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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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"It's just a spell, that's all. The same one I'd cast on you if you wanted to give it a try." He gives a bit of a smile. He's not sure if he mentioned it or not -- bragging about his magic isn't something he tends to do, especially when there doesn't seem to be a limit to the spells he can spin.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs softly. He doesn't want this Steve to have to go through that. He doesn't want any of them to have to go through it, as a matter of fact.

He hesitates at the question, unconsciously reaching up to scratch at one of his own ear. The war still made his stomach turn a bit, remembering all the things he'd gone through, that others had gone through. Power dampeners, torture, and worse-- "Um, it was war. I don't know... I'm sorry. I know I brought it up, but-- maybe we can talk about something else? Not an easy topic, that's all."

"Oh! I thought you'd been keeping secrets about special powers." It was an attempt at teasing, but not a very good one. He sighed and gave a slight shrug, forcing a smile, "Hey, it's ok. I'm sorry to pry. Really. We don't have to talk about such things. Sorry . . ."

It didn't assuage his curiosity, but there was no way he was going to force Billy to go to dark places he didn't want to go. No, he wouldn't ask again, and he'd just hope the same thing really didn't happen back home. But he had a sick feeling it was well on the way to becoming reality for him too. Though why Tony, of all people, would side with the government . . .

"So . . . besides flying. Anything else you're just dying to do with me?" It wasn't a good conversational skip, but he tried.

"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."

He gave the man a knowing smile, letting his fingers play with a lock of Billy's hair. It was nice to switch gears, even if he should be ashamed of himself, flirting so blatantly with someone vulnerable. But Steve was full of pain and guilt and regret, and now even more worry about the future he'd hopefully return to one day. Finding a distraction was almost essential.

"Yeah? You sure? I mean, there's an awful lot of things I haven't done. I bet you could think up a ton of fun stuff that would be completely new for me at least. It'd be a challenge . . ."

"I'm sure I could... imagination has never been something I lack." He lets out a laugh. Flirting has always been something he's enjoyed, really -- and at least fooling around is one thing that feels pretty good down here.

He makes a show of considering it. He's never backed down from a challenge after all. "Have you ever made out in a library before?"

"A little. Maybe a lot. Back on the island . . . " He gave a slight shrug, still squatting by the chair, and looked up with hopeful eyes, "Not that I wouldn't mind doing it again. I mean, it wasn't with you after all . . ."

"Oh, really? Wild. I didn't know Cap himself made out in such a scandalous place." He looks around to make sure no demons are giving them the stink eye for talking before he leans forward to press a quick kiss to Steve's lips.

"Mm, Want to come with me then? We can find a nice, empty section where no one can tell us to cut it out."

Edited 2019-06-03 05:03 (UTC)

He actually blushed a little. Necking in a library really was pretty kinky, for him anyway. Steve would be more than happy just to get missionary, or a handjob, for the rest of his life. More than that was always a pleasant surprise. He took the kiss and rose along with Billy, reaching for the man's hand.

"Only if you promise I can have at your neck eventually. And I can leave a mark?"

"You can leave as many marks as you want, honestly." And Billy never says no to attention paid to his neck. Sort of a sensitive area. He takes the other's hand with an amused look.

"Of course, we could skip it and find a nice, quiet place in the hotel where we won't be interrupted..."

Steve hesitated, his fingers tight on Billy's. Being private had its own appeal, but some necking in the library . . .

"Later. I wanna be bad." He felt his cheeks burn but grinned at Billy anyway and tugged the man along as he headed for a dark corner. Steve shivered a little at the promise of permission to leave marks. It wasn't as if he had any real reason to do so, but after having been with Lucas so long, the idea held a certain extra significance. Not that he really wanted to try and figure out why so many things about the man held such pride of place in his mind. It probably wasn't at all healthy.

"I wanna neck. I never really did that back home, and even on the island, it usually just turned into sex. I wanna try being chaste for once. Relatively speaking . . ." He glanced back at Billy, lifting both brows, "That work for you too?"

"Sure. Makeouts are fun, even if they don't lead to sex... although I have to say, I haven't heard necking in a while." Or possibly ever. He nudges at him playfully though and... well. He takes the risk of leaning up to press a quick kiss to Steve's cheek.

He as a sweet guy, and Billy really can't help but appreciate it.

He gave a sheepish shrug and sighed with pleasure at the little kiss, tugging the boy with him as he hunted out a nice quiet corner. Steve was definitely old, and it showed really well sometimes, but mostly he just wanted something with no pressure to give Billy some comfort. The guy had lost at least as much as he had, but Steve doubted Billy was anywhere near as used to that kind of thing. No one should be but Steve definitely knew how hard it was losing someone.

They turned another corner and Steve gently crowded Billy into the "v" of two shelves, catching the man's chin in caressing fingers to tip it up, "Ok, I think we're safe." He bent his head and captured Billy's mouth, hungry and insistent, his big body warm and completely hiding the man from any view.

Billy leans back into the shelves with a sigh, his arms sliding around Steve's waist to keep him pressed in close. It really is a lovely distraction, the lips against his, the warm body fitting in against him. He lets out a soft moan as he presses up into it, returning it just as hungrily.

It's nice to just not think past the way their lips meet, the taste of Steve lingering on his tongue.

Steve sighed with pleasure as Billy kissed him back, keeping his hands barely resting on the man's hips. No reason not to save a little for further into the session. He tipped his head, deepening the kiss slowly, tongue teasing Billy's lips as he took a half-step closer, pressing in a little tighter.

He was already getting hard, not that he had any intentions of doing anything about it. Steve liked denying himself, it helped him keep in control of himself.

His lips part to invite Steve to deepen the kiss as he leans in a bit closer. He's not planning on pushing for more either, really... not much besides a nice makeout session until one of the demonic librarians chases them out or something.

He does let out a pleased noise though -- it is rather flattering he can cause those kinds of reactions from Steve after all.

He groaned softly, the sound muffled against Billy's mouth as his hands tightened on the man's hips. God damn but he loved to kiss! There was something so deeply satisfying about being close, about touching each other so intimately and yet keeping separate. It just made him so happy. Steve broke the kiss for a moment, dragging his mouth over to Billy's ear.

"You're so sexy Billy. Why haven't we done this before?"

"What, made out?" He murmurs, tilting his head slightly to let Steve explore wherever he wants. His own hands slide up over his back, using the leverage to try to pull him in even closer.

"I don't know, but we can certainly make time for it here if you want..."

"Mm. In naughty places please. It adds a lot to the experience."

Steve didn't fight the pull of Billy's hands, just sighed in pleasure as their bodies came together. Every touch just made him want more, but he was careful to keep things fairly chaste. That was part of the fun after all. He let his lips drift down Billy's throat, finally stopping to start nipping and sucking at just the right spot.

"Mm, where else... lobby, bar? Kitchen?"

He probably shouldn't be encouraging this, but-- Steve makes it way too tempting. A noise catches in his throat at the nip and he brings up his hand to tangle through short locks of hair, giving a careful tug.

"Keep that up and we can try anywhere you want..."

"Hallways, corners, alleys . . . Anyplace we're not supposed to be." Steve bit down a little harder and sucked at the spot, moaning against Billy's skin. His hands moved over the man's back, slowly tracing up and down Billy's spine. Because it felt good. He licked over the vaguely red patch on the man's neck before sucking and biting again, a bit harder. It took time to build up a good mark after all.

"That sounds good to me," he manages, breath catching as Steve continues to bite down on his neck. His own hands move restlessly, exploring wherever he can. He tangles through Steve's hair, moves them down from there over his chest.

"But then again, I think you could make anything sound good right now..."

Steve just made a noise of assent, busy working on that mark. There was something about doing that to someone that just . . . yeah. Neither he nor Lucas bore bruises for very long, not that it stopped either of them from trying to create something long-term. Normal people usually bruised up real well, and it generally lasted for a few days at least. Very satisfying.

He purred and pressed closer against Billy, using his teeth again. Yummy.

He lets out a low noise as one hand slides back up for purchase in Steve's hair, giving it a careful tug.

"You weren't joking about the mark, were you?" Billy doesn't have any sort of accelerated healing -- bruises last longer on him. But he's never minded being marked up, not in the slightest.

The tug made Steve let go and he lifted his head enough to meet Billy's eyes, face flushed and a sheepish smile on his lips, "Too much? I can't help it. Since the island . . . Let's just say I discovered some really ah . . . unique things to do with a lover? But if I'm sucking too hard or something I can stop. Or move to a new spot . . ."

Marking. Before the island it hadn't meant a thing to him. After Lucas? It meant a hell of a lot, along with some other odd things. Steve leaned in again, giving Billy little kisses as he waited for an answer, "Sorry. Don't hafta mark you up . . ."

"No-- you're good. Really good," he answers a little bit breathlessly, tilting into those smaller kisses almost greedily.

"And I don't mind marks. Leave me a few reminders, Steve," he murmurs before he gives his lower lip a more playful nip.

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