TEST DRIVE MEME #8

[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

The cold is still biting, but the heat is (mostly) working within the hotel and other establishments again. It's enough to take the chill off for the most part. Coats and extra blankets are being passed out to those who need them as well.

Unfortunately, the food shortage that begun a few days ago will continue on for a few more yet! All food will be rotting or covered in maggots and mold, so new and old arrivals alike should probably steer clear of it if they can. If asked, the staff will insist it was entirely unplanned. Totally. Honest.

It will let up before the month is over and then fresh food will more than return! In the meantime, guests are able to bargain for a morsel of food someone else might have hidden back that hasn't rotted or try some of the bizarre fruit sprouting up that ranges in looks from a Durian to Jackfruit.

Just be aware that eating them before they're ripe enough may result in severe nausea and other decidedly not fun issues. Get them when they're perfect though? Unlike their earth counterparts, the insides seem to range from the sweetest, most delicious fruit you've ever had to something that may appear to be human blood and guts to something oddly... pork tasting, and everything in between. Food's food though, right? Don't complain, just eat.

There's increased security around the stables where animals are kept around the hotel, just in case anyone decides to eat Lucifer's prized animals. That will be a firm no. For any guests with pets of their own, there will be small rations of non-spoiled food to feed them, but it has very little nutritional value to humans.

The theatre has also changed the movie lineup to now include: Christmas with the Kranks, The Ref, Jack Frost, Holiday in Handcuffs.

Go forth and enjoy the way the holidays even seem to invade Hell.

The hotel bar's jukebox also seems entirely overrun with horrible festive songs now, pushing holiday shenanigans off the playlist. Try to enjoy it while you get drunk! Or hope someone actually gets up to indulge in karaoke to drown it out. The music has seemed to put the demons in a rather sour mood if anyone bothers to listen to the complaints.

Prompt II

[One day, on the network, sinners will be greeted with Lucifer's face. He'll smile brightly from every phone or computer in Hell, before he speaks:]

I thought it may be fun to include an icebreaker of sorts... Get you lot mingling and bonding with each other before the loneliness eats you absolutely alive. I want there to be something to redeem after all... a shriveled husk of a person is hardly that.

[Lucifer seems to find his own joke amusing at least.]

So, here we go:

What pleasant memories help you through the tough times?

Or alternatively, what are some of your favorite hobbies to distract yourself with?

[Lucifer may not respond, but rest assured that he will eagerly be watching others share their answers and talk amongst themselves]

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

"I know after such a food shortage, all of you may be eager to overindulge and sate your hunger... or even hold food back, just in case. But this isn't the act of a good person. It isn't how someone who is truly selfless, as my Father desires all of us to be, would act. So I ask all of you to turn to whoever is nearest and simply share what you have. It doesn't necessarily have to be food, but it must be an item or act that will make their lives easier," Lucifer's voice rings out, sudden albeit encouraging and warm as always.

Sharing is caring, apparently. The request seems simple enough, doesn't it? Just share a bit of food or anything else that might seem useful to someone else and you'll have done your good deed for the day! Of course, should the guest ignore this request, they'll find their insides burning. It will grow steadily worse until it becomes unbearable. Nothing a guest drinks or eats to soothe it will help either. These feelings will persist a full night or until they cave and do as requested.

FOLLOW ME DOWN

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

The club, as it turns out, isn't quite ready to give up its party from the previous month, but they have put a new twist on it. As before, once a sinner enters the establishment, they'll be greeted with almost entirely nude (to fully) incubi and succubi servers. Their trays are full of aphrodisiac-laced treats that show no rot, as well as drinks and drugs of all sorts. There are dancers and other performers enticing their audience to stay, and plenty of free stages for sinners to put on their own show. Sex machines, bondage equipment, or toys are freely available for these performances.

Poles, cages, and everything else one could want are also on offer.

But this particular party? It's a bit different. No one is allowed in unless they are appropriately dressed in lingerie. Don't worry if you came overdressed! The demons will helpfully provide it at the door and even offer a room for sinners to change in! If refused, entrance will be denied (forcefully, if necessary). If guests aren't sure what to put on, the staff will be more than happy to choose for them (again, with force if necessary)!

Tonight is about being daring! Never done drugs off someone else before? Now's your chance!

Never even been drunk? Well, just let the demons help take care of that.

It's also about experimentation with something new. This can be someone who is generally outside your usual preferences, an act you'd never considered in a thousand years, to anything else under the sun.

Guests may also know screens set up around the establishment, but oddly enough, they appear turned off for the moment. If asked, the staff assures they will be back as soon as a few kinks are worked out.

Prompt II


A fall festival seems to roll into town one day overnight, and it seems to be centered around the hell fruit that's springing up on lifeless, dead trees. It's bustling with demons of all sorts and will last one week.

There's a tempting wine that's been made out of the fruit that can vary in taste, but seems to be stronger than most other liquor available anywhere else. It tastes so good though... like the forbidden fruit it most certainly is.

While most will feel just drunk off it, others may find it harder and harder to resist. They may selfishly crave more and even develop a desire to hoard it back.

Much like the apple the serpent tempted Eve with, one may find it offers a certain... clarity into one's situation after they've had enough. Knowledge one may not have wanted, but cannot deny any longer.

Or perhaps it simply just makes others entirely too happy, or too horny, or any number of possible ways. Take a sip and find out where the wine leads you!

Other than that, a few vendors are peddling jams and pies made out of the fruits. There are also a few selling items from earth ranging from electronics to clothes to weapons, and anything in between. Some may be selling actual earth animals as well, mostly small ones kept as pets, but they'll insist they make the perfect meal. They even have areas ready to butcher and cook them right then and there for those who are interested in buying.

If sinners decide to save Fido or Mr. Floppy from their ill fates, they should make absolutely certain that they can care for them though. Pets aren't easy and the demons find them more delicious than endearing

There are a few games to play, as well, reminiscent of the earlier carnival. Darts, tests of strength, and even a dunk tank with a demon who yells embarrassing stuff at the guests that seems oddly knowledgeable. How did they know you wet the bed until five? Probably best to not question it.

Besides that, there's a ferris wheel that provides a nice view of your hellish surroundings (that may occasionally breakdown and trap unsuspecting sinners on it for a while). It could be the perfect place to go to get some alone time with that honey of yours though.

It may all seem like a relaxing thing after starving for so long, but those who linger may begin to feel a need to hoard items. Food, weapons, and anything else they can get their greedy little hands on. Perhaps it's still the starvation talking, but sinners may find themselves feeling almost too irritable if anyone tries to take what's theirs. Potentially, this could even extend to possessiveness over other people as well. Oh, well, hopefully sinners will manage to control all those pesky urges!

When the skies darken to what is probably night in Hell, there will be a special fireworks display taking place. They seem almost magic, taking shapes most people wouldn't think possible. One might see Lucifer's face up in the sky once or twice, drawn in brilliant flames. There are blankets to sit out and watch, plenty of wine or warm drinks to go around, and no end in sight.

MISC.
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Shihouin Yoruichi | OTA

[flashcat]

[Reach Up High I]

She had just about enough of these disgusting, brutish demons manhandling her. Her thoughts came to bringing the entire hotel down on top of their heads. She had even went to far as to push her reiatsu enough that it had begun swirling around her wrist, but she stopped herself. It wouldn't do much except displace her and anyone else that was forced to call the hotel home for the time being.

She waited, by herself, leaning up against the wall, twirling one of the knives around her finger, a frown pressed deep into the corners of her lips. She knew what was coming, and she wasn't too happy about it.

The door, opening, Yoruichi threw the knife toward the open door, hoping to land it in the skull of the demon that put her here, but it hit the wall, just next to the door, embedding into the wall with a lout 'thunk.

"Whatever. Let's just get this over with," she says, addressing the person that had just been shoved into the room with her.


[Follow Me Down I]

She had heard whispers of the happenings at the club as she darted between the legs of the other residents in her feline form. It had peaked her curiosity, and decided to see what the fuss was all about.

At the door, she chose something suitable for her tastes, and to the acceptance of the demons running the club. The heels, however, left little to be desired.

It ended up not mattering, as she chose a spot at the edge of the bar, one leg crossed over the other, a drink in her hand, and she watched. It was entertaining, watching the others. Watching as the moved, and danced, and drank. They way some of them came together, and promptly disappeared into the back room.

She absently took one of the treats from the tray offered to her, chewing on the truffle-like candy slowly, enjoying something that wasn't rotting, mixing the sweetness of the treat with the bitterness of her drink.

It was only a short time later that she realized her mistake. The heat pooled in her, spreading from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes, settling a light blush across her face. She kept her face calm, and placed her drink on the counter as she stood up, steadying herself in the heels strapped to her feet.

She kept her head down as she made her way toward the door, the heat building in her, the smell of bodies around her, the presence of bodies, scarcely clad in lace and leather, and the smell of sweat of alcohol mingling in her nose.

She was almost there, just a few paces from the door. She could make it back to her room quickly, once outside. But luck would have it, that just as she went to make those last few strides toward the door, someone made their way into her path, causing her to slam right into them.

"Hey!"

She used her hand, to steady herself against the person's shoulder, looking up to the person she had bumped into. The closeness, the contact, she knew was a mistake. She had been so close to her escape. Instead she slid up closer to the person, a sly, feline grin painted across her lips.

"Hey~"

Follow Me Down I

[pococurante]

Spike had opted for something simple but inviting interaction, small shorts with a zipper at the crotch, and a harness that read COWBOY across the chest. The harness also highlights the brand he's been sporting since some idiot took the sin-shifting deal, labeling Spike with PERFECT HAIR across one shoulder blade. He does his usual routine of a quiet circuit of the joint, checking out what seems to be happening, refusing to eat or drink anything, and trying to ignore whatever weird urges start to grow inside him.

He's about to head out for a smoke when Yoru bumps into him. Literally. One eyebrow lifts at the affectionate greeting. Not that he doesn't get along with her, but this is definitely out of the ordinary. "Hey."

[flashcat]

Out of the ordinary was an understatement. While Yoruichi could very much be a sexual being, she usually wasn't. That didn't mean the urge never struck her, but it wasn't very often.

Here today, right now was her own fault. She should have been paying closer attention to what she was eating, knowing very well that these demon -especially these succubi, she had learned personally in the past- liked to play tricks, and feed the residents of this little community things that altered the state of mind and body. And she had been careful with all of it. Until now.

Because now she nearly had her body pressed up against Spike, her arm snaking up around his shoulder -at least as much as their height difference would allow- with her other hand coming up to play with one of the harness straps over his chest.

"Hey." She spoke her words with a purr. "Didn't expect to run into you here."

[pococurante]

Everything about this feels sleazy and wrong to him. He doesn't like how everything shook out with Faye after she was doped up. and they had... a thing outside of whatever drugs were influencing them. Acting on urges that were there anyway. He doesn't know about Yoru, doesn't know her well enough to figure how much she'll hate him later.

"Well. You did," he says, his arm slipping around her waist as she drapes herself over him. Lifting her just a little to get some of the weight off of her tiptoes because that can't be comfortable. "I wasn't planning on fooling around, Yoru." She fits nice in his arms, and she's ridiculously hot. But he can't just jump into it.

[flashcat]

Yoruichi has had bad luck with different substances altering her mental state. It been a close call, with the Frenzy, between whether or not it was better to have let the demons from her past walk the halls, of to have that barrier between hollow and shinigami blurred. Luckily between Squalo and Kisuke, she was well distracted. Both in drastically different ways.

Here, she was only driven by a desire, that was perhaps she had denied herself too often. She knew that what she was doing could be considered sleazy, but she was always known knowing what she wanted, and going after it. Spike was attractive, she had admitted to herself, but his words give her pause, chewing lightly at her bottom lip.

"Then don't," she murmurs, only loud enough that he can hear her over the noise of the club. "Turn around and walk away, and we can act like it never happened."

As for herself, she makes no move to distance herself from him. Her arm remains over his shoulder, and her fingers looped around on of the straps of the harness he wore. At the same time, she also did nothing to hold him in place. She only watched with golden eyes to see what he would do.

[pococurante]

It's not the sleazy aspect of it that bothers him. Spike was born and died in the gutter, he's not about to start getting fussy about propriety now. It's the prospect of taking advantage of her in a weakened state, using her incapacity to get something from her that he never would if she was in her right mind. He's done it enough already and the gravity of it is starting to weigh on him.

Ironically, no matter how many times he's been on the receiving end, that doesn't bother him. Or maybe he just feels like he deserves it. This is the sort of self-examination he is going to doggedly avoid.

The problem is when things happen like how Yoru toys with the straps on his chest or looks at him with her mesmerizing eyes and murmurs low, just for him. His hands wander over her, feeling the curves of her body and how she clings to him. "What if I don't want to pretend that?" What if we both have to deal with the fallout later?

[flashcat]

She moves a little closer, her fingers pulling him closer. She even starts purring as his hands run across her bare skin. Still, she watches closely, her eyes watching how he moves, and how he speaks. HE's hesitating, she can tell, but her own mind is fogging over faster and faster, the faster her blood courses through her veins.

"Then what's holding you back~?" she asks, her tongue licking at her lips.

[pococurante]

Ok that purr is extremely hot in a weird hot alien way. His hands slide down to her hips, further to smooth over her ass and grip it, holding her tight against him. Close enough that she might even feel his growing erection pressing against her.

"I don't want you to do something you'll regret later." She's lonely, and she's been doped. He already endured Faye's recriminations, and he at least had some notion that she was attracted to him without the drugs. He wants to have sex with her. He has wanted to. She's hot, and smart, and interesting, and could kick his ass without breaking a sweat. Basically everything he's interested in. But not enough to take advantage of her. Make her do something she doesn't really want to do.