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TEST DRIVE MEME #1


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

The hotel is undergoing some improvements already! Thanks to the new arrival of sinners, hell has a burst of energy and growth available to it. One demand of the demonic staff was the addition of elevators. It gets tiresome having to take the stairs all the time. They'll eagerly implore you to help them test out this new system, even going so far as shoving you right in the nearest available elevator with whoever else is in the vicinity.

Unfortunately, things aren't quite up to par just yet. Press a button and you'll find your elevator gets jammed between floors with very little chance of escape. Oh, oops. This is entirely the hotel's fault and will be fixed as soon as possible. In the meantime, enjoy your company and try to relax a bit.

It's definitely a high priority repair for staff, promise.

Prompt II

Maybe you were looking for the hotel gym to work off some stress or maybe you just took a wrong left somewhere, but instead of what you were expecting, you stumble across what appears to be a very well stocked torture room. There are tables with straps to hold down victims, chains falling from the walls and ceilings to bind them upright, and absolutely every possible torture device you can think of. There's even an iron maiden proudly displayed in the corner. Besides that, there's the normal supply of whips, knives, and any other equipment someone could want to inflict the most delicious pain available.

You're free to check it out or give it a go. You're also free to back out of the room very slowly, but with the knowledge this space will probably come into play at some point.

Oh, and a tip: the gym is to the right of this room.

REACH UP HIGH

Prompt I
Warnings: cutting, blood, torture.

After settling in, it really is only a matter of time until your demonic hosts expect some participation. You can try and shirk the responsibility, of course. But eventually, you may find yourself trapped in a room just off the kitchen that's curiously full of knives. 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 becomes apparently what you're supposed to do soon enough when someone else is eventually shoved in with you. Both of your lists of in will appear in the room on a nearby table 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 one of your sins into the other's flesh. Help them in their journey to be candid with everyone they 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

Well, that last punishment was a bit heavy, wasn't it? Or maybe you somehow skipped out on it all together. Fortunately for you, there's a less horrible one to get potentially wrapped up in along the way. You'll hear that all too familiar voice ringing in your ears as you explore the halls of the hotel or poke your head outside.

"Do one genuinely kind deed for someone and we'll consider it a step in the right direction for you."

This can be helping one of your fellow sinners out with a task or helping them find something. It can be a shoulder or a listening ear towards someone who needs it. You can even offer to help the staff clean up a bit around the hotel, or help a poor hell beast pup out of the hellfire around Penance. Careful though, even they have pretty sharp teeth and an aggressive attitude. It doesn't matter what you do as long as it helps someone else out.

Oh, and one more thing! The longer you resist, the more aches you'll notice. It'll start with a mild headache and escalate from there. You can wait it out, of course, and pills may help you cope with the pain if you really can't be bothered to do one nice deed. Although Satan is still very disappointed in you.

FOLLOW ME DOWN

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

With all the new sinners arriving, this feels like a call for celebration! The bar will be lit up with activity. 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.

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 you've presumably done your atonement for the day, yes? So cut back a bit.

Ask the staff demons very nicely and you may even get less scrupulous drugs. Things that will convince your fellow damned souls to tell the truth or perhaps even things that will make someone so enamored with you, they won't take their eyes off you. How dare they give you the cold shoulder earlier, right?

There are also tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with.

Relax and enjoy your first night in hell. 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 kinks.


Much like the hotel improvements inside, all these new sinners seem to have given hell the ability to open a new building just outside the hotel. It happens to be quite a happening sex club from the looks of it. Everything is bathed in obnoxious neon lights when you first enter the establishment. There's plenty of space for dancing, and poles for those so inclined. Mood music fills the air, along with something a little too sweet.

As tacky as it is, something may pull you to stay.

Whether experienced lover or total virgin, once pulled in, you may not want to leave for a while.

There are back rooms people can go for a bit of private fun, full of every type of toy and restraint that you could possibly desire to play with. There's also a rather large room with a massive bed that seems to be fit for any orgies you may want to try to arrange. Hell's not judging and may be encouraging a bit.

There are aphrodisiac laced food and drinks available around the club as well, but these will most likely be marked. If one slips through, ah well. Why else are you here if not for a bit of fun? The drugs will only help that out.

Of course outside, this club is clearly marked for what it is and anyone who would rather avoid it are free to do so.

MISC.

Thank you for checking out [community profile] penancerp's first TDM! Please note that all prompts are opt-out and players are more than welcome to come up with their own ideas while exploring the hotel and hell outside.

All that we ask is that you remember to put clear warnings on any potentially triggering content! Warn for sex, including underage or incest, violence, abuse, non-con, etc. Please put these warning in a visible place, either by the prompt itself or in the subject line. This isn't just a suggestion but a requirement to participate in the game.

Now that all that's out of the way, we hope you have fun! Feel free to ask questions under the appropriate comment before or on the FAQ page. Since this is the game's first TDM, we are also very interested in hearing any suggestions you have or ways to improve the game experience.

Since this is a big event, Lucifer himself will be taking a few questions via his device for anyone so inclined down below.

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compelledtoprotect: (such innocent innocence)

[personal profile] compelledtoprotect 2019-05-23 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was extremely satisfying to have total control. So much fun! Even the swearing was amusing, though normally he'd object to the profanity at least for form's sake. He tortured the man a little longer, teasing the head while still holding James immobile, then shifted to a better angle. Steve took the whole of James' erection in one long slide all the way down to the root, his nose pressed against skin as he smirked around it, eyes still angled to watch the man's face. He held there a long moment before drawing back up to the tip, sucking a little.

Steve's eyes glittered with amusement before he slid down again and finally released James' hips. He braced both hands on the bed to either side of the man's body and started to bob, almost as if he were doing push-ups, winking at James in a clear goad to move. It didn't matter what the man did, he could easily take it. He'd had some unexpected practice on the island and learned fast how to handle anything a usual lover could manage.]
invicto: (fourteen.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-05-23 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, he had to do something to get back at Steve, so cursing it was. Granted, he'd curse any other time, and the more Steve tried to get him to stop, the likelier he was to do it. Right now it was a means to release his frustration, at least until Steve released his hips.

When Steve bobbed his head to the base of his cock, he cried out in bliss, practically seeing white. He didn't even realize it at first that Steve had released his hips, but he was definitely moving even before being aware of that. He let out a groan when he noticed, and he started moving his hips in earnest, each roll a little too eager and a little too sharp to even match Steve's pace, but the pleasure of shoving his cock into Steve's mouth far outweighed the lack of coordination in their movements. ]
styxtoshadows: (hoodie  8)

[personal profile] styxtoshadows 2019-05-24 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh come on," he scoffs. "You humans don't go in for cannibalism."

But there's a little uncertainty to his voice. If this guy walked through walls who knew what else he might do?
mitsubishievo: PB: Diego Barrueco (17.bought a $100 bottle of champagne)

[personal profile] mitsubishievo 2019-05-24 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
The first few moments felt like a long wait. A fine shiver worked through Kavinsky's body. And then, James was inside him--so rapidly that Kavinsky cried out, the noise turning into a moan at the end. The noise of it didn't echo, exactly, but it filled up the space for a moment.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned when he had his breath back. His knees almost gave out. He rolled his hips a little in the firm, assuring grip of James's hands.
theonewiththewand: (spoon)

[personal profile] theonewiththewand 2019-05-24 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
He looks a bit surprised, but he's also listening as he arches a faintly skeptical eyebrow. Skeptical mostly at the idea of there being no problems at all in the transition.

Then, he's never exactly had the respect of his enemies, so, there is that. But he's still skeptical.

"You really didn't run into any issues working together?" If it's true, he's impressed.
ouijahands: (ah yes)

[personal profile] ouijahands 2019-05-24 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Klaus's hips move to meet James's, though he's not quite as slow about it. He's not in a particular hurry (for Klaus), but he's always had a hard time taking things slowly. He's just too frenetic of a person.

He leans up against Jim, opening his mouth to the kiss and returning it eagerly. His hands can't get enough of James's skin; there's no real finesse to the way they roam over his. His movements aren't clumsy or fumbling, just...insistent, seeking, hungry.
invicto: (fourteen.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-05-24 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
It was probably a good thing that Kavinsky was effectively trapped between James and the table, so he wasn't going anywhere even if his knees gave out. James made sure to bury himself in deep, grunting as he held Kavinsky's hips tighter, and he gave him little more than a second to adjust before he was moving again.

The second thrust was just as sharp and ruthless, pulling out more than half the way only to drill back in with the same force, feeling the table shift slightly with the momentum, skin slapping against skin when he pushed Kavinsky against the edge. He moaned hotly as those muscles clenched around his cock, and he immediately chased after that feeling again, starting on a deep pace, if steady and fairly slow for now.
Edited 2019-05-24 11:07 (UTC)
invicto: (eight.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-05-24 11:24 am (UTC)(link)
James definitely has a different version of taking things slowly, but he doesn't mind the pace Klaus sets in the least. This sort of setting is much more suited for a quick screw than anything else anyway.

There's a bite to the kiss, teeth dragging across flesh, and James purrs warmly as he feels Klaus's hands all over him. Every so often Klaus finds a more sensitive patch of skin, and he shudders or tenses up when he traces around a larger or more distinct scar, though he doesn't ever stop him. If anything he grabs Klaus's ass harder and grinds his hips against him more insistently, moaning at the friction when their erections rub against each other.
noassgardian: (b | looking down)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-24 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, that purr. Billy's lips part to give a nip as he's pressed back against the wall. It's easy to get wrapped up in the solid press of a body against his, the leg pressed between his firmly.

Billy squirms a bit, grinding down against him for the friction as he abandons the kiss in favor of moving his mouth almost feverishly over James' neck as his hands dip down to grab at his ass and pull him in closer.]
noassgardian: (pic#13099854)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-24 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
The table does seem to protest a bit in a concerning way when Draco adds his weight to it, but all Billy can do for a long moment is lay there, boneless and breathless underneath the solid weight of a warm body. A one night stand hadn't been what he set out for, but for a few blissful moments... at least he's not thinking about Hell.

Although as soon as he can, he does start to shift beneath him, giving Draco a careful nudge. "We should move before this table gives finally."
noassgardian: (b | looking down)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-24 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"And I thought my family was unusual..." Superheroes and movie stars who-- can control people? That sounds eerily familiar to him. At least the powers part.

"I'm sorry though... no one should be forced into that sort of life. It's not easy. I used to be a superhero too. Never got a figure though." How unfair.

"Yes," he answers simply enough when Klaus starts running through his list, huffing out a laugh. "Except the three wishes... that's a genie thing. I'm not a genie."
noassgardian: (b | talking)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-24 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, just the usual powers. He smiles a bit, almost apologetically. "It's nothing to apologize for. I brought it up."

He pauses at that question, humming thoughtfully as he considers it. "You sure you want to go there, Steve? I'm sure I can think of a variety of things."
sharktrash: (shouting // don't get in my way)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2019-05-24 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ YEAH THAT MAKES IT SO MUCH BETTER DOESN'T IT!! ]

[ aaaaand the knife stops. ]

[ the impertinent hair bandit stares at her back for a moment. ]

[ THEN HE FUKKEN LAFFS, ]


Heeey! Now you're talkin'!

[ apparently clawing one's way out of Hell and enacting ruin and vengeance is something he can very much get behind. ]
Edited 2019-05-24 18:23 (UTC)
phaseshifter: (o((*^▽^*))o)

[personal profile] phaseshifter 2019-05-24 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh! Oh oh oh she made a bandit laugh! That's. Weirdly satisfying, actually, and she looks back at him just to make sure that he's laughing with her and not at her.

It. Seems to check out. Probably. Either way, she fuckin beams at him like he's not in the middle of etching Harry Potter And The Bandit's Bullshit into her skin and even gigglesnorts just a bit. Hopefully this makes up for the Earth dissing from before. Just a little.
]

Ooh, are you in? Because I'm gonna need loyal minions to pull this off, obviously. How are your shovelling skills? Demon killcount?

[ That's a joke, of course, she doesn't expect Hair Bandit's killcount to include any scary demon shit.

Probably.

It is a pretty big list.
]
sharktrash: (smirk // leering)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2019-05-24 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's just about done, and Weird Space Witch having some good ideas means he's at least not dragging it out on purpose. So, there's a few more cuts and... it's over? Maybe? ]

If I'm in, then definitely not as a minion. [ he expects the CEO chair at least gurl. at least he still looks amused rather than annoyed. he's not taking this too seriously yet -- what useful skills could this girl possibly have for a riot -- but it's an entertaining thought all the same. ] If it can die, I can kill it.

[ no Squalo you're not that good are you showing off now ]
theonewiththewand: (i know)

[personal profile] theonewiththewand 2019-05-24 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
After a bit more breathing, Draco says something completely unintelligible in protest, and there's a distinct sort of... well, it's definitely a whine. But eventually he finds the energy to push himself up.

He still blinks down at Billy somewhat blankly for a moment more, before his eyebrow quirks faintly in amusement. "Surprised it's lasted this long, honestly."

But he shifts back, only a tad lightheaded after everything he's had tonight mixes in with the post-haze bliss. It is rather unconsciously that he offers a helpful hand to tug Billy off the wobbly table.
phaseshifter: (:Ia)

[personal profile] phaseshifter 2019-05-24 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
..Are you done? Can I zip up? Ugh, this is - it's gonna stain, isn't it.

[ SO DISMAYED. It's worse than the pain, okay, her dress is really cute. Alas.

Still, she's not going to get too buttmad about it when she's succeeding in entertaining the bandit. She's not exactly taking this seriously either - not really. It's just a dumb joke, right?

Except, you know. Pulling it off would be really cool. And maybe it's worth thinking about now and then? It's not like she'll be short on time here, and fantasising never hurt anyone, and...
]

But you'd make such a good minion! [B E A M S.] So what killed you, if you're so good at killing things? I mean, since you're here and you don't look like you died of old age I assu-- wait, that's a really rude thing to ask, isn't it? Uhm. Never mind.
invicto: (nine.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-05-24 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The drugs are no doubt helping with the arousal, and maybe with the lowered inhibitions too, but James can't bring himself to care much when he has Billy this eager and willing against him.

He moans when the kiss breaks and Billy grabs his ass firmly, his hips pushing forward again, grinding against the younger man's. While he cants his head and offers up more of his neck, his hands trail up Billy's torso underneath his shirt, fingertips of one brushing across a nipple in a slow, teasing touch. ]
followhim: <lj user=shadowblinder> (pieces that are sacrificed)

[personal profile] followhim 2019-05-25 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he wants to keep explaining himself since he clearly didn't make himself clear enough but he finds himself wanting to sink down and take klaus' words to heart. chill out. enjoy it. stop... overthinking. or thinking at all.

so he decides to slump. return to his spot at the bar instead of leaning real hard or straddling the counter or whatever he had been mysteriously doing before.

relax. it's fine. he used to be able to relax. there was a time in his life when he was not a tightly wound ball of tension. they were pretty much all pre-sex experiment camp. that said, he's still trying to reach and find all that calm. ]


I won't bite you again. Unless you want me to. [ his words sound like they're coming from 5 inches to the left of wherever he is. just that far removed.]

It's not so bad.
sharktrash: (contemplative // smirk)

[personal profile] sharktrash 2019-05-25 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Skepticism is all fair and good, even if Squalo thinks it's perfectly fine for his story to be exceptional. He drains some of his drink before answering.

"A bit, I guess. I wasn't the boss, so I had to do what I'm told quite a lot." He shoots Draco a skew grin, making it sound more like a boast than an admission; "I'm not very good at that."

Giving orders and just doing whatever the hell he pleased, alliances and politics be damned? Yeah, now that part of his job that he could get behind.
noassgardian: (b | profile neutral)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-25 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
God--

[He gasps when he's pulled in closer. Everything feels overly sensitive at the moment, each touch electric. It isn't helping with the heat settling low in his stomach as he bites at a patch of skin, lets his hands trail to James' body, fingertips sneaking into the waistband of his pants.]

Maybe we should have found a quieter place...
noassgardian: (b | id someone say game of thrones)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-05-25 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He takes the hand offered to him to get up to his feet, a little unsteadily after all of that. He looks down at himself, huffing out a sigh. He's a mess. They both are.

And now maybe that desperation isn't quite fueling him anymore, or the need to touch, he's a touch embarrassed of himself. He gives a slightly more sheepish grin.

"We did put it through some testing... guess it's sturdier than it looks, huh?"
invicto: (thirteen.)

[personal profile] invicto 2019-05-25 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ James gasps and shudders when he feels Billy's fingers drift down to his trousers, muscles tensing against those wandering fingertips. He lets out a breathless chuckle, sharp teeth dragging across Billy's jaw briefly, and he tilts his head enough to brush his lips over Billy's. ]

Well, we can go now, if you want...

[ They might draw some attention, but there are a few quieter, more secluded booths around. James isn't picky either way, but whatever might help Billy feel willing to do more... ]
ouijahands: (Default)

[personal profile] ouijahands 2019-05-26 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Klaus wonders about the scars, but that's a conversation for later. Or never, you know, it's hard to say with Klaus whether he'll ever stop being self-absorbed long enough to actually talk to another person on a real level.

For now, he groans softly into James's mouth at the press of teeth and gives as good as he gets. He lets his nails drag along the other man's skin, not hard, really; he's into being hurt, but he's not usually into hurting others, and he won't start off that way anyway.

He gasps at the contact, his dick impossibly hard in his skin-tight pants. He moves his mouth away, kissing almost frantically down James's neck, sucking a red mark low down there.
theonewiththewand: (darkness)

[personal profile] theonewiththewand 2019-05-26 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds familiar. Draco's never really been the boss. Crabbe and Goyle used to listen to him but they were dumb as rocks and he didn't see them much any more. Pansy? Blaise? Theo? Even when he'd been a prefect they'd never had much respect for his authority.

Then, he'd never been terribly good at playing by the rules either, it came a little with the Slytherin territory.

But he is still genuinely interested. "So I'm assuming they've forgiven your tendency to bend the rules?"