TEST DRIVE MEME #4

[penancemods]

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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Comments

[lovelylaica]

[ Once the square jawed, blue eyed man with the sandy hair makes his way on stage the drink is absolutely overkill. Her lips part and she arches her back at his touch, making the tug all that much more sweet agony. She looks up at him with a heavy-lidded gaze. She keeps stroking the phallus, her fingers playing over the form with a delicate, teasing touch as she openly admires him. ]

I think, between the two of us, we could come up with something worth watching.

[ She turns to step closer to him, the tips of her breasts just brushing him as she speaks even more softly. ]

What would you have of me, ser?

[invicto]

[ Oh, but she is lovely. He doesn't know who she is, but that really doesn't matter, does it? She's bent over and willing and it takes some restraint not to just get his hands all over her right that instant.

No, teasing her, playing with her, that sounds much more exciting. Especially when they have a captive audience watching every second. ]

I think you're already worth watching as it is.

[ Especially with her fingers tracing along the toy. Still, James isn't about to complain that she turns away from when it means she ends up so close to him. ]

Well, I'd like a chance to admire your ropes properly, [ He murmurs while tracing a finger along the rope resting over one of her nipples. ] I want you in the middle of the stage. Facing our audience while I... examine you.

[lovelylaica]

[ She actually has the grace to blush at the compliment. ]

Maybe. But it's always more fun to share.

[ She trembles a little when he touches the rope on her breast. The way the whole web of knotting responds to each touch, each step, is threatening to drive her mad. He's so handsome she doesn't really want to look away, but the prospect of giving him control and not even being able to see what he's doing is so exciting she can't really find it in her to protest. She slides her fingertips along the front of his shirt, tilting her face up as if to kiss him but not quite getting in range for that. ]

Whatever you say, ser.

[ She steps to the center of the stage. Or, more accurately, slinks. Which causes the knots to rub against her in different ways. She bites her lip to keep from moaning and turns to face the audience. Exposed and aroused and feeling their hungry gaze on every inch of her exposed skin. The cool breeze against her cleft only highlighting how hot she is between her legs. She looks back over her shoulder to see what he's up to. Her arousal is making her impatient, and she's wondering what it might feel like to touch herself if he doesn't get there soon enough. ]

[invicto]

[ Oh, that blush is lovely. He makes a mental note to remember to dole out more praise, if it gets a reaction like that out of her every time.

He doesn't give into the temptation of that kiss, smiling down at her as she runs her hands over his shirt, letting his hands fall away so that she can take the position he told her to in the center of the stage.

And she does make for a pretty sight. It helps that she doesn't seem to be the least bit self-conscious, if anything she seems to enjoy the attention, from James and the audience alike. He steps up behind her, fingers tracing the ropes tied around her thighs, tugging here or there just to hear her gasp and watch her squirm when it rubs against her between her legs. ]

Be a good girl and put your hands behind your back for me.

[lovelylaica]

[ She wanted a kiss, but not getting one is a different kind of thrill. Delaying the gratification, maybe. Or denying her that tenderness entirely. She's not sure, yet. The ambiguity of it is intriguing. Mixed with the praise, the "good girl", it's enough to make her knees weak.

She bites her lip when he tugs on the ropes, breathing a little harder. The ropes between her legs are already wet. ]

Yes, ser.

[ She says softly, clasping her hands behind her back as he ordered. She's not sure where to look. She can feel them watching her, devouring her with their eyes. Actually meeting those eyes might be too much. She turns her head slightly, speaking low for only him to hear. ]

I want to make them jealous of us.

[invicto]

[ James walks slowly and steps up behind her, letting out a low, appraising purr as he slides his fingertips up her arms, rounding her shoulders, then trailing back down to her wrists. He's close enough that she'll feel his warmth just behind her, though their bodies don't actually touch, save for the faint brushing of his knuckles as he slowly undoes his belt, then tugs it out of the belt loops.

He then wraps the leather around her wrists. In her state, he has a feeling she won't protest much, but he still gives her enough time to tell him to stop. ]

I think they're already jealous of me, [ He comments, leaning down just enough to brush his lips against her ear, breathing hot air against the shell as he speaks in a low voice. ] You are quite the sight, after all. I'm sure they'd all love to get their hands all over you...

[ But it's only James's hands touching her now, rounding her hips, slipping low between her legs, fingertips just barely brushing her inner thighs. He can already feel her warm and wet even without touching her directly, and he smirks. ]

Mm, no wonder you're so eager. [ He slips one finger along the rope taut over her cunt, just barely brushing along her folds, gathering some of that slick fluid. ]

[lovelylaica]

[ Laica closes her eyes, focusing on the light touch on her arms, the warmth of his body. The anticipation and attention enough to make her mind go blank. All she feels is lust pulsing through her like a living thing. She gasps a little louder when he binds her wrists. She tugs at the hold, not trying to escape but trying to see how secure it is.

There's a feeling of panic flickering somewhere in her mind. With her wrists bound, she can't cast a spell. And how much does she trust this handsome stranger? When has trusting handsome strangers ever worked out in her favor?

But before she can really give thought to that (something she doesn't want to do anyway) his fingers tease along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Her breath catches as she starts to ache between her legs. The teasing touch of the ropes not even close to giving her the satisfaction she so desperately craves. ]

Oh, give yourself some credit, darl--ah!"

[ Whatever attempt at wittiness she was going to make is cut off by his finger slipping along her cleft. Her hips twitch as she reflexively tries to work his finger deeper into her. ]

[invicto]

[ She could probably struggle free from the belt, but James is hoping she won't want to. Granted, right now he's very much enjoying having her at his mercy, but still he doesn't think he'll do anything that'll earn any sentiments from her that aren't eagerness and a desire for more.

He sucks in a breath when she cries softly, biting on his lower lip as he moves closer, pressing himself lightly against her side. He leans in and breathes a soft hum against the shell of her ear, his fingertip again teasing along her slit, shifting the rope slightly so it rubs against her. ]

Look at that... how wet you are. Is that all for me, or were you already like this even before I joined you?

[ Not that the answer really changes anything, he's only teasing her. His finger finally finds her opening, pushing inside about only halfway, an easy move when she's so slick. ]

[lovelylaica]

[ She doesn't want to. If she were in full possession of her faculties, she might ask about it or test it more. As it is, she won't even do that. A complete, dreamy sort of submission. Ready to do whatever he asks of her.

The feeling of his body pressed tight to her side is electric. She trembles to stay as she is, her hands back, breasts straining against the ropes that brush over her nipples with every breath she draws. She looks at him sidelong, breathing harder as he teases her with his fingertips. The ropes he teases also shift between her arse cheeks and she longs for something, anything inside of her somewhere. ]

I... was already wet from the ropes. You made me drip.

[ She turns her head, trying to catch his lips for a kiss. And moans, soft and breathy, when he sinks his finger into her. ]

[invicto]

[ James hums, close to a purr, smiling against the shell of her ear as he shifts his hands so he can plunge his finger deeper into her. ]

I did, didn't I... looks like you might need something to alleviate that ache.

[ He murmurs against her lips as he leans down to kiss her, canting his head and parting his lips to swipe his tongue into her mouth, deep and forceful, while he pulls out and slides back in with two fingers next.

He parts from her with a soft gasp, his other hand grabbing the ropes on the small of her back and tugging hard, making sure the tension has them rubbing against her ass and pussy. ]

We could use that machine you liked so much. Or get you on your knees and put your mouth to good use.

[ He bites on her lower lip pointedly, slowing the thrusts of his fingers to a near halt. ]

[lovelylaica]

[ She gasps sharply as he thrusts his finger into her, her body stiffening from getting something like what it wants. She sighs into his kiss, bending toward him and rocking her hips to meet the second, deeper thrust. A soft, wailing cry escapes her as he pulls away, his fingers and his grip on the rope making her head spin. She writhes between them, wanton and needing more.

She looks at him with glassy eyes, lips parted as she tries to gather her thoughts enough to make a choice. ]

I want to taste you.

[ Her knees are weak anyway. And she might not be able to cast any spells with her hands but she can with her lips, something she plans to show him. ]

[invicto]

[ It's not nearly as satisfying, for either of them, as it would be to have his cock inside her, but the way she squirms and whimpers and rocks her hips against his fingers nearly makes up for it. She cries when he pulls away and he groans audibly, biting down on her neck while he keeps pulling on the rope at a steady pace so it keeps rubbing against her.

Her answer, along with that glassed look, pleases him immensely. His lips curl and he lets go of the ropes, instead holding her arm in a firm but not too tight grip, tugging just so. ]

Get on your knees, then.

[ His belt's already out of the way, so he quickly pops open the button of his trousers, already working on getting the layers of clothing out of the way while she sinks down in front of him. ]

[lovelylaica]

[ Laica breathes harder when James bites her neck, face flushed as all thought escapes her. Just reacting to the sensations all but overwhelming her. She sinks to her knees as he bids her. Which is just as well, as they were threatening to give out underneath her anyway.

Her eyes lid heavily as he exposes himself to her. She leans forward to close her lips around the tip of his cock. She looks up at him through her lashes as she slowly works her way down his shaft. Her tongue curling around him inside her mouth. Just the slightest shimmer of magic on her tongue, giving a tingling feeling almost like a spark of electricity. ]

[invicto]

[ James lets out a low purr, crawling up from deep in his throat. He reaches down and brushes his fingers almost gently through her hair, his other hand stroking her cheek, pleased and soothed by her eagerness to obey. ]

That's a good girl... [ He murmurs, a breath that turns to a soft gasp when he feels that trace of electricity travel from her tongue to the tip of his cock, making his hips jerk slightly. ] Shit... Got some tricks up your sleeve too, huh?

[lovelylaica]

[ Laica's eyes drift closed at the soft touches, the way he purrs his approval. The awareness of the crowd watching dissolves as she focuses only on him. Pleasing him. Pleasuring him. She doesn't gag when his hips jerk, anticipating some sort of reaction.

Her eyes open when he asks her the question. But she doesn't move to try to speak. Instead she keeps her eyes locked on his, blue matching blue, as she tightens her lips around the base of his cock and they frost over. ]