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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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  • sharktrash: (hiss // damn it)

    squalo // khr! // open

    [personal profile] sharktrash 2020-05-24 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    -- we built this city.

    [ Squalo's lucky enough to be tasked with cleaning out ashes and burnt stuff, and hanging decorations. While it's not his idea of a fun time, it definitely beats lugging pieces of concrete around (he's stronger than his relatively scrawny form may suggest, but he's not really built for that kind of labor longterm), and it's most definitely better than taking care of the shitters, so he actually is doing his best. ]

    [ Both his and Xanxus' share, probably. ]

    [ He's up on ladders stringing lights, body parts or other bizarre ornaments, quick enough about it that he almost doesn't get lashed. Efficiency is important. He does take advantage of the rare breaks, however, and yeah, he's probably trying out that Totally Not Speed, because why not? ]

    [ Whether it's Totally Not Speed or just his natural zoomy twitchiness, he's gesturing wildly at whoever's hanging that new string of lights with him. ]


    Hey! Hey! Pull it higher! You don't want people hitting it with their heads, the whole thing could come down!


    -- something in the air tonight.

    [ It's not too bad at first, especially considering that he's earned himself a comfortable bed. A dull ache in his forehead, which he chalks up to his years of cranial trauma at first. An itching sensation behind, which he writes off to his recently increased amount of boning for a time. It's getting worse, though. ]

    [ He tries to go about his day as usual -- training in the gym, soaking in the baths, cooking in the kitchen, pouring drinks at the sex club -- but as the pain goes progressively worse, at some point you might find him in one of the aforementioned locations just crouching on the ground, holding his head and screaming. ]

    [ From the looks of it, something's trying to wedge its way out of his skull. ]

    ::

    [ Sometime later, you will see him sporting a nice pair of goat-like horns. He doesn't look too happy about it at the moment, and his expression when routinely checking himself in every reflective surface looks dismayed rather than the usual smug as he mournfully runs his fingers along his new appendages. ]

    ::

    [ It's a similar tale (heh) with the tail, though he does his best to keep more subtle about it. He still starts scratching his butt suspiciously often at some point, which stops abruptly when there seems to be something wriggling inside the back of his pants. He's looking mighty uncomfortable and borderline in pain, too. ]

    [ Maybe you'll be the kind soul who offers to tear a hole in his pants for him? ]

    [ If not, well, at some point he'll excuse himself to the bathroom and return with it taken care of, followed by his own very fresh new tail, which looks pretty much like the standard demon version except rather than a spade it seems to have a tiny shark fin at the end. ]

    [ Feel free to notice either or. He's not happy about this either. ]

    ::

    [ He also seems to be getting a bit more willing to fight as the day goes on. ]


    Hey! What're you looking at?


    -- they did the monster smash (without actual smut though)

    [ He's available for a chat or anything that ends in ic or ooc cockblocking, still on his bartending shift in all of his new tailed and horned glory. ]

    [ However as the effects of the evening grow hairier, he will find an excuse to leave and claw his way back to Xanxus if necessary. ]



    -- wildcard

    [ wanna do something else? write your own adventure! ]
    savedbyasong: (serious)

    [personal profile] savedbyasong 2020-05-24 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He takes the hand with a grimace and nodded.] They also might realise that people are more content to work for them if they didn't beat us.

    [Again it's defiant but quiet, he doesn't quite have the courage to direct those words at the demons. Their blows hurt.]

    Thank you as well, I'm sorry it didn't work. [But he couldn't have done nothing.] You're new, right? [He looks at her properly, noting her missing arm and frowning, concerned.]
    hybrid_prince: Theodore "Teddy" Altman from Strikeforce ([Hulkling] Another Shirt Bites The Dust)

    [personal profile] hybrid_prince 2020-05-24 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
    Built This City
    Building things was something he could handle. Sure, there is a lot of stuff here that Teddy doesn't know he's okay with. He doesn't like their demon overlords being on edge. Definitely doesn't like them armed. But mostly he focuses on constructing stands for now. Working there seemed logical for him, given the fact that his strength meant he could carry things on his own that other people couldn't carry easily with a second person to help.

    Still, when he sees a demon moving with intent toward someone that is clearly tired, the whip raising in their hand, Teddy lunges forward, interposing himself between the demon and their target. He grits his teeth against the pain and just gives the demon a dark look before turning to the person.

    "You okay? Better just, uh, take a moment for yourself. I'll try and keep them at bay."


    Mirror Maze [CW: Violence]
    Mirrors always had a complicated history with Teddy. Maybe it was because of the fact that as a shapeshifter, as a Skrull, his apparence was such a fluid thing. Or perhaps it was because they reminded him of those days when he was a teen, doing everything to stay in the good graces of a guy he liked, taking on whatever appearance he was asked to, no matter how much it was a bad idea.

    But hey, it's just mirrors, nothing they can do to hurt him, right? Right?

    Except as he moves through the mirrors, trying to find his way toward the entrance, he sees something in one that doesn't seem right. Teddy freezes when he catches sight of a reflection that wasn't him. It wasn't the white skin he had right now. Instead it's Hulkling, hands covered with blood. Teddy flinches back from it, bumping into another mirror. He can't help but look over his shoulder and there he sees himself as Hulkling, lunging at Iron Lad, murder in his eyes. He looks at another and it's him threatening Quicksilver, body massive, claws out, violence in the twitch of every muscle fiber.

    The more he looks, the more he turns, the mor he sees the mirrors, the more sights he's confronted with. Pummelling a robot that looked like Billy, breaking it with his bare fists, his own blood and hydralic fluid on his hands. Himself, holder and broken and trying to go after Billy because the future-him thought that was the only way to save the future. Violence, all around him.

    And Teddy roars in fury at seeing it, changing quickly and violently, a clawed hand lashing out to try and punch through a mirror. The sound of shattering glass doesn't even stop him from lashing out at the next mirror, because he sees motion in it. All it's reflecting is himself, his choices, his violence as he shatters another mirror. Or maybe doesn't. Maybe he just thinks he is as he tries to break each image, each reflection of truth. All it takes is movement for him to lash out. It would be bad if someone got close, because he's not thinking before he swings.


    In The Air
    For him, it's less an ache, and more... an itch. A sense of human not really fitting him anymore. For a shapeshifter, it's a lot easier to process the changes. To write them off as 'this is just what I feel like right now'. After all, Teddy has been around in his Hulkling form in Hell before. But some people haven't seen that, right? Maybe it's jarring to see a heavily muscled, seven foot tall, green skinned man with fingers ending in talons and heavily armored shoulders and arms. Except, you know, he's a bit sharper than normal. Rather than his shoulder armor more rounded, just protective, it comes to points. His talons are longer, sharper. There's sharp edges like hardened fins along the backs of his arms. Oh, and instead of wearing shoes, he's barefoot because maybe he just HAPPENED to feel like taloned toes as well. But it's still Teddy, right down to the wings tucked in tight to his back. It wasn't something he tended to wear unless he was using them, but that was life, right?

    Still, it's Teddy in the end, sharp and seemingly having a hard time focusing as he wanders around outside of the hotel, wandering during his time away from working on set up for the Hell Carnival.

    Of course if anyone move nearly close to him, he can't help but flare his wings a little, unthinking, like he's half considering moving. Moving away? Moving closer? Who knows. Even Teddy doesn't. It's just thoughtless reaction.



    Monster Party [CW: Potential for violence, sexual situations.]
    Coming to the club wasn't something Teddy thought was a good idea, especially after Billy had given him permission to see other people. He wanted to prove to his fiance, his lover, that he cared about Billy and only Billy. Except here he was, like he hadn't been able to resist. Here and large and green, his body spikier than normal, wings folded tight to his back. With the talons his fingers end in, the talons of his feet, the man looks more demon than human in a lot of ways. It's a Skrull thing, he tries to tell himself.

    A Skrull thing that brought him here, shirtless of course, to sip at drinks and watch the people around him. A Skrull thing to snarl under his breath at some of the larger men and women who somehow get his metaphorical hackles up. A Skrull thing to watch others, licking his lips, tempted to move forward and catch them up in his arms, hold them close and not let them go. But his restraint is holding now. Just barely. Holding until an overt challenge is offered by another Alpha, or until an Omega shows enough interest to have him go and make a claim.



    [OOC: Happy to have Teddy fight with Alphas or hang with Omegas. Want to plot? Look me up on plurk [plurk.com profile] churbooseanon. As a note, this is one of a VERY few selection of situations where a female may be able to get a rise out of Teddy, so go ahead and try, but he will be very awkward and hard to socialize with in the future because of it. Accept multiple alphas to fight or fuck with, and any interested Omegas.]
    Edited 2020-05-24 23:03 (UTC)
    jelliclerats: commissioned; please dns (profile; stopped; listening)

    Nezumi | No. 6

    [personal profile] jelliclerats 2020-05-24 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
    a. we built this city

    [ Hanging lights isn't something Nezumi normally does in his free time, but avoiding pain and torture is a more familiar hobby. When 'kindly asked' to help out, he knows the game well enough to play. He doesn't want to hang lights, Hell wants him to hang lights, so he hangs lights.

    With an artistic eye, the decorating is going well. However, as he's working on the current set, he finds a blown bulb. While on the ladder, he looks down and sees the extra. This really should be a two-person job. Despite having been such a loner back in his normal life, and despite still not holding a lot of trust now, he decides this is safe enough to grab a partner.

    Which happens to be the next person who passes be. ]


    Doesn't it look like you're free? Do you want to contribute to the beautification of this carnival so we can show them what real art looks like?

    b. something in the air (i) - WARNING FOR BODY HORROR

    [ Despite being such a good little Hellion, Nezumi isn't spared the pain. He's walking through the carnival when the pain hits. It's blinding as the wings push through, tearing muscle and skin as they emerge from his back. It's bloody and messy but fairly quick even if it hardly feels fast.

    Feel free to find him when he's still transforming or when he finally has his beautiful set of wings.]


    c. something in the air (ii) - WARNING FOR USUAL A/B/O things (omega)

    [ In spite of how he may often seem, Nezumi isn't usually overtly sexual. Normally, his glowing wings wouldn't be seen as something that would induce such a desire, but he doesn't come to the club to make friends. It's a bit amazing how strongly the need is. Normally, Nezumi's skilled enough in fighting things he might even want, but there's no such ability tonight.

    Unless he's approached first, he'll soon enough find a target. Moving behind them, Nezumi slides a hand along their shoulder, a charming smile on his face. Normally pale skin is flushed with the heat of desire. ]


    Someone like you can only be alone because they've been waiting for someone like me

    (ooc | Also feel free to go with a wildcard option. If you want to plot, feel free to pm this account or reach out to [plurk.com profile] wrinklesintimes. For the sex prompt, though Nezumi has had a birthday, he's still only 17 so if that bothers you, feel free to hit up another prompt c: )
    silverkitsune: (conquer and devour)

    [personal profile] silverkitsune 2020-05-24 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
    Like those wings, perhaps?

    [Mitsuhide's own additions will look fairly familiar to anyone who knew him from his previous stay at the Hotel: white fox ears, a fluffy white fox tail, and fangs that peek out from beneath his upper lip when he speaks or smiles. And if the fangs are a little more pronounced, and if his fingernails have been replaced by claws, well. He's not exactly feeling quite as festive as he did during the Halloween party season.

    He's actually feeling rather... hot. Anxious. And why had he felt such an urge to come over and speak with Spike? Normally when he comes to the club it's for--

    It's the wings, surely.

    An eyebrow arches, that lazy kitsune smile letting his fangs show, and he lifts one hand to drag a foreclaw lightly over the feathers of one of Spike's new wings.]


    I take it you've been a good boy lately?
    itchtokill: (Default)

    Kol Mikaelson | The Vampire Diaries | CRAU

    [personal profile] itchtokill 2020-05-24 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    Arrival
    {No ground for pity, did this to myself, I am in hell


    Kol recalls being yanked downward. Down down down down. He doesn't know how or why or who is doing it, he's only aware of down. An odd sensation, really, and it's quickly accompanied by an intense heat, a sharp crackle coming from somewhere far too close for comfort. It reminds him of the bonfire party in that awful village. Isn't that where he just was? Perhaps he'd had too much to drink and dozed off. But... no, that doesn't seem quite right either, does it?

    Not to worry, there's a voice all silk and satin, assuring him everything is fine, and the judgements befallen him can still be undone. Kol isn't so sure of that, if he's completely honest, but he doesn't have much time to think of it.

    The next thing he's aware of is... this room. This red, red room with random furniture and--

    "Are those Bosch?" He gives a hum and a facial shrug. That's when he really starts taking in his surroundings. He isn't alone, there's a handful of others here with him. Had they all fit in that bed, or... no. Doesn't matter, not important. He needs to...

    Blood. His nose isn't nearly as sharp as it had been for centuries, but that is a distinct scent he can't ever forget. His eyes draw toward the table, with a list of what appear to be all his transgressions. Something is clicking in his head about where he is. Except...

    Whatever. He needs to find someone recognizable here. If there is anyone. And, really, if he is where he believes, he can't imagine not finding a fair few of them. Wrong dimensional ones, probably, but familiar to him all the same. He's known more than a few treacherous types in his day.

    Kol grabs what items seem to be his, shoves it all the bag and leaves the room, intent on getting some answers he already has sinking feeling he won't like the sound of.

    The hallways are long and ridiculous, but he eventually finds his way to the lobby. Seeing the boredom-ridden monster behind the front desk, "Where the bloody hell am I?" Kol demands, but he's just given an annoyed sigh, "Isn't it obvious? I'm a demon. This is Hell." and he's shoved a key before the demon yells "NEXT!" and Kol is left to his own devices.

    Maze of Mirrors
    {You don't wanna see the deeper, darker side of me


    Kol is wandering, which is almost always dangerous in a new universe. Especially one like this. Hell. Well, he can't exactly be surprised, can he? Not that he remembers dying. At least, not a second time. Or... is it third? Fourth? He's lost count, but he knows he died in Lawrence, and he's never been completely sure if he had on his way into that last village. Drowning would be awful way to go, wouldn't it?

    Still. Dangerous or not, he wanders idly around until he finds himself at the mouth of a room full of mirrors. He hums an amused sound, though he hasn't step foot in it yet. "I'm not that stupid," he smirks, but as he turns to leave, he runs smack into a mirror. His face screws up in confusion. There's no way, he never even stepped past the opening! ....had he? "Oh, come on!" He throws his arms in the air, annoyed at the games being played at hand.

    "No way out, but deeper in, eh?" He muses quietly to the sea of reflections of himself. "Fine." he grumbles, heading further into the maze.

    Wildcard
    None of these grab your attention, but you still want to hmu? Go for it with your own starter! Wing it or message me at [plurk.com profile] loyalwolf to discuss it.
    Edited 2020-05-24 21:31 (UTC)
    cleanburn: (Musing)

    [personal profile] cleanburn 2020-05-24 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Clara shakes her head. That's always the way, isn't it? Too many people (or demons, in this case) believing that they can achieve their ends by brute force alone.] You would hope they would realize that. But I think we can agree that these particular demons are a lost cause.

    That's alright. That you spoke up is brave enough.

    [She doesn't miss the way his glance turns to her missing arm; she smiles wryly.] I am. Don't worry, though. I lost this before arriving here. [She waves her left arm as she speaks.]

    Turns out, losing it saved my life. I'm still getting used to it; it could be worse.

    [She tilts her head, studying him in turn.] I take it you've been here awhile?
    stardustdaozhang: (Default)

    [personal profile] stardustdaozhang 2020-05-24 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
    Awww! Thank you. /makes a mental note because honestly, Xingchen wouldn't really need to be compelled.
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Questioning turn)

    ❚ Maze of Mirrors

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-24 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He had his own issues, but every once in a while, Setsuna can shelve his for other people. Hearing laughter ring out through the maze of mirrors is definitely call for that.]

    [Especially when it sounds oddly familiar. He's baffled, and can't ignore it.]

    [When he finds the source, and isn't sure how the Hell he's getting out, he stops short.]
    Hatter? What the fuck? [Right now, not even he's sure if he means 'Why the fuck are you here?' or 'How the fuck is this shit funny?']
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Smirk)

    c. something in the air (ii) - WARNING FOR USUAL A/B/O things 5'6 alpha?

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-24 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Setsuna would have been drawn to Nezumi without the wings. In fact, even before he feels Nezumi's hand, he has a scent he rather enjoys. He turns and notices the wings first and foremost, drawing his eyes in with their rainbow glow.]

    'Zumi? [He drops the first syllable in surprise and his wings fluff up, before his look of surprise turns into a possessive smirk. He tries to turn everything around, his arm reaching out to wrap around Nezumi's back.]

    [He has his own wings (six in all), but the usual white is splattered with blue towards the tips, with an icy sheen to them, and they're not isolated to his back. He has plumage on his face, elbows and a small set of wings at his ankles. The heat rolling off Nezumi does nothing to deter him. Setsuna seems to welcome it.]

    [He leans in closer than he would ever, especially with Nezumi. Friend or not, he got the impression a long time ago Nezumi typically kept his distance. He is cool with that. Tonight? None of that seems to apply.]


    Not someone like. I've been waiting for you. [Setsuna says this with a purred conviction, mixed with a tone of awe as though he only now realizes it.]
    indecent_butterfly: (Ever the fool)

    [personal profile] indecent_butterfly 2020-05-24 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The laughter doesn't stop as they turn to see who has joined them. ]

    Messiah. What a pleasant surprise. But then, you do have a habit of turning up in the most unexpected of places? Why not one Hell after the destruction of another?

    [He does remember that, right? At least they don't sound upset by it.]
    sadoslash: (SM play?)

    we built this city!! let's rock'n'roll x)

    [personal profile] sadoslash 2020-05-24 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ehhh? I thought the point was to have it low so people could hang from it?

    [ And as if to demonstrate this point, Sougo has somehow managed to successfully wrap his end of the lights around the neck of the demon who was cracking that whip at people. It's likely going to earn him a swift punishment. But damn, it's worth it for the time being! ]

    But if you want it higher, we can go higher.

    [ He yanks, hard, on his end to make sure it's nice and taught around the demon's neck as he climbs a few more steps on the ladder to bring the lights up to Squalo's desired spot -- the poor demon dangling from it like some sort of obscene centerpiece. ]
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Smile like the sun)

    Monster Party [CW: Potential for violence, sexual situations.] - omega

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-24 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    Setsuna wouldn't have step foot in the club again even if he had a gun pointed at him. The fact he was there had a lot more to do with the blue streaks in his usually only white feathers. He has plumage on his face, his elbows and ankles. All six wings are on display as he flits around the club doing something else he never does - openly flirting, but only with certain people.

    Face flushed, he smiles brightly when he catches sight of someone tall and green skinned.

    He's not careful when he approaches Teddy, but does smile shyly up once he's right beside him.

    "Teddy?" he asks in a pleased voice. "It's you, right?" While normally he'd hug Teddy, it's clearly not safe to do so with his arms bladed right now. Instead, he puts out a hand to touch Teddy's chest, but Setsuna eyes linger on his large arms. There's heat rolling off of him, and he's standing close enough Teddy might be able to feel it.
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Worried)

    Maze of Mirrors: Envy, Despair, and Wrath

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-24 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    He wouldn't have chosen to come across a scene so personal, especially with his own family issues. He wouldn't want anyone to see him deal with that, it's why he keeps a lot of it to himself, even when he's normally so open.

    He can't help but hear the shouting and being drawn to it, though. And he can't help the swell of empathy, a shared, all too familiar pain when he watches the last mirror shatter.

    Setsuna doesn't know her, he tells himself. He should just walk away. Now. Instead, softly, his stupid mouth opens long before his brain can tell it to shut up: "Families suck like that. And maybe you were enough. Sometimes they just don't see it."

    Even if he feels exactly the same, even if he feels he wasn't enough, either, he knows right then it's what he wish someone had told him. So maybe that wasn't enough for someone he doesn't know. He won't be surprised if it's not.
    hybrid_prince: Theodore "Teddy" Altman from Strikeforce ([Hulkling] Another Shirt Bites The Dust)

    [personal profile] hybrid_prince 2020-05-25 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
    Frankly, for all of his attentiveness, he almost doesn't notice Setsuna approaching. Ah, but there's something in the air. A perfume? The tiny, lingering, rational part of Teddy's mind suggests it's perfume or the inherent scents in the air. Tries to rationalize that this isn't strange. Because it's not liking how it's being overwhelmed here and now. But Teddy's forebrain, more animal and instinct with every second and doubly so with the approach of Setsuna, is pleased. If he shifted just a bit more, he'd be purring, setting his vocal cords up to do that, but no. Not this time.

    Instead he turns to the scent and the voice and smiles at the approaching figure. Doesn't even flinch or look shy when there's a hand on his chest. Of course Setsuna is touching him. Makes sense. He's impressive. Probably the most impressive looking guy here. Clearly.

    "Who else would it be?" Teddy asks. He reaches out too, the back of his hand brushing over Setsuna's cheek. Less chance of hurting him like that. And, of course, a way for Teddy to gauge how warm his skin might be. Which was very warm. So good. And Teddy takes a half a step forward, getting closer to him.

    "Blue's a good color on you."
    onlyordinary: (Facepalm)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-05-25 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
    It's an incredibly personal scene. She's raw and a bit drunk, throbbing like an exposed nerve, but this is what she deserves, right? She might have literally ended the world. Billions of people dead because her family life was shit.

    So it's humiliating that someone is there, talking to her, but she can't be mad. Humiliation seems like the least she deserves. She's feeling more now than she ever did for most of her life under a blanket of her father's drugs, and it's a bitter freedom.

    "If I was, why didn't any of them see it? All six of them..." she sniffles, scrubbing her eyes with her sleeve. Her hands hurt. She's probably being unfair. She thinks that Ben saw value in her, maybe, but he still hasn't come to say hi even though she's dead too. Five did when they were kids, she thinks, but not anymore. "And... maybe they were right. I think I hurt a lot of people. I don't know."
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Wait huh?)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-25 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
    [Setsuna's face goes blank to that comment, about the destroyed Hell. That happened when Kira.... Yeah, he still can't touch that.]

    Pleasant? [He sputters, coming back to himself before he frowns.]

    What are you doing here? What's the last thing you remember back home? [Totally wrong time. Totally wrong place. Setsuna doesn't care right now, clearly.]
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Soft smile)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-25 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
    At the compliment, Setsuna's wings fluff up, and the plumage around his face widens a little in display with his bright smile.

    "Just like green looks good" Setsuna's eyes trail down to Teddy's abdomen at that, before flickering back up to Teddy's face, "on you." He knows one thing, he doesn't usually find men so attractive. Admirable, yes, but this? What he feels right then in relation to Teddy? It's unique to only a scant unusual moments. He knows there's something else at play here.

    Once again, just like with Peter, Kori and Billy, he doesn't care. Let it be what it is. He wants Teddy's attention. He wants the smooth back of Teddy's hand against his cheek. He nuzzles against it, and puts both of his hands on Teddy's on, fingers careful around the talons.

    "I'm glad you standout. You were so easy to find. Wouldn't want to go all night without saying hi."
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (Unsettled)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-25 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
    Even that was something to relate to. He almost ended the world in a tantrum, and even now it waits in stasis for him to fix the mess he started. At least, he hopes it still waits. But that's for another time.

    He would have left if she told him to, would have agreed completely he had no right to invade this scene, but instead she talks more, and she seems so desolate. Setsuna balls his hands up into fists - he's not going to hug a fucking stranger. He does, however, take a step forward.

    "Sometimes...people just suck. Sometimes they're too wrapped up in their own lives. Sometimes...they don't know how to say it," Setsuna offers out, thinking of all the reasons he never noticed. "Sometimes they take it for granted you must know."
    hybrid_prince: Theodore "Teddy" Altman from Young Avengers Volume II (Default)

    [personal profile] hybrid_prince 2020-05-25 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
    Normally Teddy would blush and shuffle away, flustered, at the appraising look. Normally he'd wear a shirt too, when he could. As it is, he's more interested in the way the feathers of Setsuna's face fluff up. And pleased at the way those eyes evaluate him. Look at him, he is impressive. He even spreads his wings a bit to take up more space. He's one of the largest here, if not the actual largest. And the green is a very healthy shade. The best shade, and so attractively off-set by his blonde hair and green eyes.

    And clearly Setsuna appreciates it, given the hands gripping his, holding it close.

    "I can't imagine the night without you in it," Teddy agrees, his other hand settling gently on Setsuna's hip, careful not to damage a wing or grip too tight. Just a simple touch to pull the smaller man closer. Close enough for Teddy to lean in, to enjoy the scent that lingered around Setsuna. "I'd hate to go the night without a lot of you in it."
    indecent_butterfly: (Hiss)

    [personal profile] indecent_butterfly 2020-05-25 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
    [The look on his face is rather priceless. As is the quick jump from one emotion to the other. Still so impetuous.

    Of course, as Setsuna was silly enough to ask two questions at once, Hatter is going to answer what they want to...the most obvious one.
    ]

    Standing around looking at the mirrors. What else would One be doing here? [There's a wave of a hand toward the reflections.]
    failed_antichrist: AS manga base - Kaori Yuki (You're doing it WRONG!)

    [personal profile] failed_antichrist 2020-05-25 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
    [Typical Hatter - Setsuna knows he only has himself to blame, though. He knew what they were like, and it shouldn't be any surprise. It wasn't, even though he still gives out a frustrated yell.]

    No! I mean.... What is the last thing you remember back home? [Screw it. Try again.]
    indecent_butterfly: (Now you tell us?)

    [personal profile] indecent_butterfly 2020-05-25 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
    [They drop the act for a moment, going serious. ]

    We were preparing for battle.