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TEST DRIVE MEME #40
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 cruise ship.
The demon stationed outsid the entrance 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 ways to spend their time while they reach new lands. Sorry about the confusion, Hell is just undergoing some rather unhappy changes.
Stand Your Ground The Penance Community is gone. Lilith made the tough call to abandon the community and urged sinners to save both Lucifer and Barbas along the way. Everyone who arrives will appear on the ship itself after stepping through the door, regardless of where it is in the waters. There may be a bit of disorientation at first, having to travel what may be a fair distance and the residual magic of Lilith’s touch, but it will fade quickly. Don’t worry, sinners!
They are safe on the waters. The icy, icy waters that appear as if they shouldn't be navigable at all. That's possibly a bit concerning, isn't it? There's also snow falling from the skies and frozen spirits that desperately scratch at the sides of the ship to climb aboard. They're used to the boiling waters of blood, not ice. Listen carefully, you can hear their whispers of confusion and desperation. "Why is it so cold?" they ask. "We hurt!" they howl. The staff busying themselves around the ship insist it's best to not concern oneself with it too much. It's like a vacation for them, really. Best worry about yourself.
Blankets are available on request, as well as warm clothes. Not all of these items will be... modern, maybe, but they will at least keep you warm. Hot chocolate, teas, and coffees are also being handed out freely by staff in an attempt to combat the freezing temperatures.
Lucifer may be spotted around the ship, looking rather wary but up and about again at least. He's quick to reassure everyone that Mammon will be giving them aid again and that they're heading to some absolutely beautiful lands. Perhaps sinners who are familiar with them will give them a recount of what it was truly like from the last visit.
The Voyage The large luxury ship is painted a rather ominous black, giving it an intimidating feel on the outside. Once boarded, sinners will see that this initial feeling is likely unfounded. There are plenty of luxuries anyone could want, including a pool, a hot tub, and plenty of tropical drinks with tiny umbrellas provided free of charge. And that's just the deck! Bedrooms range from four person units, three person units, to couples' beds for those who wish to continue their matrimony (or who would rather avoid the hassle of potentially being paired with someone entirely new for the time being).
Not only that, but there's plenty of festive decorations saved from the hotel! Ranging from Jack O'Lanterns to spooky fake skeletons to inflatable witches, and anything in between. Just because tragedy has struck doesn't mean that the holiday spirit has disappeared! People need something to keep them distracted now, more than ever. The staff is happy to (try to) provide this.
There's also a grand bar that provides plenty of cider, mead, and ale, whiskeys from Mammon's own personal stock. These drinks range in strength and may land even the most resilient on the ground after a few sips if one isn't careful! Additionally, the drinks seem to inspire a feel good mood and chase away the dourness that seems to have settled over those in the Penance community. There's constant music playing that may inspire those around to dance, as well as rather hungry incubi and succubi wandering around. They seem eager to please in any and all ways and, like in Penance, give off a natural aphrodisiac that smells sweet to the senses.
There's also a theatre for those who may prefer to watch some festive movies (Enjoy this! There won't be any such things once sinners arrive in Mammon's domain!), an arcade for the younger crowd, and a lovely spa with saunas, massages, and any other way to treat oneself. Happy endings may be included.
The kitchens are always open and offer an array of decadent desserts, meats, vegetables, and anything else one could want. No request is too much! And don't worry, nothing is drugged or of questionable quality or origin (that one would recognize).
Reach Up High There are two methods for earning a sin removal this time around, and none of them are painful! Very painful, at the very least.
The first option is to find a way to warm the spirits who enter the ship, whether this means cuddling the spirits and sacrificing your own warmth, or finding alternative means by wrapping them in blankets or offering them warm drinks while they have the energy to make themselves solid enough to hold items. Showing kindness to those damned to eternal suffering will certainly earn some points with God.
The second option involves volunteering to watch Barbas from his cage in the lower decks of the Hell ship. Bonus points for maintaining patience and kindness even with one of Hell’s least favorite Lords.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I Lucifer is asking all sinners and demons alike to give something valuable (whether it's valuable in an actual monetary sense or just to the owner) to present to Mammon as a gift. They need to sway his favor back towards them, Lucifer insists, and gifts are the way to go. Mammon functions on greed and a love of all things unique. Items can be listed here. Those who are generous may receive special favor once they reach Mammon's lands, either in the form of special dinners, pampering, or more comfortable rooms, etc.
The second request is to kidnap the spirits climbing aboard and seeking warmth. While these guys just want to cuddle a bit or curl up next to the fires to try to chase the cold that somehow penetrates even their undead, incorporeal forms, they’re also a precious source of energy that Mammon will appreciate. While sinners are allowed to show kindness towards the spirits (much to the dismay of the staff), they will also be given bottles to capture them, also as gifts to bestow upon Mammon.
Please note that doing either of these will result in the sin of bribery and potentially betrayal being added to your list of sins.
Prompt II WARNINGS: dubcon, aphrodisiacs, body transformations, drug use, alcohol
That isn't the end of the festivities either! Not at all. The demonic staff has orchestrated a bit of fun to distract from the cold and sense of impending doom hanging in the air by way of trick or treating. Sinners will be grabbed up by eager demons and led cabin to cabin to trick or treat. Those answering the door may choose either option! Treats may be in the form of candy, booze, or other trinkets or whatever one may consider a 'treat', and if a trick is chosen? Well, if you've just set yourself up for a little bit of a prank, haven't you? Good luck trying to figure out ways to appease the eager demons wanting a show! They just want to know they're appreciated, you know. Things have been rough.
For those who aren't terribly interested in any such thing, the staff has also decided on the perfect way to deal with any residual ghost trauma... which is telling ghost stories, of course. On the deck, there's been a special place set up with a fire pit (don't worry, it's being carefully watched! Last thing they need is a fire on the ship...) and blankets. There's also an array of food and drink while the goblins formerly of the library urge sinners to gather around for some story time. Sinners may listen to the goblins or share their own encounters with the spirits.
While they hardly managed to save much in the way of costumes, there's even an impromptu costume competition going on for those who may wish to try to piece together something from what odds and ends did make it to the ship. Voting will be done via sinners and rewards will be in the form of candies. Actual candy, don't worry! The barista from Helluvacup will also be out and about with Bean to spread cheer in the form of Halloween themed pastries and coffees with little spiders drawn in the foam (that may or may not look like spiders. Don't criticize him! Bean will protect his master with lovely disease-ridden bites.)
Of course, for all the well-intentioned shenanigans of the staff, the succubi and incubi are adding their own twist to things. Some have decided to taint the chocolates to add additional energy in the air. Once again, the sex demons feel as if they're famished with the lack of energy and they're doing their best to makeup for it... whether the sinners are aware of it or not. These chocolates the devilish incubi and succubi pass out will have a multitude of effects:
In addition, the sex demons will urge sinners in keeping each other warm in any sense of the word. What better ways than sharing some body heat? Or maybe adding a bit of candleplay to the mix...
If none of that tickles your fancy, there are also a wealth of drugs available to partake in, as well as a fight night happening below deck on one of the lower levels. Fights are carried out among sinners and demons alike, with plenty of help standing by to patch those injured up. Those partaking in either watching or actively participating may swap sins as bets, or anything else they may be willing to risk losing.
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, 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 cruise ship.
The demon stationed outsid the entrance 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 ways to spend their time while they reach new lands. Sorry about the confusion, Hell is just undergoing some rather unhappy changes.
Stand Your Ground The Penance Community is gone. Lilith made the tough call to abandon the community and urged sinners to save both Lucifer and Barbas along the way. Everyone who arrives will appear on the ship itself after stepping through the door, regardless of where it is in the waters. There may be a bit of disorientation at first, having to travel what may be a fair distance and the residual magic of Lilith’s touch, but it will fade quickly. Don’t worry, sinners!
They are safe on the waters. The icy, icy waters that appear as if they shouldn't be navigable at all. That's possibly a bit concerning, isn't it? There's also snow falling from the skies and frozen spirits that desperately scratch at the sides of the ship to climb aboard. They're used to the boiling waters of blood, not ice. Listen carefully, you can hear their whispers of confusion and desperation. "Why is it so cold?" they ask. "We hurt!" they howl. The staff busying themselves around the ship insist it's best to not concern oneself with it too much. It's like a vacation for them, really. Best worry about yourself.
Blankets are available on request, as well as warm clothes. Not all of these items will be... modern, maybe, but they will at least keep you warm. Hot chocolate, teas, and coffees are also being handed out freely by staff in an attempt to combat the freezing temperatures.
Lucifer may be spotted around the ship, looking rather wary but up and about again at least. He's quick to reassure everyone that Mammon will be giving them aid again and that they're heading to some absolutely beautiful lands. Perhaps sinners who are familiar with them will give them a recount of what it was truly like from the last visit.
The Voyage The large luxury ship is painted a rather ominous black, giving it an intimidating feel on the outside. Once boarded, sinners will see that this initial feeling is likely unfounded. There are plenty of luxuries anyone could want, including a pool, a hot tub, and plenty of tropical drinks with tiny umbrellas provided free of charge. And that's just the deck! Bedrooms range from four person units, three person units, to couples' beds for those who wish to continue their matrimony (or who would rather avoid the hassle of potentially being paired with someone entirely new for the time being).
Not only that, but there's plenty of festive decorations saved from the hotel! Ranging from Jack O'Lanterns to spooky fake skeletons to inflatable witches, and anything in between. Just because tragedy has struck doesn't mean that the holiday spirit has disappeared! People need something to keep them distracted now, more than ever. The staff is happy to (try to) provide this.
There's also a grand bar that provides plenty of cider, mead, and ale, whiskeys from Mammon's own personal stock. These drinks range in strength and may land even the most resilient on the ground after a few sips if one isn't careful! Additionally, the drinks seem to inspire a feel good mood and chase away the dourness that seems to have settled over those in the Penance community. There's constant music playing that may inspire those around to dance, as well as rather hungry incubi and succubi wandering around. They seem eager to please in any and all ways and, like in Penance, give off a natural aphrodisiac that smells sweet to the senses.
There's also a theatre for those who may prefer to watch some festive movies (Enjoy this! There won't be any such things once sinners arrive in Mammon's domain!), an arcade for the younger crowd, and a lovely spa with saunas, massages, and any other way to treat oneself. Happy endings may be included.
The kitchens are always open and offer an array of decadent desserts, meats, vegetables, and anything else one could want. No request is too much! And don't worry, nothing is drugged or of questionable quality or origin (that one would recognize).
Reach Up High There are two methods for earning a sin removal this time around, and none of them are painful! Very painful, at the very least.
The first option is to find a way to warm the spirits who enter the ship, whether this means cuddling the spirits and sacrificing your own warmth, or finding alternative means by wrapping them in blankets or offering them warm drinks while they have the energy to make themselves solid enough to hold items. Showing kindness to those damned to eternal suffering will certainly earn some points with God.
The second option involves volunteering to watch Barbas from his cage in the lower decks of the Hell ship. Bonus points for maintaining patience and kindness even with one of Hell’s least favorite Lords.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I Lucifer is asking all sinners and demons alike to give something valuable (whether it's valuable in an actual monetary sense or just to the owner) to present to Mammon as a gift. They need to sway his favor back towards them, Lucifer insists, and gifts are the way to go. Mammon functions on greed and a love of all things unique. Items can be listed here. Those who are generous may receive special favor once they reach Mammon's lands, either in the form of special dinners, pampering, or more comfortable rooms, etc.
The second request is to kidnap the spirits climbing aboard and seeking warmth. While these guys just want to cuddle a bit or curl up next to the fires to try to chase the cold that somehow penetrates even their undead, incorporeal forms, they’re also a precious source of energy that Mammon will appreciate. While sinners are allowed to show kindness towards the spirits (much to the dismay of the staff), they will also be given bottles to capture them, also as gifts to bestow upon Mammon.
Please note that doing either of these will result in the sin of bribery and potentially betrayal being added to your list of sins.
Prompt II WARNINGS: dubcon, aphrodisiacs, body transformations, drug use, alcohol
That isn't the end of the festivities either! Not at all. The demonic staff has orchestrated a bit of fun to distract from the cold and sense of impending doom hanging in the air by way of trick or treating. Sinners will be grabbed up by eager demons and led cabin to cabin to trick or treat. Those answering the door may choose either option! Treats may be in the form of candy, booze, or other trinkets or whatever one may consider a 'treat', and if a trick is chosen? Well, if you've just set yourself up for a little bit of a prank, haven't you? Good luck trying to figure out ways to appease the eager demons wanting a show! They just want to know they're appreciated, you know. Things have been rough.
For those who aren't terribly interested in any such thing, the staff has also decided on the perfect way to deal with any residual ghost trauma... which is telling ghost stories, of course. On the deck, there's been a special place set up with a fire pit (don't worry, it's being carefully watched! Last thing they need is a fire on the ship...) and blankets. There's also an array of food and drink while the goblins formerly of the library urge sinners to gather around for some story time. Sinners may listen to the goblins or share their own encounters with the spirits.
While they hardly managed to save much in the way of costumes, there's even an impromptu costume competition going on for those who may wish to try to piece together something from what odds and ends did make it to the ship. Voting will be done via sinners and rewards will be in the form of candies. Actual candy, don't worry! The barista from Helluvacup will also be out and about with Bean to spread cheer in the form of Halloween themed pastries and coffees with little spiders drawn in the foam (that may or may not look like spiders. Don't criticize him! Bean will protect his master with lovely disease-ridden bites.)
Of course, for all the well-intentioned shenanigans of the staff, the succubi and incubi are adding their own twist to things. Some have decided to taint the chocolates to add additional energy in the air. Once again, the sex demons feel as if they're famished with the lack of energy and they're doing their best to makeup for it... whether the sinners are aware of it or not. These chocolates the devilish incubi and succubi pass out will have a multitude of effects:
Milk Chocolate - inspires lust so strong, one cannot control it. It may lead to begging or public displays of self-pleasure.At least the succubi and incubi are being cordial enough to lead sinners off to a private area of the ship they've filled with plush cushions and bedding for the fun... mostly.
Dark Chocolate - inspires the urge to dominate and aggression. It's time to take control and take what you want.
Chocolate covered cherries - inspire the urge to be submissive and the urge to please those around, in multiples if possible.
Chocolates filled with liqueurs - Inspires loose lips. Suddenly, the most appalling filth will be falling from your lips, every filthy desire there that you've kept hidden is now out in the open. How will others react?
Mint chocolate - May inspire transformations. Whether this is of the animalistic variety or sex, it is entirely up in the air. All of these effects can absolutely be mixed. Take as many chocolates as you like!
In addition, the sex demons will urge sinners in keeping each other warm in any sense of the word. What better ways than sharing some body heat? Or maybe adding a bit of candleplay to the mix...
If none of that tickles your fancy, there are also a wealth of drugs available to partake in, as well as a fight night happening below deck on one of the lower levels. Fights are carried out among sinners and demons alike, with plenty of help standing by to patch those injured up. Those partaking in either watching or actively participating may swap sins as bets, or anything else they may be willing to risk losing.
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
Rules | Taken | Reserves | Applications
Network | Logs | OOC | Memes
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[ Because if he'd been around the hotel, he'd know it had looked anything but nice recently. It was one step above the hellish place most people would expect.
There's a sigh as she looks a tad somber for a brief moment. She's downplaying things, too. But perhaps that's a sign of just how used to it she is. ]
Well, at least you dropped in at a semi-decent time? Ahaha. [ She gestures around. ] This is them being extra generous. Usually, it's not too bad, or maybe that's more because I'm one of the more important people here.
[ Note: this is a huge exaggeration. ]
Other times, you'll wish you could die all over again. Every day's a real adventure! [ Oh, right. ] And I'm Monika, by the way~
[ Maybe she'll try to pull the "oh, and I'm a queen" card, too? Hmm. ]
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I thought our hosts to be generous if they're providing us with as much food and drink we're able to consume.
[Truthfully though, he's waiting for his situation to suddenly worsen and if she's to be believed, that can happen soon... with pain so bad he'd wish he could die again! He wouldn't want to get eaten by his own dogs once more, but he's not so naive to believe that's the worst sort of pain that he can experience. For one thing, he's been responsible for people feeling that sort of thing before they died and most of them start begging for death the moment their skin starts getting peeled--
The Boltons can be edgelords sometimes.]
I do like a good adventure though! Maybe I'll fit right in, especially if you're important too.
[Is she important? Maybe. Ramsay doesn't mind trying to figure that out along the way. Ramsay's here for all the adventure, betrayal and torture included.] Although, no proper title for you, Monika?
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[ She rolls her eyes, obviously disgusted as she angrily chomps on a grape. Want a free never-ending rant? Ask for her thoughts on Mammon! Or probably don't, because she seriously won't stop unless someone pours some of that mead down her throat. ]
But you're right. You'll probably fit right in amongst the cool people!
[ A.k.a. the hardcore sinners like her. Yay?
He's convinced her, though. She must oblige and give him what he's asked for! ]
Me, I try not to show off too much, but since I'm in good company... [ Ahem. ] I'm She of Thoth, Beautiful Amongst the Lily, Beloved of Hathor, Queen of the Gods...Monika!
[ Please, no need to hold your applause! But please clap? Maybe? Atem's hard work should be appreciated! ]
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Besides, he just likes poking at people. Good way to know others and he's all about being personal with others. That added twist just makes a lot of difference in their reaction.]
Why deny and hide your own royal heritage? But no matter. [Ramsay's not familiar with those names, but that means nothing. So, he'll be generous and nice and believe her! Why not. A smile spreads across his face and he bends his head just slightly to show respect.]
An honor to meet you, my lady.
[If she'll like, he'll even kiss her hand.]
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[ Does this...sound convincing...? ]
Besides, you learn how people really are when they don't know how cool you are.
[ Sounds royal as heck for sure.
After giving a head bow of her own, she absolutely allows the kiss to happen. She lives for kisses (and poking) of all kinds. ]
It's a real shame you didn't come around a little sooner. I could've shown you all the fun stuff, and I had a private room back at the hotel. At least my priest is still around, though.
[ Mahaad'll probably be glad to know he's been appointed her priest. Because that's what he is! ]
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Don't live in fear, Lady Monika, it's them that should fear you... although, I do understand that you learn plenty about others when they don't know who you are.
[He lets his last few words sink into the air for a few seconds, before Ramsay smiles and gently takes her hand within his hold, bending down to lightly place his lips on top of it. He releases Monika shortly after and straightens himself once more, keeping that proper demeanor.
Although, Ramsay has no idea what a hotel is, other than maybe an assumption that it might be an inn of sorts. Or a castle?? She's mentioned a private room though, and not her bedroom. Fuck it, he'll just go with some fancy inn. He's putting far too much thought into this anyway.]
Who's said the fun has entirely ended? [Besides the fact that they're on a ship to who knows where--]
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As is his lips light upon her hand, her smile looks a touch more satisfied. Seems he knows how hard it is to deal with being underestimated, too. Definitely good company.
She pushes her food aside once he's leaned back. Companionship has always been better sustenance anyway. ]
Well...maybe it all depends on what your idea of fun is-- [ Quickly, she adds: ] Lord Bolton?
[ She's hardly used to respecting other people's lordliness, okay? ]
Where we're going is a total drag, but the ship? [ As she taps her chin, she playfully leans in to fill the space he left open. ] I'm sure I could find something that'd suit you~
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...
Anyway! Ramsay's pleased by the respectful use of his title, something that he unfortunately didn't have for long before meeting his end. But there's no one here (so far) that can deny his claim to the North, so Ramsay is more than willing to continue using it.]
Eating, drinking, fucking. [Makes him sound like a bore, unfortunately, but best to keep things a little simple for now.] But I don't intend to be bound by the constraints of my land. Rather be faced with something new than tread old ground again and again. Unless, I really enjoy it! That's fine.
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[ Sorry. She doesn't like saying "fucking." It's not ladylike! Though some wild, impulsive voice in her head is daring her to say it for once. She's very much in a "live like you're dying" mood lately.
...Hmm. Perhaps later. ]
If you wanna branch out from those, though, this is a great place to explore the possibilities! Well, for the most part. This stupid boat--where we're going--!
[ Sharply, she exhales. She has to swallow down her Mammon rants yet again. Time for another reset with a bright smile. ]
Just how crazy would you like to go?
[ The need for distractions is growing. She's thinking too much, dammit. ]
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The highest that you have to offer me. A lord mustn't back down now, wouldn't you agree? A true shame that'd be.
[He's confident, perhaps a little too much, but Ramsay believes the he can handle whatever she suggests.]
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[ Wait, no. Probably too crazy to offer to a complete stranger. Toning it down seems good. ]
Or we could just...get drunk and terrorize people? That'd be a pretty royal thing to do...
[ She trails off thoughtfully. Sure, that's usually something she'd done at the hotel bar on her worst nights, but it's different when you can rub your title in someone's face and you've got a partner to do it with! Couples activities are always so much better than solo ones! ]
There's a fight night thing I've heard about, too? That'll really get some blood pumping! Ahaha!
[ This appeals the most to his royal entertainment preferences, right? Inviting him to a movie wouldn't go well, she can just feel it. ]
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Terrorizing people though? He'd normally agree to something like that instantly, but he also doesn't want to be too much fun when he barely knows the people here. Not a great start to his life in this place if everyone already wants to be rid of him.
Still, it's been a long time since he's met a lady that's entirely supportive of activities that many would frown upon. A brief memory of Myranda pops in his mind, and a weird feeling passes through him, but Ramsay just shoves that to the back of his mind. Now, he doesn't want to be accused of boring feelings and all that.]
Let's see that fight night. That should entertain the both of us for a good while. There must be many savages to bet on.
[Maybe someone will even die, that's always fun.]
cw: time for a lil blood and violence
[ She totally was looking for an excuse, if only out of mild curiosity. Normally, she's the one people are telling to calm her crazy down. Too bad that usual crowd isn't with her at the moment. ]
Just promise if any of my friends were dumb enough to actually participate, you won't bet against them. Or, like, don't make it too obvious if you do. [ She hops up excitedly. ] Grab what you need and let's go!
[ That excitement continues as she leads him on, occasionally asking around for directions to the madness lurking below. Eventually, in the bowels of the ship, they get closer and closer to the raucous activity hidden away from the less adventurous types on board.
As they then enter the area, the volume gets nearly overwhelming, a million sounds coming together to create quite the din, just as intense as the smell of blood and sweat. Monika attempts to crane her neck over the throng, hoping to spy the current fighters. The most she can see is horns, so it seems to be demons. They'll know more soon enough, since she's great at being annoying and bossy enough to cut through any crowd and get them to the front. ]
Hey! Out of the way! Royalty coming through! Feel free to be jealous from afar and move!
[ Crowd members get jabbed in their sides with her claws to create a path forward. That definitely gets them moving, and/or yelling at her. Does it deter her? Heck no! ]
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[But he follows her without further fuss, letting Monika guide them through the ship until they reach the lower levels. It's easy to tell that they're getting close, if by the yelling and screaming is anything to go by. Usually, that's the place where the most fun is had and it nearly feels like home when the scent of blood reaches him. Oh, they are definitely a rowdy bunch, and Ramsay looks around with undisguised glee, noting the shouting audience and the fighters currently at it.
He has a few inches on her and thus able to see a little more of their appearance, but this is far from where he wants to be. A lord should see everything up close, yes? Luckily, Lady Monika has the right idea.
It feels like they might get involved with their own brawl at this point, if the disgruntled looks they receive are anything to go by. Ramsay flashes all of them his best smile, his fingers twitching for the one knife that he has on his person. Not a lot for a battle, but he can make good use of it. The thought of this whole venue devolving into a bloody mess only excites him further.]
You heard the lady, move.
[Ramsay not so gently, okay far from it, shoves more of the crowd out of the way. One push is enough to make a man stumble and fall, which only causes the lord to let out a sharp laugh, accepting the vile glare that he gets in return. Maybe he will have to sleep with one eye open tonight.
He tried to keep himself in check, but he can't stop himself from having some fun here.]
Ah, there are our beasts.
[And truly demonic they are, with those horns sprouting from their bodies and claws digging into each other's red skin. There's really nothing like this back at Westeros, not that Ramsay is aware of anyway. Legends and tales of White Walkers exist, but they're just that.]
Rip him! [He may already be getting into it.]
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And hey, he does just as good a job with crowd control! Her giggles probably can't be heard much under all the noise, but she's very obviously amused. It's so nice to have help with that sort of thing! ]
"Beasts," huh?
[ She giggles again, settling in at his side with her arms tucked behind her back. How wonderfully dehumanizing. Not that she'll stop him. She doesn't know these two demons in particular, so it's no big deal watching them destroy each other. Definitely an easier outlet for her current darker feelings about Hell. Watching others suffer was a great way to keep her from recklessly dancing into danger herself. ]
I'm thinking the one on the right might be losing a body part soon! Ahaha, gross!
[ Seems he's not the only one who's a little too comfortable with wanton violence. ]
Do you think severed arms can still move for a while, kind of like how they say severed heads can?
[ Just a little too comfortable. ]
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[Guess 'demons' is technically the correct term, but he enjoys degrading others, even if those sharp talons would probably tear into him with little effort. He just has to do a balancing act, when to belittle one of these beasts and when to stay his tongue. Maybe tiring, but exciting in some ways. At least it's not boring and won't become dull.
Lady Monika is far from being boring too. Her continual giggling and cheering about body parts being ripped off speaks of her own nature, Ramsay thinks.]
His arm is hanging by a mere thread! [He agrees with a delightful laugh, although he considers her question, remembering the numerous body parts he's seen cleaved off, sometimes by his own hand.]
Arms normally don't move after they're severed, but who knows with these beasts--
[And as he's talking, the thread that was keeping the arm attached is finally cut, with the detached limb flying through the air. Ramsay claps as it happens, just enjoying the violence and the declaration of the victor.]
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[ Considering, y'know, she keeps trending towards being more demonic than human. He can think what he wants about her, of course, it'll just create a teensy bit of tension. She's not good at keeping her mouth shut when people look down on her. ]
And it might be something you'll need to think about someday...
[ That's deliberately muttered in a perfectly innocent way. Call it a hunch, but she thinks it won't be too long before he's got some horns or the like popping up on him, too.
But, hey! That arm's flying free! She pushes up on her tiptoes to get a better look. Darn, it's like he said. No twitches.
Her claps soon join his, slightly less enthusiastic, only because she'd have loved to see the arm pull a Thing and crawl around a bit. She then giggles some more and leans in, smiling in a way that's coy and mischievous at the same time. ]
Just out of curiosity, how do you think you would've fared in a fight like that?
[ Maybe he'd even like to give a demonstration! ]
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Don't worry, my lady, I haven't found you hideous yet.
[Her changes are definitely visible and everything, but she wears them well enough. Most importantly, her face is still nice to look at and she's not like the fat creature his father wed. Not all of that was bad though, she was at least good meat for the dogs; they surely had their fill that day!
But back to those demonic features, he's not entirely looking forward to the possibility of his body changing. Ramsay can't imagine himself with a tail or horns and having claws might make it harder for him to shoot a bow. The thought almost puts him in a dour mood, but now isn't the time.]
Never fought against a demon before.
[He looks at the victor that's laughing almost manically in the ring, with its sharpened claws clapping together in order to rile up the audience. While he's not incredibly bulky, there's definitely some strength to him if he ripped that other demon's arm off, or his claws are just that sharp.]
And with just my bare hands? I imagine I'd be the one with my arms getting torn straight off!
[Maybe he shouldn't sound so cheerful admitting how badly he'd lose against a demon, but Ramsay is pretty aware of his own strengths, and he doesn't quite believe that he'd be able to fight off a demon without getting literally torn apart. He can't rip someone's arm off with a single swing of a knife, a sword maybe, but that's not on his person right now.]