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TEST DRIVE MEME #13

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, there's a demonic bartender who seems to know how to mix any drink you can imagine (and a few you can't). Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit. There's also a new addition of a karaoke machine.

Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.


Welcome to My Nightmare
Familiar whispers are starting among the demons of Hell yet again! The big carnival is happening soon and it's going to be even bigger than before. Apparently the clowns are out, but special guests are in!

The names Bellas Mammon, and Verinne float around excitedly. Something about the angel is spat about with less enthusiasm from time to time. If the demons are pressed for additional information they'll just say that if the carnival guests are pleased, Hell is in for a grand expansion.

If asked how the carnival guests are to be pleased the demons will simply laugh and tell sinners not to worry. So, new denizen of Hell, guess what! Even with such little information to go on, you get to help the demons get everything ready for the upcoming event. Exciting!


Prompt I: We Built This City
WARNINGS: mentions of violence and drugs

Within the gates of our lovely Penance community a large portion of the area is currently in the process of being cleared away. Demons will be grabbing unsuspecting sinners and dragging them into the process without a care of whether they want to help or not. Sinners will work clearing charred debris, constructing stands, cleaning up dilapidated buildings, stringing lights and other decorations, and more.

Curiously, the only things that seem to be off-limits are rides and games, just like the last time. Hands off, buddy. Those are a surprise.

Unfortunately for all the guests involved, it seems like the demons are very serious about their role as supervisor. Cracking the whip isn't just a figure of speech is what we’re saying. If they catch anyone slacking off they will be punished accordingly. A swift hit, a hard shove, a good lashing with the whip for those who are particularly naughty. They may even just crack it if they think a sinner isn't working as fast or as hard as they could.

Well, now you know how serious they're taking this. After all, there's so much work to be done and such little time.

That said, the demons aren't entirely heartless. Just before a sinner collapses from exhaustion or dehydration, they'll be allowed to go treat themselves to some sandwiches and water. There's also an energy drink available simply called Speed Bull.

Knowing Hell, the 'healthy vitamins and minerals' contained in it are probably just code for actual speed. Ah, well, at least it keeps you going. Might want to be careful though. Drinking too many will lead you to, well, die (again). Might not be permanent, but isn’t fun or productive!

Those sinners who are especially resistant or otherwise naughty while constructing booths and other carnival necessities will find themselves put on porta potty duty. Arguably the worst duty of all, and they just might find themselves compelled to do so even if they hate it.

Other areas the guests will be able to help with include the tunnel of love, pens for a petting zoo, and the fun house, but they may not want to gaze into the mirrors too long...


Prompt II: The Maze of Mirrors
WARNINGS: mentions of mental health, addiction, violence, and sex

Those lucky enough to get a glimpse at the carnival’s fun house will notice an incomplete room full of mirrors. There’s no demons around cracking whips at the moment and there’s something about it that just feels like it’s calling to you. It’s clearly unfinished and they likely need some help, right? Might as well investigate.

If guests choose to enter this room, they will soon discover it's far larger than it seemed at first glance. Stranger yet, the room is a maze that seems to shift and change with every corner you turn. Didn’t you just enter from that direction? Well, looks like it’s a dead end now. Guess you’ll have to find another way out.

The longer someone stays trapped in this maze of mirrors the more they start to feel different. Sinners begin to change mentally and emotionally into their darkest nature. All the secret parts of themselves that they try to hide from everyone come rushing to the surface and this can also be actual secrets themselves!

Do you struggle with anger? Depression? Been holding yourself together by a thread for too long? Actually afraid of everything? Recovered addict? Jealous of that bitch Stacey? Itching to just murder someone? Maybe you’re a bit of a nymphomaniac or a compulsive liar. Perhaps you’ve been holding back on saying what’s really on your mind to some people or maybe you have a deep secret that’s itching to get out and you don’t care who hears it... like that one time you left someone to die, or when cheated on your significant other with their sibling.

Well good sinner, now feels like a great time to clear the air! Let people know who you really are. There might be someone else stuck in there with you who you can kill, or fuck, or yell all the things you’ve wanted to say to them (or just say in general) but haven’t. If not? Good thing there’s a network in Hell, and the reception seems to be excellent today.

This maddening desire to reveal secrets and become that which is often hidden grows stronger the longer a person remains in the maze of mirrors.

There are two ways someone can be brought back to their more normal selves: either by the acceptance and forgiveness from another person resulting in immediate relief, or by finally finding a way out. Although it may linger a few hours after exit until finally all returns to normal.




Something in the Air Tonight

Prompt I: Something In The Air
WARNINGS: mentions of body horror transformations

After everyone's fun time spent in the mental asylum earlier in the month, it looks as though the monster business isn’t quite done and over with. Perhaps sinners missed taking care of a small scratch or maybe the taint has just spread some other way, but sinners (old and new alike) may find themselves beginning to change, physically.

It may start out simple enough. An ache or a pain that could be blamed on a long day of construction or sleeping on the lumpy, uncomfortable beds, but it will soon progress. Fingernails may fall out as fingers turn to claws, legs may start melting together until a sinner is left with something that looks decidedly snake-like. It may feel like one's body is attempting to tear itself apart only to leave them with slimy tentacles.

Eventually, affected sinners might start to even think differently. Whether their physical mutations are big or small, are specific to one animal or several, or are the variety of horrific unidentified monsters from someone’s worst nightmare, the affected may begin to lose their higher state of consciousness for something more primal and animalistic.

Don't worry, Lucifer will reassure you all that this is only a temporary state of being! They’re working on getting everyone back to normal as we speak, so in the meantime just… try to enjoy it. It’s not all that bad, is it?


Prompt II: They Did The Monster Smash (nsfw)
WARNINGS: continued mentions of body horror

While under this transformation, some sinners may feel an innate desire for a night of debauchery. Whatever their monstrous state is, they find themselves wandering into the sex portion of the night club. While the mutations may be as small as claws and teeth, those experiencing it will also find themselves with an insatiable need to breed.

As the night goes on, people will find themselves more than just physically affected and begin displaying the following characteristics:

Alpha
  • Traditionally strong and dominant types. They are protective and extremely jealous once they’ve found a mate.
  • It is not uncommon for Alpha’s to fight over their chosen Omega with other Alphas.
  • When next to an omega in heat, they may enter into a rut state where their main concern will be claiming and mating with their chosen partner.
  • Ruts will send alphas into an extreme frenzy and cause them to be very aggressive.
  • They will be overwhelmed with the desire to dominate and have sex.

    When an Alpha is close to climax, their genitals will swell and knot or entrap their partner in order to further ensure breeding. This swelling locks two people together for up to thirty minutes. During this period, it is not possible to pull apart from one another and may result in several rounds of intercourse. Keep in mind, however, that the more sex you engage in the longer it will take for the swelling to ease.

    Omega
  • Traditionally submissive types who aim to please. They are physically inferior to alphas and have an innate urge to be claimed and possessed.
  • When in heat, omegas experience fevers that can be dangerous if allowed to rise. The only cure for this is an orgasm.
  • Heats may last up to three days. During this time period, omegas will be insatiable. So much so it might become painful the longer they don’t mate.
  • They will be drawn towards the strongest alpha. Omegas put off a scent that will attract mates, particularly during heat, that often encourages alphas to fight for the right to breed with them among other alphas.
  • Bites to the neck may calm a feisty omega, but keep in mind that this may also cause a mating bond with them.
  • Omega’s during heat often become extremely self-lubricated.

    Both Alpha and Omega may experience intense lasting orgasms with excessive amounts of cum to further ensure breeding. If an Omega cannot find a suitable mate they will find themselves incapable of satiation. Nothing is enough until a mate is found and even then, heat might hit them again soon after climax.

    There’s another category, the Beta. These are those who aren’t really affected either way. Some of these patrons are still experiencing physical mutations but don’t seem to have the same heat and desire to breed. Others might not even be physically changed at all.

    This can make things a little bit awkward, though. Especially when even the succubi and incubi are affected along with other demonic staff and guests. They may be eagerly dragging people, staff and sinners alike, off for a rough breeding session.

    Of course, because it’s a sex club there’s plenty of other things to do. As always, no guest is safe from the potential of being dragged on stage for a demo or two. There are plenty of rooms with various themes for your delight including all sorts of toys and fucking machines. Anything you could imagine, really!

    More information on what to find in the sex club here.


    IMPORTANT NOTE: The mods recognize that abo is considered a slur against aboriginal peoples in Australia. It is important to us that we recognize this and clarify that such a term outside of alpha/beta/omega context is harmful and uncool. Stay groovy, and have fun!


    Wildcard
    Not looking for debauchery or looking for a different kind? That’s alright! The club itself has plenty of other options such as a separate side explicitly for dancing. Drink up, maybe do a few lines, and dance the night away. There’s also a spa, a pool, a library, and all sorts of other areas for your character to explore now that they’re in hell.

    You can find more information on the various locations here





    Misc.
    Hey, guys! Welcome to our new TDM for the June 1st app round! As always, feel free to jump right on in, potential appers and current members alike! This TDM counts as an additional game event, as well as game canon for those coming into the game. Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below!

    If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.


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  • onlyordinary: (Anxious smile is my only smile)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-28 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ah, yes. Setting loose hell animals. This is going to end terribly.

    Vanya takes out her flask of vodka and gulps some down, shaking herself out with a smile that hurts her face. "Okay. Give me a beat."

    She could probably do it just with her heartbeat or with the ambient noise around them, but why not have fun with it? She never caused mayhem in life. Might as well make up for lost time.
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (You're doing it WRONG!)

    I: We Built This City

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-28 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Setsuna doesn't know Fitz that well, but he still has a weird desire to please him that he can't squash, and Jemma he simply adores, has for a while. Plus, the idea of a wedding makes him pretty giddy. Love and romance do have sway on him.]

    [This is one reason why Setsuna moves from being bullied into the whole carnival setup to specifically helping with Fitz's project. It also keeps him from getting struck by the whip.]

    [He is in the process of trying to hammer some of the fencing when Fitz's words cause his back to go straight. He ceases all attempts to help so he can whirl around and shout, shoulders pulled up in frustration.]


    Yeah! I am too stupid to know the difference. Telling me like that isn't gonna help!
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Questioning turn)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-28 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
    Setsuna stops pulling out the shards, though his hands keep hers, too loose to be of use as he stares at her with wide eyes.

    "And I thought I had family problems. Fuck." Well, he did have a sibling that wanted to kill him - succeeded, in a way - but that was past. And at least it was just one. "I should stop whining so much. Why would they want to do such a shitty thing?"

    He gets himself collected again to return to removing shards and mutters, "I'm Setsuna. You don't have to tell me your name, but it feels weird. You telling me all this, and you don't even know me."
    superdick: (pic#13388126)

    [personal profile] superdick 2020-05-28 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    Oh, okay. No anger issues here. Just a bit of an irrational objection to red vases.

    To be fair, the vases they've got here are pretty fucking objectionable.

    He doesn't budge, when the vase comes flying at him. You could say he's got chutzpah, but it's based in the the bulletproof arrogance that comes from... well, being actually bulletproof. Yes, there are things here that can hurt him, beings that are more powerful, but projectile vases aren't much cause for concern.

    Especially when they're so well misaimed.

    She's got pretty incredible control over her telekinesis.

    "Fair enough," he says, keeping his tone light and bringing his hands down.

    Slowly. Still not a threat.

    "Bad day?"
    onlyordinary: (Let's chat)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-28 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    "I know you're here with me. That's something." He's here for a reason, probably. Vanya never considered herself a bad person, but she must be to be here. Maybe they were all just like her, people who tried to be good but turned out bad. But either way, he was here, helping her hands, and that's something. "My name is Vanya." Number Seven.

    She shrugs. She felt so much about her family when smashing those mirrors, and now there's nothing inside. It's just a wide void of grief too great to give words.

    "I hurt my sister. I killed someone who helped take care of us. I destroyed our childhood home. Maybe I should have seen it coming."

    She doesn't move to elaborate. Does it matter that she didn't mean to hurt Allison, that she was only trying to defend herself? Does it matter that she destroyed the home because they trapped her in a soundproofed cell? Does it matter that she murdered Pogo because he passively helped her father destroy her life and cripple her mind? It matters to her, but apparently it doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things because she's still in hell.
    onlyordinary: (How could you say that?)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-28 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    "What do you think?!"

    But he's being calm and non-threatening, and perhaps most importantly, Vanya does not know him. He has had no time to love and hurt and betray her, and Vanya has had no time to build an earth-shattering grudge. Plus, being forced to talk breaks her out of her own head, where she was building up a worse and worse breakdown.

    The shaking subsides. Dust falls from the ceiling. Vanya gets to her feet, tossing her hair (which somehow got more glossy? Was that just a side effect of her powers, on top of supernatural clothes bleaching???) to get it out of her face, and paces the floor a good five feet away from the man.

    "Sorry. Sorry. I'm not usually like this." Apologizing is instinctive, but there's a bitten edge to her voice that was never there before. Her eyes are brown again instead of white, but she's still on edge.
    quintessent: (and maiden's tear)

    Arrival-ish!

    [personal profile] quintessent 2020-05-29 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
    [Laying low isn't a talent that comes easy to Allura, but even she can pick up on the times that it's best to stay near her suite. She doesn't want to think about how she's been here for long enough that she's picking up on some of the subtle moods of the hotel, but there's a certain energy - not to mention the lingering shock from the things she'd seen in that hospital - that keeps her from wandering too far past the halls that have been her home for the last eight phoebes.

    It's during one of her ventures outside of her suite that there's a voice from behind, and she turns to face him - recognition immediately flashing over her features as her eyes open wider.
    ]

    Sasuke?

    [From her perspective, he'd disappeared a few months ago. It was a shock to see him again, so suddenly. Even moreso when she saw nothing in his eyes that suggested he remembered her. She didn't take him as someone to pull jokes.]

    What are you talking about? Don't you recognize this place?
    superdick: (pic#13390851)

    [personal profile] superdick 2020-05-29 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
    "Good to know."

    He keeps an even tone. His feet gravitate back to the floor, now that it's a bit easier to stand on.

    She doesn't have anything to apologize to him for. Except for the dust that's gotten in his hair. But really, he's the kind of dickhead who finds violent outbursts to be either inspirational or entertaining, depending on who's delivering them and how big of a punch they pack.

    And he gets the feeling that something pretty big must've set her off.

    "What are you usually like?"
    predispositions: (42 - qlhSHSB)

    wild card!

    [personal profile] predispositions 2020-05-29 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
    If they're going to put them in forced labor setting up this stupid carnival well then Lizzie is going to make this the best carnival it can be. Plus it gives her a project to focus on and throw herself into, distracting herself from the terrible time she spent in that hospital. The less she thought about that, the better.

    Needless to say, Josie had had her number. She is in full dictator mode. Which is how she doesn't even notice that the man she's about to order around features in some of Hope's pictures back home. That doesn't matter. She points at Kol.

    "You're tall. I need you to put these lights up for me."

    Look better listening to her than the demons, right?
    onlyordinary: (The rage is probably bubbling inside)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-29 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh look, another thing to set her off!

    "I don't know!" she snaps, the room giving a good shake with her rage as her eyes flash white again. "I thought I was a spineless wallflower, but it turns out I've just been brainwashed and medicated by whole life! So who knows what I'm like!"

    Also she may or may not still be going through withdrawal from that medication, so she's not even sure if this is what she's like. She's fucking dead and only now she's doing a whole 'self-discovery' thing. Isn't this rich?

    She'll (probably) be embarrassed by this outburst later, but she's pissed. And sad. And also pissed. And also she hasn't had to deal with the full weight of her feelings since she was four years old, and she doesn't really know how to manage them.
    umbravore: (Oh if the sky comes falling down)

    We built this city

    [personal profile] umbravore 2020-05-29 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [By now, Lup has been to nearly a hundred different realities, some wonderful and beautiful, and others terrible and dangerous and ending with her death. By far this one that she kept popping into was one of the worst. Right under the one that she got calcified from the inside out (fuck that place in particular).

    It's amazing that she doesn't get whipped any worse, with her tendency towards argument, but she's just about to come up with her own risky plan to escape when one of the demons bursts into flame nearby.
    ]

    Woah! [The human - presumably to blame for said burning - turns to her and she doesn't skip a beat before dropping her spade and nodding. She jabs her thumb in the direction of two of the demons starting to push their way through to the commotions.] We better make it quick if we don't want double duty here, come on!

    [And if Sasuke isn't already running, she grabs him by the wrist, pulling him along with her.]
    jelliclerats: commissioned; please dns (profile; stopped; listening)

    [personal profile] jelliclerats 2020-05-29 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Wave after wave hits him, assaulting Nezumi's senses like an electric shock. The wings show their life in the way the color dances and shimmers every time Sougo finds the special spot that leaves even Nezumi weak in the best of ways. In the chains, his fingers curl, legs bending and nearly closing so he can rub them together for friction; Sougo's placement between them assures that isn't possible.

    All he has to do is say the words. If he begs and calls Sougo the name the man desires, he can finally have the hunger fed. His body begs his mind to give in. It isn't as if he doesn't want to feel his body stretching to its capacity, to have the emptiness filled, and that spot hit in ways a finger can't fully satisfy.

    But if he breaks this easily, he isn't an Omega worthy of the Alpha he wants. Instead, he nuzzles into Sougo when the man moves to whisper into his ear, an action not unlike a cat who might offer its own a display of affection. ]


    Didn't you promise to make me yell it?
    jelliclerats: (dirt on face; wiping face)

    [personal profile] jelliclerats 2020-05-29 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ She'll have to trust it's funnier than the alternative, which is the truth. It hurts so much that the world spins and dances.

    Reaching out to grasp a nearby display, Nezumi manages to haul himself to his feet, but he stumbles. It's quick and over as he catches himself, but he's lost a lot of blood in addition to the pain. ]


    I'm fine. It's over. I just need to collect my balance.

    [ He forces his steeley eyes onto Natasha. ]

    Is the drink close?
    jacksonvillain: ([ 06 ])

    [personal profile] jacksonvillain 2020-05-29 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
    Aw, man! Vanya's speaking to his DJ heart.

    "You got it, dawg! We're about to remix it up in this place!"

    Seemingly exactly in his element, Jason sets his drink to the side, before cupping his hands at his mouth and starting a dope ass beatbox routine. Hopefully that's something Vanya can work with!
    headmaster: (pic#13633116)

    Alaric Saltzman | The Vampire Diaries/Legacies | OTA

    [personal profile] headmaster 2020-05-29 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
    Maze I

    [He'd stepped into the mirror maze just because he needed a break. He's not unathletic for a man of his age, but hard labor isn't exactly something he's had a lot of experience in. The mirror maze presents the opportunity to take a break from everything. The worst it'll do is present some short or fat versions of him, right? Harmless.

    So maybe at first it decides to show him a string of corpses. That's a little rude, and probably awkward to anyone else who notices it wandering the maze, but it's something he wouldn't mind laughing off. It's not the weirdest story to tell someone else stuck in hell, and he's sure they have something weirder to add.]


    Sorry about that. It's not really picking a flattering angle.


    Maze II

    [The maze doesn't have an exit. It feels like he's been in here for hours, wandering in circles surrounded by uncomfortable moments from his past. That's when the images grow more gruesome, of a furious, stern creature with bloodshot eyes, that hisses with fangs. That one is sometimes a corpse as well, grey and inhuman but no less accusatory. He's got fewer jokes about those. He goes quieter, snarls more.]

    They deserved it. Should've done more to get rid of them when I had the chance.

    [He doesn't elaborate, and doesn't care if he's overheard. If he's with a human, they'll be safe enough. It's not the humans who deserve to die. It's just the parasites living off of them. He'd be doing the world a service getting rid of more monsters.]


    Wildcard

    [I didn't have a particular starter in mind for the other prompts, but feel free to run into him working construction or slamming back some drinks at the bar later if you'd rather catch him when he's not brooding over dead things.]
    jacksonvillain: ([ 09 ])

    LOL this will be such a fantastic duo.....

    [personal profile] jacksonvillain 2020-05-29 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
    Aw. Okay fine, Broody McBrooderson. Don't get excited about his wings. Jason's excited smile does seem to falter just a tad when his enthusiasm isn't reciprocated by this guy.

    But it's the remark that causes him to shake his head, fearlessly moving closer to Kylo so he could impart all of his wisdom (or lack thereof). "Yeah, that's what they said. But trust me, homie! I've been here long enough to know by now there's a good place, a bad place, and an in between place. When they say we're in the good place, we're in the bad place. And when they say we're in the bad place, we're in the good place. It's reverse geography, dawg!"

    He shuffles his wings, beams again upon remembering he has them and points toward them. They're clearly proof of this being the "good place," right?
    weiward: (Default)

    [personal profile] weiward 2020-05-29 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
    All familiar names, but arranged in a way that Wei Wuxian doesn't recognize. But who knows what this place does to one's memories? And that's only one possibility. The Xiao Xingchen that he met wasn't wearing a blindfold either, over what he's assuming to be blind eyes.

    He's disappointed, but far from discouraged.

    "So you didn't meet me before I died." Wei Wuxian's voice is a little quieter at that, but he moves on quickly. "They have you doing this? Daozhang, don't touch anything. It's filthy."
    dyaddyissues: (76)

    we built this city

    [personal profile] dyaddyissues 2020-05-29 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
    The first time one of them that had tried their whip on him had received an unpleasant surprise when he'd snatched it straight out of the demon's hands and flung him across the sidewalk. Kylo stood, as if challenging anyone else to try again.

    Nobody did.

    So he mostly observes. Intervening quietly, when a demon gets to whip happy on another worker; more out of angering and confusing the demons than an actual desire to help.

    So when Luke stood up to the demon in defense, he straightens. A familiar wave of energy, a face that is much less worn, where there had been wrinkles and greying hair, there is none.

    Of course he would recognize his uncle anywhere. It had been bad enough that not even Hell was safe from the likes of the Resistance, but seeing Luke Skywalker here is more salt in the wound when his last memory of the man was watching him vanish on Crait after his failed attempt to kill the past. Anger, rage, and fear flood his veins.

    "You..."

    Whatever breakable objects are in the direct vicinity tremble dangerously.
    onlyordinary: (On the stage)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-29 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
    People think that just because Vanya is in a classical orchestra means she doesn't like modern music. Hell no. She's here for any music, no matter the genre.

    Vanya bobs to the beatbox, still smiling, taking another swig of her vodka before letting the beat get louder... and louder... and louder...

    BAM

    BAM

    B-BAM-BAM

    The doors of the wagons blast open to Jason's beat, cracking open and splintering demonic wood everywhere. "Whoo!" Vanya says, pumping her fist.
    jacksonvillain: ([ 13 ])

    [personal profile] jacksonvillain 2020-05-29 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
    Sick! The perfectly timed blast is pretty amazing, and Jason couldn't be more thrilled by it -- yelling out. "And the bass drops!!"

    The rest of the song plays out in screams and scampers as demons flee from their posts to herd up the animals. Looks like that's mission accomplished.

    He holds up his hand for high five. "That was AWESOME!! You're like superman. But a girl version of that, which makes you ten times cooler! Don't worry. Your secret identity is safe with me."
    jelliclerats: commissioned; please dns (close up; to the side; smile)

    [personal profile] jelliclerats 2020-05-29 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
    [ For all of his faults, Nezumi has never been the possessive kind, though it helps that he's rarely had anyone worth possessing. Tonight, it isn't about finding an Alpha to be all his so much as finding an Alpha worthy of him.

    Nezumi's ego hasn't changed in the slightest, even with the increased need and lust that makes Setsuna's very touch feel like electric impulses shooting throughout his body.

    A gloved hand pushes through blonde hair as his hips roll into Setsuna, offering them both the barest of friction and promising more as the kiss deepens. Nezumi explores the inside of the other man's mouth, his tongue exploring the taste and committing it to memory. Without realizing this is a moment frozen in time, something that will pass in a relative blink of the eye, Nezumi believes he's looking for a mate, an Alpha strong enough to keep up with him. ]
    onthenightroad: (002)

    Trinity Blood | Abel Nightroad | ota

    [personal profile] onthenightroad 2020-05-29 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
    I. Arrival
    [Father Abel Nightroad woke up on the bed in a hotel room. It was sure hot down here and he woke up in a nightmare that had him sweating when he looked out the window that he wanted to scream and faint for all that is holy. There must be some mistake, but then again only humans make mistakes. To err is divine as they say. And Abel is no exception.

    The voice wasn't comforting, to say the least. He has been taught sin and redemption down to every letter and books back at university. He was studious on the subject.

    Judgment couldn't come soon enough. This is truly deserved. One would think an honest, sincere effort to repent will fix the mistakes and errors of his past, but with the proper place of his lot in life, that shall be rectified and corrected.

    Reading his sins on the paper, he can't help but to break the rules of uttering God in vain when he realized where he's at and then looking out the window.]


    God damn!

    [With a handkerchief, he wipes the sweat from his brow, feeling like a nervous wreck down to his god-fearing bones, and opening the door, he walks out to explore. Only to earn a few dirty looks and sniggers from the demonic staff. After all, he is a priest. He is their worst enemy. Now he's going to be treated like a prisoner resident guest.]

    II. Welcome to My Nightmare
    a) Slave driver
    [Why Hell needs anything to construct? He can't find anything exciting about all of this, regardless of the carnival. Sure, the demons are polite enough to inform him as to why they need him to do some actual manual labor.

    And driven him to work and slave away at the work and clean up. He works without much complaint until they find some fun to torment him with the whip, it hurts and becoming annoying as Abel can self-heal himself over and over.]


    Ow! Hey watch it! Don't whip me! Not so hard! I'm good, I'll work harder, I promise, so quit it!

    [Those whip lashes hurts! He helps himself to the sandwich and drug up drink Speed Bull at least. For some reason, he feels so hyped up, he must have another in order to keep the demands of work. After all, it's hot down here and he's all sweaty from the work.]

    b) Mirrors
    [He couldn't stay in the mirror house for too long. In the mirror, they were showing who he truly is. A wolf in sheep's clothing. A monster. In his reflection, there's a pair of black wings of raven feathers sprouting from his back, a tattle-sign on the hallmark of his sins.

    Before anyone could see in his true reflection in the mirror, he made his beeline to the exit.]


    III. Network
    Remember friends, God in his infinite mercy-

    [He wasn't able to finish the sentence, of course. Today, the demons decided to make it a fun game to torment him by snatching his phone and type the following in for him.]

    Hail Satan!

    Wait, no, I certainly did not type that! The demons did it!


    [He snatched his phone back at least]

    IV. Wildcard
    [Anything else? Just hmu basing on the scenarios above. He'll be around exploring a literal Hell, much to his dismay, searching the library, and getting a drink from the bar. As for sex club, who knows? As for the alpha/omega prompt, he preferred to be an alpha. He's a priest by occupation, but beneath his clothes, he's a sinner guilty of murder and wrath.]
    Edited 2020-05-29 02:06 (UTC)
    hybrid_prince: Theodore "Teddy" Altman from Young Avengers Volume II ([Hulkling] Smash!)

    [personal profile] hybrid_prince 2020-05-29 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
    It's lucky he'd been swinging with a fist, and not lashing out with his claws. With those, there could have been a lot more damage. As it was, there was blood on his fists from the mirror fragments cutting them, leading to a very serious echo of the images he'd seen in the mirrors. Even when he sees Setsuna, processes him there, the flaring anger in his chest doesn't subside. Not immediately. It's not until he looks down and sees the cuts on Setsuna, the flow of the younger man's blood, that he backs away, looking horrified.

    And upon catching sight of himself in a mirror, as he is now, bleeding and having injured a friend... He starts shaking.

    "I... S-setsuna?"

    Oh god.

    "Oh god. What have I done?"
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Pained smile)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-29 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
    Setsuna tries not to wince when he sits up, but he still does, a couple of frustrated grunts come from him. His chest hurts worse than he thought. He does manage a broken smile, trying to be tough for Teddy's sake.

    "I'm fine. Could've been a lot worse. I'm the idiot that just walked up to you when you were that upset," Setsuna babbles out, wishing he could soothe those concerns.

    "You didn't answer me." He forces himself up off the floor, unintentionally cutting his hands on glass in the process. "Are you okay?" His expression, and voice soften when he asks, worry seeping through everything.
    noassgardian: (w | concentrating)

    mirror maze

    [personal profile] noassgardian 2020-05-29 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
    "Teddy!" The name leaves his lips in a near shout as he brings his arms up protectively as glass shatters around them. He doesn't think Teddy would ever intentionally hurt him or anything, but he's determined to wreck this place from the looks of it.

    "Teddy, please! Look at me!"

    Yeah, he really hates this place. He'd really like a word or two with whoever came up with this mirror maze idea.