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TEST DRIVE MEME #4


ARRIVAL

You remember a dream.

Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.

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

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

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

And so you do.


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

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

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

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



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

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

STAND YOUR GROUND

Prompt I

It seems like not long after everyone has either returned from the maze or arrived fresh to hell that the storms started yet again. A bit more sporadically and not the constant downpour of the previous month, but it's still blood and fire raining from the skies, along with claps of thunder and lightning strikes that seem far too close for comfort. Fortunately, there's not as much flooding this time. Unfortunately, a particularly loud clap of thunder and lightning that strikes close to the hotel seems to leave it and surrounding establishments in the dark. Quickly, the hotel becomes a cold place, urging all guests to to move to the lobby for some warmth.

A roaring fire will be going and there will be hot drinks and snacks kindly provided by the staff while they try to work on correcting the problem.

Eventually, some rather panicked goblin-like demons come rushing up from the basement. They're half-singed and dirty looking from their adventure, so it doesn't seem to bode well for the power returning any time soon. Guests who listen closely will hear the demons apologizing profusely for 'letting them escape' and much more worrisome than that, about how it looks like there might have been some tampering going on down there. The staff is quick to tell the demons to hush and go, not to worry the guests or let word get back to Lucifer.

Once that whole scene is squared away, the staff will be urging guests to volunteer and pushing them into a drafty, creepy basement with nothing but candles and flashlights to lead the way.

It's okay, they reassure, it's not that bad down there! The lights provided all seem to flicker dangerously though, almost completely going out at times, as you descend creaky stairs to a lower level. Apparently the demons are tired of risking their hide to get the power back on, but they're quite happy to risk all the guests'.

The basement is slightly flooded in some areas, bloody rain making its way through cracks in the foundation. It reeks of dampness and mold. There are things that skitter in the corner of your eye as you venture in further. Rats, bugs, and a few smaller beasts.

No one will be given more to go on than they're looking for a breaker box to reset, and hopefully, that'll get everything back up and running again. Unfortunately, there are so many twists and turns that it gets confusing after a while... How come the basement looks much bigger than it has any right to be anyway?

The basement is also jam packed with boxes just begging to be gone through. Most of them just seem to house an odd amount of clothing and what may be personal items left from previous guests, others hold decidedly more satanic and occult items. But if there's anything you're looking for in particular, from jewelry to a coat to a rad new walkman, you'll probably find it down here.

Keep going and you'll come across a room with a heavy steel door. If anyone should venture inside, they'll see a dungeon inside. There are demons chained to the walls in various ways, strung from the ceiling, or caged up that seem to be wasting away and forgotten. If they notice you, they'll try to plead with you to let them out, bribing you with information on Lucifer that no one else knows, but it's probably for the best you don't. There seem to be a few free spaces waiting for new additions after all... and besides, they've got to be locked down there for a reason, right?

Let them go against all better judgement and they'll most likely just rattle something off while they take off running as quick as they can.

Listen closely enough and you might hear tortured screams as they're presumably killed upon reaching the main floor of the lobby. It was probably inevitably, so don't blame yourself.

Anyway, moving on you keep going past the dungeon, and you'll finally find the room with the furnace and breakers to reset. It shouldn't take long to flip them back, but they'll continue to trip on and off for a while and may require multiple groups to make a return trek down to reset them until the demons finally correct the issues with the wiring that is causing these outages.

Speaking of issues with the wiring and what may have caused them... Hang around the bar or lobby enough, or around any area of the community, and you may hear muttering of something called The Veiled Order from beyond the gates. Some of the demons seem excited, others seem nervous. If asked, the demons may brush guests off. If drunk enough or given proper incentive, they may tell a story about a group of rebellious demons that Lucifer tried to cast out. They were damned to live in the burnt forests outside the gates, but sometimes, they still cause trouble.

Apparently, they thought they could be better rulers than Lucifer and were quite discontent with how he maintains Hell.

Some may say they're worried the Order is causing mischief by messing with the hotel, having had ample opportunity to sneak back within the gates. Others will laugh heartily and insist that it's a dumb tale to scare young demons, nothing more. Certainly nothing to worry about.

Another thing guests may overhear or bribe out of demons around the bar or club is talk about the call of infernal nightmares. If pressed for more info, the demons won't give much beyond the fact that it's a miserable thing, entirely miserable.

Prompt II

Apparently what the goblin-like demons accidentally set free are strange demons that possess fungi, dust, and dirt. They don't seem to quite be from this world, but they're called Coal Tars apparently. They're harmless creatures for the most part, but they do have a love of following around people with dark or sinister natures.

The staff will be offering a reward of a gourmet dinner of the guest's choice if anyone around the hotel will help to capture these little pests and bring them to the front desk. Afterwards, they'll be returned to the basement and locked away again.

Otherwise, people are free to ignore them or laugh at the people who can't seem to shake the little creatures following them around.

Careful though, breathing them in can make your lungs rot. Nasty way to go probably.

REACH UP HIGH

Prompt I
Warnings: cutting, blood, torture.

Whether you've been here for months or you're freshly arrived, your demonic overlord expects some participation. You can try and shirk the responsibility, of course. You can bargain your way out of it for a while. But eventually, you may find yourself trapped in a room just off the gym that's been fondly dubbed the torture room. It has all manner of equipment in there, along with an iron maiden even.

But don't worry about any of that right now. It probably won't be used.

You can try the door, but even with super human strength or every lock picking skill in the book, you won't be able to open it.

It soon becomes apparent what you're supposed to do soon enough when someone else is eventually shoved in with you. Both of your lists of sins will appear on a table that's been placed in the center of the room with two handy knives. You can choose to guard these or not care at all that they're on display.

"Know that honesty is a good place to start on your road to redemption. Sure, it can be terrifying at first, but that's why you've been given a partner in this journey. Pick up your knives and carve at least one sin into each other's flesh. Help in the journey to be candid with everyone you should meet here!"

The voice echoes all around you again, just like in the nightmare, and once again there's the pull to give in. This voice really does seem like it has your best interests at heart.

"If you need a bit of encouragement, we'll be giving it shortly."

It isn't a lie or idle threat either. The longer you wait to do what's been requested of you, the more shallow cuts that will appear on both of your bodies. Are you really prepared to endure this pain when giving in would be so much easier?

And more than that, are you willing to let another suffer along with you?

Eventually, the cuts will stop if you suffer them long enough, but you'll have failed this challenge and sustained more damage than if you'd just gone along with it. Satan will also be very disappointed in you.

Prompt II

"A generous nature is an important part of being a righteous person. Greed is a sin my Father frowns on quite a bit. What I ask you to do today is to go out and find a gift for that special someone or friend of yours and give them something to smile over."

With the items available in the basement and the shop in the hotel carrying a few new items, Lucifer would like to spread the good will of gift giving. It doesn't matter if you're not well acquainted with each other yet. You don't need to be! Anyone can spread cheer by giving a gift.

And if you don't, expect to be in excruciating pain for a few hours, and struggling for a breath. If you can't share a gift, then you don't deserve to share all that oxygen, do you?


FOLLOW ME DOWN

Prompt I
Warnings: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con.

With all the sinners, new and old, the bar will be lit up with activity and absolutely bustling with guests and demons alike. Food and drinks will be readily available and provided by hotel staff (although they might not always know what humans eat. What do you mean, you don't like fried kitten?), music will be blaring, 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 will be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

You may not get much of a chance to have that in hell after all. So one drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that.

There will also be every sort of party drug available that might tickle your fancy. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in hell and the staff is handing it out and so helpfully showing you how to use it, or recommending a type that would suit what you want.

You've presumably done your atonement for the day, yes? So cut back a bit, let loose. Hell might be pain and torment, but it's also a nonstop party in the bar.

There's even a brand new stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave!

Ask the staff demons very nicely and you may even get less scrupulous drugs as well. Things that will convince your fellow damned souls to tell only the truth for a fun prank, or perhaps even potions that will make someone so enamored with you, they won't take their eyes, or hands, off you. How dare they give you the cold shoulder earlier, right? You've got them now.

There are also 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, if you're in a gambling mood. 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, right?



Prompt II
Warnings: sex, aphrodisiacs, potential dubcon/noncon, potential kinks.

The club within Penance has always offered many options for debauchery, but now it seems they're stepping things up a bit. There are themed rooms for sex machines (the same that were present at the carnival) that can be controlled by a demon or a partner. If asked, they'll gladly set you up on stage to put on a performance for the entire club.

They won't side eye you for any other kink you ask for either, however depraved it is.

But the succubi are handing out potions again, that can be taken willingly or not. The purpose of them is to strip away all of your inhibitions... or in certain cases, your mind as well as your will. It will leave those who take the potion as a perfect little pet or slave for someone.

It doesn't matter if you're generally strong-willed or not interested in submitting. You'll find yourself wanting to please someone until it's the most important thing on your mind. Maybe until it's the only thing on your mind. It doesn't even matter if you generally hate or adore the person you've attached yourself to, you'll find yourself sinking down on your knees anyway.

This is the perfect time to play out all those daddy kinks, domination and submission scenes, or perhaps a bit of pet play. It doesn't matter what theme of the game you choose, you're suddenly all for it no matter what.

Because you just want to make someone happy, even if what makes them happy is hurting you as much as pampering.

MISC.
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nonsuperhero: (shades)

DUDE THEY'VE GOT THE SAME SMILE PB WIN!

[personal profile] nonsuperhero 2019-08-10 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Were you thinking now?" It wasn't how he'd imagined his first day in Hell going, but it was a better use of the time than continuing to bounce around being incredulous.
nonsuperhero: (shadow)

[personal profile] nonsuperhero 2019-08-10 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit.



Shit.

"Okay." He calmed himself by force of will. And, carefully, reached out and touched her shoulder. "For now, we're both here. Maybe it's selfish of me—being Hell and all—but I'm really glad to be with you."
flashcat: ([cat] Pondering)

[personal profile] flashcat 2019-08-10 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It would, especially if their little cloud were toxic.

[They were demons, and it didn't seem unlikely. She just hoped if it were indeed true, it was relatively harmless in small instances.]

Better not to find out the hard way.
fan_of_red_dawn: (Through the looking glass)

[personal profile] fan_of_red_dawn 2019-08-10 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Itachi nods, looking down at the table. There were two lists, he knew his. The bold lettering on it, outlining the crimes he committed against his family. He let his hand pass over to the other sheet of paper, stepping closer to the other man.

"Which one?"
fan_of_red_dawn: (Hanging by a moment)

[personal profile] fan_of_red_dawn 2019-08-10 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Itachi." He is still quiet, his focus on the task before him. "It is a shame we were unable to meet under better circumstances, Setsuna-san."

Polite, but stoic. Is there another way to be when you are currently halfway through cutting another's sin into their flesh?
sharktrash: (blank // lolwut)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2019-08-10 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well that is... pathetic. Squalo's eyebrows rise a bit. ]

You'd rather spend quality time here for fuck knows how long?
knucklesdirty: (flirting)

OMG you're right ahahaha

[personal profile] knucklesdirty 2019-08-10 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure. Might as well, right?" Not exactly what Francis had expected either, but it was better than sharking darts at the bar over questionable whiskey. And it was spending time with Clint, and he hadn't been able to do that in about five years. So it was... good. Nice, he guessed.
hypoxic: (It's like you're still near)

[personal profile] hypoxic 2019-08-10 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gasps when she keeps him this close, but slowly slides his hands around her. He's almost sure there's a reason not to, but he can't remember what ought to hold him back.]
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Teasing you lovingly)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Not like either of his other mentors were all that better. She wasn't a drug addict, or the Devil, right?

When she asks his age, Setsuna looks sheepish, twirls a finger on the carpet beneath him, then looks up at her and admits, "Sixteen. You?" Question for a question, right?

Unfortunately, when it came to Hell, Setsuna accepted the idea that anyone could go there. Especially in his world. He watches her smoke, again, studying her movements.
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Smirk)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
( Setsuna manages a laugh to that. ) Overthinking? Nah. ( He smiles, and his tone remains light. )

Find good wherever you can. Even in Hell. Like hot cocoa, or good company.

( Here he greedily takes a drink of the warm liquid, too thrilled. He has to correct himself. )

Especially in Hell.
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Smirk)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Well, not that long ago, I thought I was just a normal human.

[Setsuna says this with a shrug. He waits when Cain says he's still joining him, then continues when he catches up.]

Apparently, I'm a reincarnated fallen angel who turned against God. But I'm not sure how I ended up here. This isn't the Hell from the world I'm from.

[He turns back, gives Cain some serious consideration, then has to ask - because you never know.] So...you human?
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Soft smile)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't have to call me that. Setsuna is good enough, Itachi," Setsuna assures, trying to stay still and keep this as easy as possible on Itachi.

For Setsuna, there was always being stubborn, about everything. But that didn't always make things better for other people. He wasn't sure how this was going to go later on, but for now, he just grits his teeth as the formerly carved areas burn.
failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Horrified)

[personal profile] failed_antichrist 2019-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Quality time? Like playing car-

[ Setsuna cuts off as a line of red slices on his upper arm. ]

What the Hell? [ He slaps a hand over the offended area, and gives Squalo a glare of accusation, but he's no where Setsuna. So, no...that's not it. ]
deaddrop: (pic#13347546)

[personal profile] deaddrop 2019-08-11 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Natasha doesn't see a reason not to. She's confident as she dances against him, tossing her hair and smiling.

That drink was just what she needed to unwind.

Fitz too, from the look of it.]
deaddrop: (pic#13347565)

[personal profile] deaddrop 2019-08-11 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"It's all right, you don't have to—" she cuts off, licking her lips and wincing a little. She says that too much. She's starting to lose track of how many times she's assured someone her own death was for the best, that it was better this way, that it's what she wanted. "It's okay," she says instead after a moment, then adds, "It's not what I would have chose if I could but it was the only way."
theonewiththewand: (roar)

[personal profile] theonewiththewand 2019-08-11 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's a distressing thought, yet one that is more than possible in this place. Still, his smirk is amused. ]

True. Where were you headed anyway? Before I distracted you with potential prey.
hiddenobjective: (02)

<333 it's perf. cain is terrible

[personal profile] hiddenobjective 2019-08-11 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He all but snarls at the 'compliment', which he takes as something much more demeaning and backhanded than Francis had likely intended. The box of chocolate being waved around in his face is enough of a distraction that it has him focusing on that.]

Hm. I try to start shit out on the right foot. [By his teasing tone and smirk, he obviously means that the answer to Francis' question is basically 'yes'.] My turn. Do you call every guy you run into 'beautiful' and then try to woo them with chocolate you found in a musty-ass basement or am I just unlucky?

[Despite his question, he still snags the box, opening it with curiosity, though he doesn't immediately try any. Strangely, the chocolate looks fine. Surprising considering where Francis had gotten it from.]
hypoxic: (my lightest side)

[personal profile] hypoxic 2019-08-11 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[She seems like she's enjoying herself so much. And that keeps him close to her, loosening with her guidance.

He tries to check with her and make sure she's having fun, but the sound of his voice is lost under the blaring music.]
spacebebop: 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓇𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝒾𝓈 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 (pose⮟ℐ'𝓂 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ)

[personal profile] spacebebop 2019-08-11 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
( Her sassy response was expected, and considered. Jet looks away as his thoughts lift themselves back onto the Bebop. Pretty sure he was anxious as hell and waiting for some word or sight of Spike. The last time he'd seen him the man wafted into his ship like a bad smell. Made a small stink and left. Just like the both of them, actually. Faye and Spike.

Damn, Ed too.

Jet looks back to Faye as she speaks up again. He knew that expression, it was the same damned one he wore when he looked at himself in the mirror earlier that night. Did you die, you dumb son of a bitch? Yeah, that's about right.
)

We were on the Bebop. We were fine. Pretty sure we decided to chase Ed and Ein.
spacebebop: ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓃ℯ (drink⮟ℳ𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃)

[personal profile] spacebebop 2019-08-11 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
( Jet likes this kid. He has a good attitude on him. Setsuna's got a different tune than what he's been hearing as of late, that's for sure. Even before he find himself here in Hell, Jet's atmosphere has declined into a bleak oblivion of uncertainty, of dread.

Then, of course, he wakes up in Hell.
)

Well, can't argue there.
deaddrop: (erigone atra)

[personal profile] deaddrop 2019-08-11 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't hear anything over the music. Maybe she's not listening for anything else—nothing else seems to matter.]
silverkitsune: (and face me)

[personal profile] silverkitsune 2019-08-11 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Distracted as he may seem by the blood at his wrist, Mitsuhide isn't distracted enough to be caught so simply. He snaps his hand back, pointing a golden-eyed glare at Cain, his lips pressed together in a thin line rather than their usual smile.]

Pray tell, what part of the list on the table over there has given you the mistaken impression that I've any intention of submitting to such a thing? [There's a slight pause, and then that smile is creeping back.] Not that it would be the first time, admittedly.

[Make of that what you will.]

If you're so eager, why don't we start with your list?
silverkitsune: (the doctor tells me)

[personal profile] silverkitsune 2019-08-11 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Mitsuhide just smiles.]

You mistake being well-spoken for being polite. I can assure you, most times I am anything but.

[Anything but polite, that is. Hideyoshi in particular would have some things to say about that, he's sure.

He regards the next question with open curiosity, tilting his head a little, blinking a few times before responding.]


Why no, I can't say it's often come up. Is pale hair so uncommon in your time? [Almost self-consciously he lifts a hand to fiddle idly with a lock of his own white hair, though the smile on his face isn't self-conscious at all.] I shall have to remember that, should I ever see Ieyasu again. I'm quite certain I can find a way to use that to torment him.

[And yes, that's Ieyasu Tokugawa he just name-dropped so casually.]
silverkitsune: (dead as dead can be)

[personal profile] silverkitsune 2019-08-11 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
Is that so?

[He redirects his attention from the game back to the woman, still smiling as always, although an eyebrow arches in interest at her statement. No one in Azuchi is much of a challenge at hanafuda anymore--and only Nobunaga himself is a match for him at Go--but in this place, with a new game to learn? That could be... interesting.]

Mitsuhide Akechi. A pleasure to meet you, Miss...?

[There are a few titles he could've tacked onto the end of that, but why bother?]
silverkitsune: (the doctor tells me)

[personal profile] silverkitsune 2019-08-11 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[The name of the drink is unfamiliar, obviously foreign; nonetheless Mitsuhide turns to the bartender and dutifully repeats it, sending the bartender off to gather the ingredients for the cocktail.]

And now, my pretty new friend--

[He'd tack on a little in there somewhere, except Nezumi is actually just slightly taller than he is. But hey, there's time. Maybe it'll come later, when he's feeling more patronizing than he is currently. He's actually in a pretty good mood for a guy that just found himself in Hell. (Not that anyone back home would be terribly surprised to hear that. Something about being in his element.)]

I know I said I expect nothing, however at this stage of our conversation I feel a name might be in order. Otherwise I'm going to be forced to devise a pet name for you, and most people I do that for get horribly bent out of shape about it.