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TEST DRIVE MEME #1

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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.

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[ Yeah, James could tell already that Steve got off on being a huge fucking tease. He let out soft gasps as he watched Steve pour that liquid onto his fingers, trying to spread his legs wider in wordless invitation.

Not that Steve seemed to need the encouragement, in fact he may delay it even more if he realized just how badly James wanted it. He groaned softly, biting on his lower lip, then letting out a soft chuckle at Steve's words. ]

You want me to be loud, then you better work for it.

[So he liked giving pleasure rather than getting it and he liked making sure a lover was as satisfied as possible. So sue him. Steve chuckled and slid one hand under James' hips, lifting the man up easily and supporting him with just the one hand, his other moving between James' cheeks with quick, sure strokes. Spreading lube was something he'd gotten pretty good at back on the island, along with working in that all-important first finger. The man was so lucky Steve had been on the island.]

I don't usually have a problem making people noisy. It's getting them to be quiet that tends to be difficult.

[His fingers slid in and out, stretching James with skill that had been hard won, glad that he could make something necessary pleasant. He curled his fingers as he pushed deeper, looking for the man's prostate. No reason he couldn't get James shouting already.]

Guess we'll see about that.

[ After all, Steve's been doing a lot of talking, but James was still waiting (and eager) to see what he could do. Thankfully Steve didn't leave him waiting much longer, and... oh, he really wasn't wasting any time. Well, James had to admit he liked that a lot, even if that push and curl of Steve's fingers inside him had his hips snapping suddenly, muscles clenching tight as he let out a stuttered moan. ]

Hah, fuck...

Better. Next time, lets try to be a little louder . . .

[He didn't waste time on teasing anymore. Steve's fingers moved in James, letting the man ride his hand as he stretched his lover, adding fingers until there were three and he was stroking James' prostate consistently. Feeling the man tense around his fingers, watching him writhe and buck, was just so damn good. With real reluctance he finally pulled his hand away and started stripping, the movements fast and harsh, all but tearing his clothes off until he was naked.

Steve took a moment, kneeling between James' thighs, to let the man look at him, which he rather thought James had been wanting to do. He wasn't oblivious to the fact that people found him attractive, he just didn't put nearly as much stock in it as others did. But he did like to have someone appreciate what he could offer from time to time. He preened a little, completely aroused and unashamed of it.]

Still hungry for me James? Still want what I can give you?

[ He kept trying to push his hips down against Steve's hand, but the position he was in didn't really help much with that. Balancing his weight on his heels only lasted so long, because his hands were bound up to the bed too, so he couldn't use those for leverage. He still tried, body shifting down on the bed, trembling whenever Steve brushed those fingers against his prostate, enough to nearly make him come, but not quite there.

And then he stopped. James would protest and demand he continue, if it weren't for the fact that Steve was getting undressed now. His attention was effectively captured by that, dark gaze lingering on the other man, the broad shoulders and thick torso and arms, a form that admittedly made his mouth water in lust and need. His eyes lowered to Steve's groin then, and he couldn't help a soft moan, a little choked, just thinking of that large, thick length buried deep in his ass, stretching him in ways that Steve's fingers couldn't possibly prepare him for. ]

Shit. Yeah, fuck... come on, Steve. Damn it, just fuck me already!

[He shivered at the words and didn't waste more time. Steve was back in place, one hand lifting James' hips while the other helped to guide his erection home. He was careful, pushing slowly even after the stretching; he'd been told he was big and after Lucas, he understood what that felt like from the other side. Just because he enjoyed the pain that came along with a were lover didn't mean everyone else would want the same kind of treatment.

Steve groaned loudly as he started to sink in, tempted to let at least James' arms loose, just so he could feel those hands on him. But not enough to actually do anything about it. He liked having the man at his mercy, and he buried his face in James' shoulder as both hands gripped the man's hips, adding more bruises as he rocked a little. Shallow thrusts that helped him sink deeper with each one, a more gentle way to get in than just steady pushing. More fun too.]

James. Shit James! You're so damn tight!

[ Even though he'd been goading Steve to just hurry up and fuck him proper, it was still something else to feel the head of Steve's cock pushing against his entrance. With all the stretching and preparation he was still pretty tight, and Steve's cock was thick and large, the first push squeezing a choked cry from his lungs.

But fuck, it felt so good. There was a trace of pain as he was forced to stretch loose for Steve's erection, and his thighs quivered, his whole body tensing up and arching with a desperate sort of need as Steve worked himself into him inch by inch with little thrusts, so slow and gentle that James hissed out a curse. ]

Oh. fuck. You're so big. Steve... shit, that's fucking good, fuck. More, give me more... [ He yanked on the ropes again, though right now he was using them more as leverage of sorts, gripping them tightly in his hands as he tried to shift his hips and arch his body down against Steve. ] Come on, fuck me loose...

[Steve groaned and deepened his thrusts a little, but not much. Just shoving in would tear poor James, and then where would they be? Besides, it was fun taking it slower. He'd been waiting a while to finally get some pleasure himself and Steve wasn't about to waste to chance to draw it out.

He sent his hands up James' sides, cupping the man's shoulders as he kissed that filthy mouth, swallowing any more words along with the moans. Steve's hips continued to rock, gently pushing with each forward motion. He was almost halfway in finally and sinking deeper each second. Bliss. Once he was all in, he could really start to move.]

[ Maybe it would tear him up, maybe it would make him bleed, but he was a little past the point of caring right now. But fuck, he really needed to figure out a way to encourage Steve to give into his basest urges, to treat him like filth, hurt him, hit him, call him names. Just the thought of Steve easing on his control made him moan and shiver all over now.

Granted, that was also in part to the large cock shoved up his ass. He parted his lips wide and let Steve take his mouth in a deep, demanding kiss, arching his back further and pressing his hips down against Steve's lap eagerly, aching for the moment when Steve would start working on a proper pace. ]

[With James' eager writhing and bucking, he stopped being quite so gentle, thrusting harder and speeding up the process of getting inside. It couldn't possibly be that painful or dangerous if James was making those kinds of noises into his mouth, right? And it felt so good! He was burying at least half an inch each stroke, quickly closing in on balls-deep. Steve groaned into the kiss and let one hand move down between their moving bodies, wrapping around James' dick again to see what might happen.

It seemed like he should take the chance while he had it and do a little experimenting. How fast could James get hard again, and how long could he last when he did? And Steve knew how nice a prostate orgasm was too, so he was more than happy to give that gift to James. Then they could cuddle for a while!]

[ James only grew louder the harder Steve pushed, practically whimpering when he thrust in deeper, filling him in ways he didn't remember feeling. Granted, it took a specific kind of partner for James to be willing to submit, but it felt so good to be fucked by Steve, who was rough even when he tried to be gentle, who hurt him even when he tried to go slow.

That big cock of his helped too, stretching him loose, practically impaling him with each thrust. His thighs quivered and his muscles clamped down, a broken sound spilling from his lips when Steve curled a hand around his dick, already growing hard and aching for the attention. A slight shift of his hips was all it took, and James was bucking when he felt the head of Steve's thick cock rub up against his prostate, body arching in need. ]

There! Oh, shit... Again...!

[Steve moaned and made a note of the angle when James shouted so he could hit it again. And again. And again. Feeling the man's body tense around him was wonderful and he kept up the handjob as well, perfectly happy to give James all the stimulation he could take. And then some. The man was such a hard case, seeing him limp and used was a goal Steve intended to reach. He knew James wouldn't enjoy the closeness after sex, but being tied up meant the man had little choice, for a little while.

He made a mental note to keep tabs on the man, not that he hadn't already planned to keep in touch, but he had a feeling James was a magnet for trouble. It would do the guy good to have someone to rely on, grudging as that reliance may be. The only way he'd be able to win James' trust was to prove it, over and over. But that meant they'd be seeing each other a lot. Hardly a problem . . .]

Come for me James. Let go . . .

[ Steve didn't need to tell him twice, not with the way he was working him. With that relentless pace and angle, it wasn't long before James found himself being driven out of his mind with pleasure, his moans growing louder until he came with a sudden jerk of his hips and a loud cry. His fingers curled tight around the ropes, nails digging hard into his own palms, holding on while Steve fucked him through the bliss of his orgasm.

He stayed just where he was, even as his body grew soft and languid, letting Steve hold him, use him completely, pounding into him just as hard and fast, eager to feel his load filling him up. His muscles clenched tight around the intrusion, as he panted little words of encouragement, goading Steve to come inside him. ]

[Watching, and feeling, James climax around him was just what he wanted. Steve managed to thrust a few more times before he let go himself, burying his dick in James to the hilt and pouring himself out into the man. He collapsed on top of James with a deep sigh, reluctant to move away even though he knew it was probably really uncomfortable for the poor guy. He pressed lazy kisses along James' jaw, his hands down on the man's hips and stroking absently.]

Mmmm. Good boy James. Very good boy . . .

[ James choked on a breath when he felt Steve pounding him as he came hard inside him. He was even more full than before, if that was at all possible, and his head spun wildly as Steve filled him up to the brim, until beads of cum were slipping out of his tight hole and sliding down his thighs and ass cheeks. The sensation was so euphoric that he couldn't even find it in himself to complain about the fact that Steve just lingered where he was, cock still sheathed fully inside him. His muscles pulsed in aching delight around the girth, and he panted and whimpered for breath, eyes closed and head fallen to the side.

His hands tugged on the ropes finally, more intent now than before. ]

Untie me, [ He mumbled, squeezing his thighs around Steve's hips. ]

[Steve grunted at the request and the squeeze, his hips rolling instinctively, still buried in the man's ass. God it still felt so good! He nuzzled James' chin, smirking.]

Say please. And don't hug me close again or I'll take you a second time. God knows I'd like it. You're definitely a good lay James . . .

[ James tensed and gasped when Steve rolled his hips against him, muscles clenching tight, oversensitive and so easily responsive. He could only hope Steve wasn't planning on fucking him again like this, he wasn't sure if he could take it.

He groaned and rolled his eyes at Steve's demand. The man sure was stubborn as fuck, he had to at least admire his perseverance. And just this once, James wanted it just bad enough to really ask for it. ]

Fine, then. I won't hug you close again. [ Why would he, anyway? He was sure he didn't give off any cuddling vibes. Anyway, he pressed his lips and forced out: ] Please. Untie me.

[Oh but he wanted to stay right where he was! Still, the man had done as he was asked, and while Steve felt he knew a lot about James, he really didn't. And he was a complete mystery to the other man. With real reluctance he shifted, finally pulling out with a muffled moan.

Steve slid off the bed and went searching for something to clean the both of them up with, coming back with a warm, damp cloth. He gave James a wink before getting the man clean, taking time with the process because why not? Once James was clean, he untied the man's ankles first, rubbing at the chaffed skin of each side before he moved to the head of the bed.]

You sure you don't want me to take you again handsome? I can get deeper with your legs free . . .

[ He protested a little when Steve walked away to get that piece of cloth without untying him first, but it was clear that Steve wanted to take his sweet time with this, so he tried to stay still as he cleaned them both up, waiting ever so patiently until finally Steve started to untie him. ]

Give me a bit of time, will you? I do need a moment to bounce back.

[ He shifted slightly once he was free from the ropes, reaching out to Steve. ]

Stick around. I'm sure no one's gonna kick us out anytime soon. Or... [ He trailed off, pondering. ] We can head back to my room.

[He'd been joking, but the fact that James took him seriously made his body pulse. God, those eyes alone . . .

Steve sank back down on the bed, taking the man's hand with a grin. He draped James' arm over his shoulder to dangle down his back, already leaning in for a kiss or two. Kissing didn't take any stamina after all. His tone was amused and joking, but his lips were hungry when they made contact with James' cheek.]

Yeah? You really want me again? Enough to bring home to mom?

[ He indulged in the kisses, pressing back against Steve's lips, letting out a languid hum as he arched up against him, not quite cuddling but still lingering close. Closer than he normally would. ]

Don't flatter yourself. [ He teased with a soft snort, stealing another kiss. ] Enough to let you warm my bed a few nights. How's that?

Sold.

[A bad bed was suddenly a good bed if Jim was in it too. He purred at the kisses and stole some more of his own, one of his hands running up and down the man's side, teasing.]

Does this mean I have to carry you back to bed? I mean, I did ruin your pants for sure and I dunno that walking naked through the halls is a good idea. You're awfully appealing after all . . .

[ James let out a soft and light laugh, shaking his head. ] You're not carrying me anywhere.

[ Clothes weren't a problem either. He looked around the room briefly, then shrugged. ]

I can fashion something out of one of the sheets. I'll go naked even, if I have to. I'm sure you can scare off anyone who tried to fuck me on the way to my room...

Pity. I like carrying people, but yeah, I'm sure I could do up a toga for you. Might scare off a good number of people just cause it looked so ugly on you. But it'll be easy to get off once we're in your room.

[His grin was smug as hell and full of amusement, his hand absently stroking James' thigh dangerously close to the man's lap. He didn't feel anywhere near satisfied, not when James was sitting there so accessible and teasing him right back .]

Bet you're already looking forward to that, aren't you...

[ He grinned slyly at Steve, biting on his lower lip as he slid his leg up Steve's thigh, teasing him just for kicks. He wouldn't mind it at all if Steve wanted to do him again right here, but then again... making him wait until they reached his room could be pretty exciting too. All the more so if it meant Steve would be even more impatient by then. ]

Should we go now?

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