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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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  • thescarletspeedster: (Many feels.)

    [personal profile] thescarletspeedster 2020-06-03 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
    Barry lands in a pathetic heap beneath him, too heat and orgasm drunk even to catch himself on his arms, but Garrett's growl lights him up all over again. "Want it," he breathes, ready to make demands before the ache in his neck reminds him that he's not in charge.

    But Garrett will give him what he wants, won't he? He's Barry's mate, he's given him his cock, his bite - he'll give him his knot too. Even so, Barry sobs into the sheets, trying to hitch his ass even higher. "Please," he begs. "Please, I need it, please come in me, alpha please," he chokes out, his words tripping over themselves as his need increases. "Please fill me up, keep me full, I need it, I need you, alpha, please."
    bravejemma: (unhappy :|)

    [personal profile] bravejemma 2020-06-03 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
    The foot was still in the boot.

    The foot was still in the boot.

    The foot was still in--

    No,
    Jemma told herself firmly. It was certainly unusual, but panicking would not help anything. In the grand scheme of things, that wasn't even that unusual -- but looking at the bony growths shooting out of the ragged flesh left at the end of the ankle, that was worth paying attention to. It didn't seem to be bleeding freely, either, as you might expect a severed limb to do. "All right," she started, mostly to herself, before speaking Natasha. "Did you get into something? Eat something or... offend one of the staff?" There were so many things that could go wrong here, it was hard to tell what the source might be.
    defaulthawke: (s; overwhelmed)

    [personal profile] defaulthawke 2020-06-03 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
    "Shhhh," he murmurs, soothing Barry with a low hum against his throat. "Just making sure, sweet thing."

    The phrasing is an echo to someone in his past, someone he loved- but that thought is the furthest possible from his mind right now, gripped as he is by urgent need. Barry is so warm, so hungry for him, submitting so prettily that Garrett's hips jerk and suddenly he's coming with a low moan that's muffled in the crook of Barry's neck. Frantically he pulls Barry close, thankfully seized with the instinct to seek that heat.

    And then, oh- as if that burst of white-hot pleasure isn't enough his cock starts to swell at the base, flaring huge and hard in Barry's tight channel to lock them intimately together. A hard shudder runs through him, shaking a ragged cry from his lips that's utterly wrecked. It feels so good, even better than it did on Zhautas, and- and when the swelling stops, he isn't done coming. His fever breaks and his mind clears a little, but his cock is still pulsing, still pumping come deep inside, filling Barry up. The sensation turns his first calm breath into yet another shudder.
    thescarletspeedster: (Throat.)

    [personal profile] thescarletspeedster 2020-06-03 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
    Barry believes those sweet words murmured against his skin, but it's not until he feels the tug of Garrett's knot against his rim that he truly calms. "Yes," he exhales, squeezing around it and moaning when he feels that first hot rush of come spilled deep inside him.

    "More," he breathes, falling into a gentle set of vibrations around the cock buried in him, milking Garrett until he feels him jerk again. "Alpha," Barry says around a sloppy, sated grin, head tilted back to nuzzle at him. "So full."
    deaddrop: (pic#13351833)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2020-06-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
    Natasha seems to be handling it well, so far as she's handling it. Her expression is grim and pale, but as Jemma has noticed, her foot is still in her boot. All things considered, she's handling it well.

    Well enough that when Jemma questions her, she's prepared to answer. After a pained breath, she says, "I was hurt during the raid on the hospital, trying to get people out. They said then that there was a risk..."

    She thought she'd tended to the would quickly enough, but she can't deny that it wasn't her first priority at the time. Now the bony spurs that end her leg, slowly oozing dark fluid, clearly illustrate her mistake. The ends twitch in front of them, spreading and stretching the skin of her leg and cutting her off. Natasha bites her lip against a pain that turns her stomach.
    sadoslash: (keep away)

    [personal profile] sadoslash 2020-06-03 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh. Hey. It's his buddy from the hotel. Sougo gives Hughes an idle salute of greeting upon recognition. "I'll come down to you. I was just getting ready to go on break soon anyway." Now seems as good a time as any to sneak away before said demon comes to.

    But Sougo climbs down the ladder to meet up with Hughes, holding out his hand for the hammer. "Thanks. You're the best. Seems like we keep running into each other at places where the demons are especially annoying, huh?"

    He heads over to the fallen demon in order to take his whip, and he offers it to Hughes. Sougo has the hammer for a weapon, so maybe the guy could use the whip?

    "You look like you could use a break too."
    goldtoxicity: (Default)

    [personal profile] goldtoxicity 2020-06-03 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
    Yeah, you do.

    [ he's sweating bullets, radiating heat like a fire. he tilts his head almost subconsciously, eyes falling shut as he bares more of his golden throat. ]

    You sayin' I don't?

    [ he wants to close that gap. grab julian and shove him towards one of those private rooms, use these new teeth and nails to rake pretty patterns across his skin. that feeling of want has his breath hitching and his whole body aching.

    jesus.

    they need to get out of here.

    the flirting is shelved in favor of a low groan. he can't regulate his temperature. this is such bullshit. his forehead drops against julian's shoulder.]


    Keller, shit, I think I'm gonna pass out.
    noassgardian: (b | talking)

    [personal profile] noassgardian 2020-06-03 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
    "This is so messed up." Not that it's stopping him from mapping his lips over John's skin. He's not making it easy to just lie there, if he doesn't want to go again... but Billy doesn't quite complain either.

    He rolls his hips forward in a slow grind as his teeth sink into another expanse of skin.
    defaulthawke: (s; sex)

    [personal profile] defaulthawke 2020-06-03 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
    Fuck, just when Garrett thinks he can calm down, those sweet vibrations make him choke, keening roughly into the crook of Barry's neck. With how tight Barry is, it isn't long before he draws another orgasm from out of Garrett, nuzzling against Barry with a hungry, half-senseless moan.

    When the fog of climax recedes and his head clears, Garrett realizes that, once again, his body isn't quite done- that surge of pleasure might be done, but he's still spilling deep inside, pumping into him in pulses that make him shiver.

    "So good, Barry," Garrett groans, reaching around Barry to stroke his cock still messy with cum. "Can you feel that? I'm not even done coming. I'm gonna fill you up."
    onlyordinary: (I'm listening and being insecure)

    [personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-06-03 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
    She did not think this through. How does she respond to that? She has no fucking idea, and she's scared of doing it wrong because Diego is generally at his prickliest when he feels vulnerable.

    Her first thought is, well shit, she has no clue who Eudora is. Did Diego lose someone in the last few days and Vanya didn't know? She has no idea if that speaks to Diego's awful communication skills or her being a terrible sister. Probably both. Her second thought is to wonder aloud if Mom has a soul and if they'll ever see her again. That thought depresses her and will probably set off Diego, so that's out too.

    But it's monumental that Diego even answered her question. She can't just let his answer hang there because she's afraid of saying the wrong thing. She has to try.

    "I'm sorry," she says. It's awkward, and she wants to stop with every fiber of her being, but she plows on. It's easier when she focuses on Diego's heartbeat, faster than before but not agitated. "I miss Mom too."

    As far as she knows, Mom was killed by the assassins who were after Five. She died alone after her children squabbled over whether or not they should kill her themselves. Vanya has doubts over their mother's independent thought, but she still loves her and knows her to be the only real source of affection she had growing up. The only source of affection many of them had.

    "Do you... want to tell me what Eudora was like?"
    hiddenobjective: (94)

    [personal profile] hiddenobjective 2020-06-03 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
    Cain bites his lip, nodding. He makes the mistake of stepping closer to Billy, planning to pass him and head for the exit. Heat rushes through him and he feels... slick?

    "B... I... I need you bad," He manages to mumble, leaning closer desperately. It's uncharacteristic for him to be this needy. In the back of his mind, the thought did occur to him that this was another 'Hell thing' but like most 'Hell things' he was powerless to resist it.

    "B, pozhaluysta," He begs.
    vexant: (Cl5AfWQ)

    [personal profile] vexant 2020-06-03 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
    "Are you even listening to yourself?" Almost bewildered, but. The green in his eyes sparks brighter as Julian reaches out with his telekinesis, through Teddy. Wraps it around his heart--doesn't matter where the hell it's wandered off to, he can find it. And squeezes. Not enough to kill him. Probably enough to cause cardiac arrest in a normal person.

    "I've got a real one, thanks. Unlike you. Everything about you is fake, isn't it. Your form, your size, your everything. Every piece of me is one hundred percent genuine."
    vexant: (tGfQ0FI)

    [personal profile] vexant 2020-06-03 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
    ( yeah. he can see that. josh is usually absolutely flawless, so much so that it pisses him off. no sweat, hair perfect, skin great, everything perfect down to his goddamn fingernails. an advantage of his ability, but one that clearly isn't helping him here. julian can see it on his neck, can smell it on him even. and where there'd usually be a bitchy comment about showering instead he's, )

    Don't. ( pass out, because he's busy pushing josh back off of his shoulder so he can lean forward and sink his teeth down into his neck, right over his jugular. )
    hiddenobjective: (19)

    [personal profile] hiddenobjective 2020-06-03 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
    "Exactly. You don't know my name. You don't have a scar," He shakes his head. Either Hell was getting lazy or his memory was starting to fade. The latter would actually be pretty worrying if his thoughts weren't so jumbled and distracted.

    "You're barely Abel at all," He mumbles, tilting his head to run his tongue along Abel's lower lip, tasting copper. He groans, leaning into Abel, pressing his tongue past his lips as he kisses him. It's still forceful and possessive but there's underlying emotion. He can't help it. Abel might not be a perfect copy but he's close enough to tug at his nostalgia and homesickness. He tastes the same, feels the same.

    "Fuck, I want you," He barely breaks the kiss to pant the words against Abel's mouth, rocking his hips forward to grind against Abel, already hard from whatever was affecting him.
    thevelmster: (Hot guy stare)

    i'm sorry for her

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
    [To be entirely fair, this newcomer in particular sticks out like a bright orange and maroon thumb. She's an easy target.

    One moment she's protesting and the next the entirety of the 'demon' is eclipsed by a wide torso that belongs to someone approximately Shaggy's height, but honestly, that's not what gleans the entirety of her attention. Even as he effectively frees and rescues her, her gaze barely sways much from the fancy robotic prosthetic, wide eyed and delighted on top of the adrenaline pumping through her bloodstream.
    ]

    It's beautiful. [She sounds absolutely smitten as she turns her wrist so she can lightly touch along the material, curious.

    And yes, his broad shoulders are beautiful too, but admiration for them can take a backseat.
    ] May I?
    thevelmster: (Deep breath)

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [Velma's quite used to being recognized as a local celebrity, but the way his face shifts when he catches sight of her face is markedly different. It's brief, and she can't identify the depth of it, often oblivious to the intricacies of human emotions. It's not a negative reaction, so it doesn't stick to her beyond a curiosity.

    Like an orange spider monkey, she manages to flail her arms out in attempts to grab hold of something. It's usually a fruitless effort, but his hands catch her first, her fingers wrapping around his forearms moments later. She appears surprised, and awed, to still be upright thanks to him.
    ]

    Some reflexes you've got there.

    [Which is her version of a thank you.]
    thevelmster: (Sideglance)

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
    Somewhow I'm still suspicious.

    You know 'regular' is relative, right?
    thevelmster: (Yeaaah)

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
    It is. [She agrees with a bit of a smile. Disney's next level corporate tourism with their level of detail, among other things.

    Joking aside, his demeanor shift is chilling for some reason she can't explain, which she hates by the way. There's no real reason to trust him, but the opposite is also true. That small quirk of her mouth fades into quiet curiosity, a wary focus.

    She listens, her brow furrowing at 'asscrack'. Language. In the end, she sighs, disappointed.
    ]

    Sounds like conjecture based on fiction and historical fiction to me. [Like the Bible. Oh, if only she knew.] I'm looking for evidence.
    thevelmster: (Head tilt)

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [He really shouldn't tempt her with science. Besides, most birds molt at some point, so her time will come and there will be an irritating bounty of feathers to study. It'll give her time to pick his brain about how he made those wings appear.

    A normal human can heal too, thank you very much. Also, normal is relative.

    His chiding of the 'demon' creates enough of a distraction to widen the distance between them, so when he finally catches up, she glances his way and offers him a bit of a smile.
    ]

    Thank you for helping. [Underneath that display, it's easier to see that she's still shaken.]
    thevelmster: (Processing)

    [personal profile] thevelmster 2020-06-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [She watches him suspiciously, trying to focus on him rather than the abrupt growing pains aching through her, and when he produces his identification, she takes it from her and examines it. Thoroughly.]

    Not likely. [Comes her response, a thought that slips free unintentionally. There's a glance over his many... Differences before she returns the card.] What do you research and develop exactly?
    jelliclerats: (dirt on face; looking down; sad)

    [personal profile] jelliclerats 2020-06-03 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ His head shakes. The hand would be useful, but it's not a habit Nezumi can fall into. Already, he's offering to completely turn his back to someone he knows is skilled enough to kill him if he exposes his weakness. Relying on her, needing the hand just to walk, isn't something he's going to allow himself. It's a kind offer but accepting kindness breeds weakness. ]

    Having wings isn't normal for me.

    [ It's said in agreement. ]

    But I didn't grow eyes in the back of my head so I can't see for myself. We can check before going far enough to find water and a first aid kit.

    [ He nods toward one of the constructed buildings that at least has four walls and a rough already finished. ]

    In there.
    arachnafriendly: (7)

    [personal profile] arachnafriendly 2020-06-03 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    Well nothing has happened to me yet! So, I'll take that as a win.

    Black tea? Regular old English breakfast.
    blindninja: (42)

    [personal profile] blindninja 2020-06-03 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    That's... the part of her he loves and loathes. He'd like to think that he sets an example he wants others to live by, hard as it is, painful as it is. Some might call grace a lie and mercy cruel, but he believes in redemption. He has to. He'd like to think that he could save her. Save everyone. In this... ridiculous, unrealistic, overly romanticised sort of way.

    He's not going to save her by lighting and stoking a much needed fire, but he might at least give her enough drive to keep going in this place. Matt isn't around to love her, to remind her that he believes in her, so she'll just have to love herself and have faith in the meantime, at least until they find a way back to each other again.

    "I don't think you should stay," he suggests, running calloused fingers through her hair. He's not chasing her away, and he's not even starting to move away from her. It's just words, nudging her to be free. Otherwise she could spend forever staring into the mirror and not get anywhere she needs to go.

    "I wish you could see you, the way I do," he teases as he lifts his head and smiles towards the edge of the mirror, resting the side of his head against hers. Of course, no one can quite see anything or anyone else the way he does. How easy it would be, then, to convince her that she is more than the sum of her scars, and too easy to love.

    "Then you'd know for sure you don't belong here, and you don't have to feel this way."
    nottheonlytraveler: (I've got a bottle of your blood inside m)

    [personal profile] nottheonlytraveler 2020-06-03 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Man, he thinks, some things never change. He remembers when they had to convince Velma and the rest of the Scooby gang of the supernatural the first time - Velma, in particular, had been the most difficult to convince. And, he suspects, this time will prove no less difficult, he does not doubt.

    But someone has to do it, he supposes.

    When she asks for evidence, that, Dean has to think on. He wants to tell her to wait five minutes and see what new torture Hell throws their way but he manages to refrain. Instead, he offers her a suggestion that very much leaves a bad taste in his mouth.]


    You could get in contact with Lucifer or Lilith, I suppose. Don't know if they'll be able to convince you, but.
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    [personal profile] conjobs 2020-06-03 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Hmmh-- yea." Did Billy say something? He didn't quite catch it. He's lost in this slow dance, unspoken promises uttered with grinding hips and the sharp sting of teeth. John feels hot to the touch, nearly blindingly feverish. He peels his feet off the bed and moves his hips in response, knees nudging against Billy to encourage him.