we start with names? ( did she really see the person on the other chair before getting tied up or not? ) I'm Eve.

( despite the fact that there's a drill coming towards them eve is pretty good at staying still, at being a little stiff about it and refusing to move. she's.... yeah, she'd probably still say she'd been in worse positions )
► network | un: baird
Has anyone found anything that helps them sleep?

( she knows, there's hell, torture, she's pretty sure everything about this place is designed to stop them getting good sleep. except it isn't hell that's the source of eve's sleep issues but her immortality. really, she doesn't actually need to sleep anymore but it's a habit, something that makes her still feel human and she's too new to being immortal to step away from it.

she also doesn't know how she'd fill her time if she didn't sleep. and being somewhere like this... she doesn't want her immortality known about if she can help it. so attempting to sleep it is )


Don't suggest getting drunk. That's not happening.
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Network: un: L.L.

[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Boredom: if there’s nothing to do staring at a wall usually turns into dozing, but boredom like that doesn’t come often in Hell.

What I’ve found help here is to find someone warm to sleep beside. It’s easier to drop off when someone else is setting the precedent.
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daenerys targaryen | game of thrones

[personal profile] munazaldrizesse 2022-08-25 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
(stand your ground)
[Were she not already prone to feeling as though this were a very unpleasant, terrible dream, the way reality seems to fade in and out to something entirely different... Daenerys squeezes her eyes shut tight, opening them to find the hotel returned to what she presumes to be normal. At other times, she reaches out and places a hand upon... The reality? The illusion? She's not sure which is which, a sensation that makes her heart seize more and more with each time it occurs. But she tries to touch it nonetheless because if it's tangible, then perhaps she can discern the truth. An ashen, crumbling wall. A broken, charred piece of furniture. Decor that appears to have fallen. Whatever it is she reaches for, it all settles back. Her hand passes through nothing or comes to place itself upon something sturdy and intact.]

[She swallows hard a moment wondering can she even trust her own senses if this keeps happening and seemingly for longer each time? Slowly, she turns to another sinner nearby. It seems unwise to speak of it. It's the sort of thing she should keep to herself lest concerns begin to arise about her state of mind. But she has noticed a look in some of the others' eyes. Something of a bit of disorientation or perhaps something occurred that was utterly unexpected.]

[Perhaps it cannot hurt to ask after all.]


Did you see that as well?
(reach up high)
[Dany wishes to break the wheel, but she still fashions herself a queen. It leaves her with a fine line to walk in setting herself apart as a leader—one that others can look to for guidance—but not making herself so far removed as to be unapproachable or perceived as detached from her people. While none of these people here are those she can necessarily claim to rule or find immediate allegiance from, she thinks it would be wrong for her not to involve herself in the projects of the people. So, although Daenerys lacks the immediate skills for rebuilding much of anything, she does lend a hand with the cleaning portion. She sweeps aside debris and doesn't appear to be altogether afraid of scrubbing even if such tasks are far from her norm.]

[When she looks up at the accusation of having missed a spot, some of the grime has begun to cling to her skin and clothes. Not exactly someone of royal bearing, and yet... She looks about in the vicinity where she's recently cleaned for the spot she has supposedly missed before it sinks in the comment wasn't sincere. Returning her gaze to her fellow sinner, she says,]


Then allow me to yield to your expertise. [Daenerys holds out her brush, a seemingly innocent tilt of her head.] Perhaps you can show me how it is done properly.
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[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
( unfortunately, there's only one person eve wants to sleep beside and they're not here )

I've stared at enough walls that they don't do anything.
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[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Then all one can do is simply accept sleep isn’t coming.

On nights like that that I tend to find I fall asleep instead in the middle of an afternoon in a discreet corner. Whatever keeps me awake in the dark alone can’t come so easily in room of people.

Granted, it’s terrible for your social life, but a skewed sleeping schedule is mildly better than insomnia.
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[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
If other people can't sleep maybe the middle of the night is the new afternoon.

At least at night it's quiet in the gym.
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[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Is it? I’ve never been inside. Unless my life is in imminent danger I refuse to sweat. The demons torture us more than enough without participating willingly.
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[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't find it torture. It helps at least.
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Phoenix Wright // Ace Attorney

[personal profile] servesyouwright 2022-08-25 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
((OOC: Contrary to his icons, this is what he looks like.))

A. Stand your ground

[ No, really, did the car actually hit him that hard?

Just-- He must have hit his head. He must be dreaming.

That's what he keeps thinking, over and over, but no matter how many times he pinches or slaps himself, he doesn't seem to be waking up. So maybe this is actually real. He supposes there is some kind of afterlife, but-- He thought it was supposed to be nothing? Do spirits not remember the afterlife when they've been channeled? Man, he doesn't know enough about this, and there's no one he could ask.

No one he'd really trust, anyway.

But he can ask the front desk demon about the weird TVs.

Really, it has potential to be interesting, but as is, it's just kind of weird. Without really thinking about it, he slams his hand down on the desk, hard enough that the poor demon actually jumps. ]


Hold on. Let me get this straight-- You're saying 'evildoers' cursed the TVs? Can you even talk about evildoers? Isn't this supposed to be Hell?

Listen, buddy, evil ain't binary, all right? This ain't some common demon, this is the the Veiled Order.

[ Really? A demon is lecturing him about morality now?

He sighs, tilting his head back in exasperation. ]


I-- I don't think I wanna ask.

B. Follow me down I

[ Originally, he fully intends to not go along with the demons' prompting. It seems like a very bad idea to risk getting into trouble in what is supposedly Hell. When it finally hits him that some of those boxes have torture tools, though, he decides ... Well, to Hell with it.

...

Or, you know. Whatever.

The point is, he takes one of those boxes, and tosses it onto the bonfire. It's heavier than he expected, and the throw is not exactly graceful, but it hits home at least. ]


Ugh.

[ He visibly shivers, and hunches over for a moment as he digs his fingers into his scalp. Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

(Don't freak out, Phoenix wright. Do not freak out.) ]


This can't actually be happening. Right?

Follow me down II

[ Honestly, he's not sure what brings him to the club. He's never really been much of a club person. But it's loud, and he doesn't really feel like being alone with his thoughts, and the succubi are beautiful in a disturbing way that he doesn't want to think about too long.

He takes a drink. Because why not.

He drinks it, and spots you.

Pick your flavour: A. Cinnamon. B. Sour Apple. ]
Edited 2022-08-25 18:00 (UTC)
lvb: (flirt alt)

[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes all sorts to make the world go round.

Still, it's a healthier habit than the drink. You're right to avoid chemical aids where you can
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[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Getting drunk to sleep usually doesn't end up helping the next day. And it's not good sleep.
swordofzero: (I don't deserve to be happy!)

Suzaku Kururugi | Code Geass | OTA

[personal profile] swordofzero 2022-08-25 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Reach Up High: II

Exactly what happened in that strange time whilst he'd been trapped in a television screen was something he was still figuring out. He'd put it aside as another strange thing that happened in hell. He knows of some of the harm his... other self? Did. But not everything, so he is a bit wary of finding out he had caused harm to another friend.

It was something he was used to, something that was far too common in hell. As was property destruction. He had been grabbed by some demons- luckily just for manual labour and was currently clearing out the swimming pool. It's busy work at least, something to do that feels productive and prevents too much thinking.

"Do you need help with that?" He asks, with a friendly, if unsmiling, look.

For Proto

The pool was not the only place that needed fixing and he had been sent with a box of pumpkin spice to the cafe, his hands are full as he navigates the door.

He's not sure where to put the boxes and looks around to see if anyone was obviously in charge. Instead he spots Blues, he hasn't seen him in a little while and he can only hope that he'd been spared the worst of things that happened the last few weeks.

"Hello Blues, are you helping out too?"

Follow Me Down I CW: Fire

Look if Suzaku questioned orders when they sounded suspicious half the sins on his list wouldn't be there. So of course he doesn't argue when he's asked to carry a set of boxes to a secluded space and then burn them.

It's strange sure, but this is hell, these are demons. Nothing has made sense the last two years and he doesn't expect them to start doing so any time soon. So on the fire the box goes. "Do you need anything else carried?" Asking anyone close.

Reach Up High I (CW:drills, torture, blood, lobotomy)

"No. Let me go. Don't. Let us go." Anyone who knows Suzaku at all will be used to his stoicism, his silence through punishment and pain. Suzaku doesn't make a fuss, he doesn't fight back when it is him who is in danger and he doesn't panic.

He is panicking now. Voice loud, beginning to struggle before he forces himself to stop, trying to sit as still as he could per instructions. Would it be enough? Could he trust Lucifer? No. Not generally and he fears it won't be enough. Not to convince forces bigger than himself.

He knows how this ends. The poor soul trapped with him is as good as dead. He's going to kill them, he feels sick as he tries to get himself under control.

"I'm sorry."

(OOC: For those tagging into this part- Suzaku has a curse which takes over whenever he is in danger of death and makes him do anything in his power to survive. This means if you were wanting your character injured/killed in this part of the event this is an easy way to get that to happen. However because they have been told that if they sit very still they won't be harmed then I can have the geass force him to stillness instead so death and injury doesn't need to happen. Basically just let me know which way you want to play it going in.)

Follow Me Down II (cw: sex, aphrodisiacs)

He doesn't even have an excuse for being in the club. He had avoided it for so long but it's something that isn't torture or being along with his own thoughts and so he is here, on the peripheries, not quite confident to be in the mix of people.

If he finds himself the focus of attention he just nods, looking a little awkward, not quite relaxed yet. Suzaku is not someone who finds relaxation easy.

Shots (cw: sex, aphrodisiacs)

However the atmosphere is beginning to affect him and he takes a shot, trying not to wince at the taste.

Then he looks up, his eyes settling on someone across the room.

[Apple or cinnamon are both good here!]
Edited 2022-08-25 20:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Network Post: un: L.L
I inadvertently left a book in the kitchens while I was making my lunch. Has anyone seen or taken a black-covered book titled 'Spellcasting With Human Flesh'? I require this book as soon as possible

[ Because someone's going to get in trouble if he doesn't return it to the library... ]

Stand Your Ground

[ It's 10am and L.L's just gotten up, because why start the day earlier when there's no need to? He'd been sure there was no one in the bathroom when he'd popped in, still in his pyjamas to brush his teeth, but at a strange noise he glances into the mirror and meets a pair of eyes.

He startles, swallows toothpaste, and chokes
]

Get out!

[ That might be easier said than done as he'd locked the door behind him. ]

Reach Up High (cw: torture and mutilation etc)

[ It's never a good day when the demons grab him and drag him into a room. He's first in and tied to a chair facing away from the door, so doesn't make out who'd brought in to suffer with him ]

So - do you possess any regenerative powers?

[ Please say he doesn't have to be the bigger immortal and actually take the brunt of the damage. That drill looks like it'll sting ]

Follow Me Down: Open to all 18+ characters, cw roofies, dub-con

[ So often pride comes before the fall. L.L's body has once again begun eliminating all swallowed drugs and poisons from his body, which is why he's completely confident taking one of the new shots offered. Alcohol right now is a pleasant taste and a tingle in his throat with no lasting consequence and he takes the apple shot without much thought, downing it in one gulp.

Too late, he realises that whatever's in it was designed by a trickier mind than his. Too late, he realises that his mind has been altered somehow - for he's already fixed his eyes on someone and he wants.

He scoops one of the shots off of the tray and makes his way over, his newly-grown heels tapping sharply as he slinks to close the gap. Ethics have no meaning any more - he's already been defeated and thus has already justified inflicting this curse upon another.

He leans in with a charming smile, pitching his voice above the music
]

Try this, it's delicious.

[ He holds out the shot to his target. Perhaps it's apple or perhaps he grabbed the cinnamon by mistake - either way he intends to take his target to the nearest dark corner as soon as they're as intoxicated as him ]
lvb: (Tearing me apart Lisa)

Reach Up High I

[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
They both know how this is going to end. L.L already has his eyes closed, bracing for the inevitable point when he's sharply shoved forward.

"Shh, Suzaku. It's not your fault." He sounds far too calm for the situation - but he's had a childhood to learn how to pitch his tone so someone who can't see him would never guess he's upset. "No matter what happens, you and I both know it's not your fault."

But he's terrified. He can deal with his body being broken, but what if his brain ends up like his feet, permanently changed by Hell?
lvb: (sleeping)

[personal profile] lvb 2022-08-25 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
So I was recently reminded of on the island. Before that point I hadn't been able to get drunk for a decade. My first hangover was deeply unpleasant; I'll admit I may have even sulked.

On the other hand, actually feeling the effects of coffee again was exhilarating
red_song: Dominic Sherwood in Don't Sleep (Attention Protocols Activated)

Proto Here

[personal profile] red_song 2022-08-25 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Suzaku's voice makes Proto, who had been given the task of helping inventory all the incoming goods, freeze. After a moment he tucks the pen into the clip of the clipboard and lowers it to his side. As he turns to Suzaku, his hand settles on the knife at his side.

"Suzaku," he says, his voice tense. "Are you going to attempt to force me to join whatever plots you have again?"
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[personal profile] natos 2022-08-25 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd never normally ask an immortal how old they are but how old are you?
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Shots

[personal profile] ohmyscream 2022-08-25 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Annie had been out dancing. It was a way to forget what had happened with the mirror selves. She had a drink in hand that wasn't tainted, up until the point where she was offered a free shot because she was going to go dancing.

She throws her head back, letting it burn down her neck, and then just happens to look across the room. It might as well be fate. Annie smooths out her black dress and makes her way across the room, weaving around people just to get to him.

"If it isn't my favorite dance partner.... Hello again."

No one else has yet to dance with her. Gosh, he really is handsome.
metagame: (I am good at emotion.)

[personal profile] metagame 2022-08-25 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey! Quick question regarding the demons who can be pressed for more information about the televisions! Would the information about the Veiled Order be substantial such as confirming their involvement in cursing the televisions/hijacking the airwaves? Or would it be more vague rumors like the usual when it comes to the Veiled Order in the hotel?
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stand your ground

[personal profile] baetiful 2022-08-25 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Petyr was a man grounded within reality. Naturally, he heard rumors of magic within the realm -- stories passed on by hearsay. Men and women who might have confused a parlor trick for something true. As a naive boy, he might have given it more credit. But until he sees the shift, the unveiling of reality, he never would have thought it possible. His hand extends to touch the back of a chair. It doesn't disintegrate under his touch the way the brief ashen picture may have suggested. Petyr stares in wonder. ]

How I wish I had not...

[ His hand falls away from the furniture and he looks toward Daenerys, though not quite with recognition. Had he known who she was immediately, this may have been a far different conversation. ]

Good news, my lady. We have either bore witness to the truth or we are both going mad. Shall we flip a coin to see where we land?
justmakemoney: (I gave him some soft serve)

A! it's lawyer time

[personal profile] justmakemoney 2022-08-25 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Phoenix slamming his hands on the desk is a shocking enough sound that it catches Saul's attention. He turns to watch for a moment while the demon tries to explain current hell events (unfortunately, no information he hasn't already heard before, what a shame). And it's not so much that he's inclined to help a stranger out, but because he knows it's more than a bit conspicuous to just stand around half-eavesdropping on someone else's conversation--especially dressed as brightly as he is--Saul chimes in once the demon has had enough.]

And here we all thought politics in life were bad. Now we're stuck in an afterlife with something worse.

[...well, no one said he would be helpful. That's how Saul understands whatever conflict there is with whatever this Veiled Order is. He hasn't spent much time looking into it on his own since getting here.]

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