TEST DRIVE MEME #8

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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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Comments

[defaulthawke]

That last part makes his goddamn head explode. After everything, Hawke figured that the coercion of it would overshadow any good things about the experience. It certainly has for him. (If he ignores how turned on he gets from remembering it...)

"Really?" His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "If I ask which parts, will I get my ass kicked?"

[itsnotaonesie]

"It's a possibility."

It's not actually, Peter doesn't want to hurt anyone who he thinks doesn't really deserve it. "Besides, I don't think that's something I want to talk about when I'm surrounded by all these people. I will say that any time I wasn't terrified of losing my hand or my head was not... not bad."

Which is probably a vague way of saying that he liked everything else.

[defaulthawke]

A slow smile creeps over his face. Hawke is pretty sure he understands exactly what that means, and his horny intrigue is out paste only buy a wash of intense relief that the experience wasn’t entirely a traumatic one.

“Oh, I’d be happy to talk later,” he says. “But allow me to offer my sincerest… apologies anyway.”

Normally he wouldn’t be so bold with someone he wronged or took advantage of, even if it wasn’t his choice. But aphro is thick in the air, and Peter looks so good in that outfit.

[itsnotaonesie]

"See, I can't tell if you really intend to just apologize to me, or if you have something else in mind."

Just given Hawke's tone, Peter suspects the latter. Under normal circumstances he might be creeped out, but since the air is so aphro'd up on top of just what he remembers of their last encounter, he isn't too opposed to the idea. His face maybe still colors a bit, though. It definitely does, but he tries to play it cool

"You busy right now?"

[defaulthawke]

“Extremely,” he answers. “I’ve got this thing with a guy right now that I’m trying to nail down.”

For what it’s worth, he seems completely earnest.

“I don’t think he’s realized yet that I’m trying to offer to suck his cock.” Said with a totally straight face.

[itsnotaonesie]

See when Hawke says he's extremely busy right now, Peter just assumes that he'd been busy before Peter had come over, he doesn't just assume that Hawke means his cock. So. Peter looks around for this mystery guy who Hawke mush have been trying to suck off.

"Oooooh, did I uh. Interrupt that when I came over and smacked you upside the head? My bad."

[defaulthawke]

He gives Peter an almost pitying look.

“You’re interrupting me now by not getting your cock out.”

[itsnotaonesie]

"Oh."

Oh.

"Interesting. Uh." How do you even reply to that I mean come on. If Hawke had intended to make Peter just turn the reddest hes ever turned in his life, mission accomplished. "Maybe-- maybe not right here. It's just-- there's people."

Lots and lots of people. Bro you can't just blow a dude in the middle of a crowded room, that's rude.

[defaulthawke]

He did mean to turn Peter red, and it’s adorable. The smile on his face is nowhere near innocent when he leans in a little and agrees, “Far too many. Shall we find a room?”

Too forward, probably, but he likes this kid, and would very much like to see what he looks like when in control. Hawke has a successful history of sucking spider-dick.

[itsnotaonesie]

"I must be out of my mind," he huffs to himself, not actually answering Hawke before he starts pulling him by the arm back towards the private rooms. The answer is 'yes', though, Peter is very much on board with finding a private room. He could be annoyed by how quickly all of this was turning him on when they were done, but right now all he wanted to do was get this big dude in a room and then make the rest up as he goes along because he's an awkward little chihuahua about this kind of thing.

Once they reach the rooms, he knocks on a couple doors, and pulls Hawke inside once he finds an empty one. Aaand that's about the extent of what he had planned, so he awkwardly starts fumbling with the buttons on his top. He's usually really good with his hands (heyooo), but y'know, pent up sexual energy makes for an overly excited, shaky spider dude.

[defaulthawke]

Once again that awkward energy strikes Hawke as super cute. He's more than happy to let Peter take the lead given how things went last time, and seeing the excitement positively shake out of him brings a smile to his face.

He also brings his hands to Peter's face, bending down to kiss him soundly.

[itsnotaonesie]

He manages to undo one button and break a second one by the time Hawke cups his face and presses their lips together. The kiss is a little surprising just because Peter wasn't expecting it, but he quickly abandons the buttons on his top in favor of reaching up to grip Hawke's shoulders and tugging him down a bit more. And then pulling him backwards, but just until the backs of Peter's legs are resting against the bed.

Meanwhile, he presses more insistently into the kiss, nipping at Hawke's lips experimentally, like someone who really isn't too accustomed to kissing people, but he's doing his best.

[defaulthawke]

Hawke ends up hunching over awkwardly just to reach the boy’s mouth, but soldiers on anyway for the sake of the kiss. It’s a sweet one, in its way, experimental and halting. A reminder of how young Peter is, and how obviously inexperienced. Hawke fumbles with his shirt for a moment before impatiently tearing it open, sending at least three buttons flying.

“Sorry,” he laughs into Peter’s mouth. “Much better, though.”

He wastes no time in stripping himself naked - remarkably fast, at that - and helping Peter strip as well. Call it shameless, but Hawke can’t wait to get them both naked, so he can start kissing down Peter’s body, dropping to his knees quite fast.

[itsnotaonesie]

Hawke just ripping his shirt open startles a laugh out of Peter, "you are so lucky I didn't have to pay for this."

Honestly though, knowing this place, they probably expect the goofy sexy outfits to get ripped up. Probably way worse than that. What if they reused outfits? What if someone had worn this before Peter and gotten all nasty in it? He's grossed himself out for a moment, but Hawke's impatiently helping him take it off, so y'know what he's just going to try not to think about it too much. There were better things to think about, like the tickle of Hawke's beard against his skin or what he should be doing right now besides standing there awkwardly and vibrating with excitement. He settles for sitting down on the edge of the bed for now and letting Hawke do whatever Hawk's gonna do.

[defaulthawke]

Hawke is all set to keep stripping Peter entirely naked, but when he rips that flimsy nightie off of Peter and finds a fucking corset, the plan changes immediately. He gapes at it a little, then drops to his knees, mouthing at Peter's cock right through those silk panties.

What can he say, the kid looks fucking hot in them. There's a surprising body under there, kind of twinkie but still toned- more muscled than Barry, even. Hawke likes the subversive nature of a masculine body in such feminine clothing, of a powerful young man in stockings and heels aggressively taking his mouth. He's hungry for it.

[itsnotaonesie]

"Oh-- oh my God, man..." Peter had almost just tried to wear his boxers under those tiny shorts he'd had on, had regretted not doing it when these panties had ended up wedgieing on him half the night. Right now though he wanted to shake past Peter's hand because whatever Hawke is doing with his mouth to him through that silk fabric feels incredible. Between that and the sight of such a hug dude on his knees between Peter's legs, it wasn't going to take any time at all before Peter was fully hard and back on his feet.

[defaulthawke]

Hawke doesn't plan on keeping the panties on for long- only as long as it takes him to undo all of Peter's garters, so the damn things can actually be eased down his legs. Once they're out of the way, Hawke carefully reattaches all the garters and turns his attention back to Peter's cock.

"There we are," he murmurs almost to himself, taking it in hand. His usual teasing and slow torment is gone right now in favor of immediately leaning in to press a wet kiss to the tip, swirling his tongue around the head, tonguing the slit for a moment before taking half of Peter's cock in his mouth at once.

i meant huge dude but hug dude works too

[itsnotaonesie]

Peter isn't sure what the point of leaving him in any of this outfit is, but he's not going to complain. Especially not when Hawke starts touching his cock directly with his warm hand and even warmer lips. It doesn't take much to get Peter squirming, he reaches up to grip at Hawke's hair when he starts teasing the head of his cock with that talented tongue. He makes something of a strangled half-moaning sound when Hawke closes his mouth around it, hips twitching up just a bit, seeking more of that wet heat.

He's trying not to be too impatient, half because he wanted this to last longer than the like two minutes he lasted the last time he'd been blown, but also because he was legitimately worried about being too rough and hurting Hawke. At this rate though, he was also close to hopping to his feet and setting his own pace.

[defaulthawke]

Hawke gives a pleased hum at the hand in his hair, leaning away from it just to feel the strain and pull. It goes right through him, makes him crave more- more of this, more of Peter's cock, more of Peter. He can feel the strength barely held back, quivering in this deceptively small boy's muscles.

So he hollows his cheeks and starts to suck so gently, tongue working and stroking the underside so softly, bobbing his head at an agonizingly slow pace. It's with that same torturous slowness that Hawke sinks down, working Peter's cock into his throat, pushing past the point that always always makes him choke. This time is no different; his throat seizes and he chokes softly, barely suppressing a faint gag from that one ticklish spot inside him. As always, Hawke refuses to budge, hands gripping tight at Peter's thighs to remind himself to stay here. His inability to rid himself of that last vestige of a gag reflex frustrates him to no end, but he's made up for it with raw willpower, refusing to move until the desperate flutters of his throat calm.

A brief moment, far shorter than the writing. It passes faster than it takes to describe and he looks up at Peter with dark, damp eyes as he slowly sinks down to the hilt, nose buried in dark curls.

[itsnotaonesie]

He's glad that Hawke isn't rushing this, that he's taking his time and not just going at it as fast as he can to get Peter off. At least at first. The gentle suction and feather-light tongue stroking his cock leave him trembling, desperate for something more, which Hawke gives him, though just barely. Peter's about to speak up, to tell Hawke that he doesn't have to force himself to jam his cock down his throat. He knows how uncomfortable it is, even if he isn't as big as Hawke he imagines that his throat isn't feeling too great.

But then Hawke looks up at him, sinks down on his cock agonizingly slowly, and all Peter can get out of his mouth is a desperate, needy moan. He's finding it much harder to sit still, but he's also even more worried about moving too much, since now Hawke literally had Peter's cock down his throat.

Maybe it wouldn't be an issue. Maybe Hawke was just teasing him right now and would pick up the pace like right now Hawke oh my God get on with it..

[defaulthawke]

That desperate moan has Hawke reaching for his own cock, squeezing around the base and stroking slowly. Maker, it's so fucking sexy to see and hear and feel a man falling apart for him, especially from an act so intensely intimate as this. Hawke pulls up just as crawlingly slow, until just the head is resting between his lips, then down again- a long, slow, agonizing pace that he knows damn well must be frustrating.

[itsnotaonesie]

Falling apart is a very accurate description of Peter right now. His whole body is practically vibrating with the effort it's taking him to hold still, his cock is aching for more than he's getting right now, and the frustrated, desperate little noises he's making would probably embarrass him under any other circumstances. He can't take much more of this teasing.

He very carefully pushes down on Hawke's head, trying to encourage him to pick up the pace a little, but not wanting to accidentally hurt him.

"C'mon, man, you're killin' me here."

[defaulthawke]

His response to that is to smile (as much as he can with a cock head between his lips) and pull off just long enough to murmur, “So do something about it.”

Then he resumes his long, slow slide down Peter’s length.

[itsnotaonesie]

For a moment Peter just stares, unsure of what he should be doing. Hawke has clearly just issued a challenge, but Peter's the most awkward guy in the world and also too polite for his own good. But he's also so, so horny, and growing more impatient the longer it takes Hawke to engulf his cock with that stupid mouth of his.

Finally Peter's patience wears thin, and he grabs Hawke firmly by the hair and and pulls him up off his cock, giving him a very gentle push backwards so that Peter has room to stand up.

"Oh, I'm gonna. You need to let me know if I'm hurting you though, okay? Just-- just smack me on the leg twice if you want me to stop."

[defaulthawke]

Peter hauls him back by the hair and Hawke growls lustily in response, looking up at Peter with wild, hungry eyes. This is exactly what he’d hoped for, to provoke the aggression and force out of him.

Even in his sexual aggression, though, the kid manages to make him smile. That concern is so quintessentially Peter Parker that it makes something in him hurt just a little, missing his friend. Hawke just nods at him, mouth conveniently open for the taking.