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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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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
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
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.
Rules | Taken | Reserves | Applications
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Luke Skywalker | Star Wars | OTA | Body Horror mention
He remembered fire.
There was fire and flames and heat, and all he could think of despite the voices, despite the overwhelming feeling that something was wrong, Luke Skywalker couldn't help but muse to himself, This Death Star blew up a lot faster than the last one. Because what other reason for all this fire than him failing to escape the blast? He took too long, he had dared to actually take time to mourn for his father, and now he was paying for it. He was certain his father would be disappointed in him, especially as he didn't try to fight. And Leia...
I'm so sorry, Leia...
It took time for Luke to pull himself together after waking up, to absorb everything he was left with in that room (and perhaps curiously poke at the ancient technology he was left to work with). By the time he finally made it downstairs, he looked as overwhelmed as he felt, and the sight of demons tending to the lobby and bar wasn't helping matters. He eventually found himself hovering in the door to said bar, glancing within, but hesitant to cross the threshold.
"...feels like Mos Eisley all over again," he muttered, unaware of anyone nearby that could hear him.
[We Built This City]
As much as he tried to deny it, Luke was already frustrated with this place.
He had seen others getting roped into clearing out the area he was in, and had done his best to try and slip away without being seen. Unfortunately, one keen eyed demon had managed to grab him and drag him into the work, and was currently taking a particular kind of glee in focusing his whip on him. Luke had thought to grab it from him more than once, but had managed to keep himself from doing so, if only so the demon wouldn't take it out on anyone else that was working nearby.
The more the hours wore on, however, the more his patience was stretched thin. It wasn't until the demon, bored with his lack of response, turned his focus on one of the others that Luke finally acted on his frustration. He sensed, more than saw, the whip rearing back, ready to crack toward someone that wasn't him, and he shifted slightly, motioning his hand almost imperceptibly at his side. Instead of hitting the person, the whip snapped back, hitting the demon square in the face.
Luke turned back to his work as the force of it knocked the demon off his feet, trying (and failing) to hide a pleased smile.
[Something in the Air]
Something was wrong.
Granted, this place felt wrong on the best of days, but so far Luke hadn't felt anything wrong with himself. That changed with a bad feeling that lingered long after his usual unease from his persistent nightmares subsided. It took a moment more before he realized his face ached, like he had a toothache that refused to go away. It left him futility rubbing at his jaw as he went about his day, as if that would help stave off the pain as it steadily grew worse.
It was near the end of the day that the pain started to get overwhelming to the point he had to drop what he was doing and attempt to stumble back to his room. His head was swimming, a distant part of his brain constantly chanting something's wrong, something's wrong, and though he tried to pull on everything he knew in the Force to keep himself together, he managed to make it about halfway back before he collapsed against a building, pressing a hand against his mouth as he fought against the urge to retch.
He felt something fall into his palm along with a feeling of sticky warmth, and he pulled his hand away to see it covered in blood, along with two teeth that had fallen out. Luke stared in horror, his mind struggling desperately to process just what he was looking at as his tongue probed his mouth, trying to figure out just where those teeth were supposed to go, and accidentally pricking it on something sharp.
Luke tried very hard not to panic, but it was a losing fight.
"S-someone help," he hissed out, flinching at how stressed his voice sounded.
arrival
He feels Luke before he sees him. Of course he can't recognise him as familiar, since they've never met; Anakin is on the edge of becoming the only version of himself Luke will get to know, but he is not yet that far gone. But he recognises that connection to the Force, especially one so strong. There are several very strong Force users here, but this one is different.
He follows that feeling to the bar's entrance in time to hear Luke's words.
"Mos Eisley?" he repeats, surprised. "I wouldn't have expected to find anyone here who'd ever heard of such a place." Who is this young man, obviously a Jedi, who knows anything about suck a backwater planet as Tatooine?
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It was a moment before he set it aside, instead offering a weak attempt at a smile.
"I used to live in the Anchorhead region," he explained.
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That darkness passes, and maybe he doesn't even notice it consciously. "I grew up in Mos Espa," he says. He doesn't often tell people that these days (though most people haven't even heard of it anyway). But why hide it from someone who might actually know of it?
"You look how I imagine I must have when I first got here. This place is a lot to take in."
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Luke tore his eyes away, struggling to keep his emotions from going haywire. He was just seeing things, looking for something that wasn't actually there. There... there was no way. It couldn't be...
He took a deep breath, peering over at the other man again as he spoke again. He was being ridiculous, clearly. They didn't even sound the same.
...but of course, they could sound different, after all the damage that he had incurred to put him in that suit...
"My family always avoided Mos Espa," he replied quickly, shoving that traitorous voice to the far back of his mind. "And... I suppose I should have seen something like this coming. Just... I never imagined it quite like this."
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And there was something else too. This man's presence in the Force was bright, and she couldn't help but be reminded of Cal and her master. What would Cere think of this, she wondered.
"What have we here?" she asked as she approached Luke from behind, "A Jedi?"
Her voice was smooth, lingering on each word she spoke and especially relishing in the last.
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"A poor attempt at one for ending up here, I suppose," he quipped, keeping his tone light. "But yes, I am."
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"I suppose there's little use in killing you now."
Because they're both already dead and in Hell or because she shouldn't really be killing Jedi anymore. One of those, definitely.
"Who was your master, Padawan? Did my brothers and sisters send you here?"
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She had a point, though, even if she didn't necessarily say it. Conflict between Jedi and Sith seemed a little pointless if they were both in a place like this. It was probably best, at least at the moment, if he kept an open mind.
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with your brothers and sisters," he replied, folding his hands peacefully before him. Even with his conclusion to keep an open mind, he found himself hesitating to answer; he had kept to himself who trained him for over a year now, that even with him dead as well, it was hard for him to admit it. "Old Ben -- Obi-Wan -- started my training. I also trained under Master Yoda, though much of what I've learned I've had to find on my own."
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Something in the air
Curse the fact that he's a doctor despite just sticking to research.
He crawls over, moving to stabilize him against the wall. "Come on. Why don't we get you to someplace you can sit down? Someplace you can calm down."
Elcin's certain that dealing with him was not going to get this man to calm down any time soon.
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"I... I'm trying to stay calm, but--"
He cut himself off as the sharpness in his mouth caught on his tongue again, his hand snapping back to cover his mouth.
"What is happening...?"
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The pedipalps on his face move, brushing up against each other -- a nervous tick that he's about to stick his fingers into a strange alien's mouth but at the end of the day he's a doctor. He just wishes he had gloves for this.
"You may need to move your hand."
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[ we built this city ]
She's become used to the presence other Force-users here, so she doesn't immediately notice the faintly familiar signature until she feels something shift within the Force and sees the demon stagger and fall, hissing and cursing in unknown tongues. She quickly looks around for the the culprit and nearly gasps when she realizes.
"Master Skywalker?"
It's out of her mouth before she can bite it back; she'd just never fathomed she could run into him again here, even knowing what she knew about this place and timelines. And though they're more than a few feet apart, she knows he'll sense her the way she senses him; there's no sense in pretending she hadn't spoken.
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The demon, of course, had something to say about it, cursing at him and rearing back to use his whip again, but a casual flick of his hand and the weapon was wrapping around the creature instead, sending him tumbling to the ground. A couple other demon heads turned, but they were too busy laughing at the other one to pay him much mind.
"Do I know you?" he asked softly once he was closer to the woman, studying her face as if that would help jog his memory. Even as he said it, though, the question didn't feel right. "Will I know you?"
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She was relieved when he seemed to grasp the timeline situation. It would make this easier, if anything could be easy here. She nodded, regret plain on her face even though she tried for calm neutrality.
"You will, for too brief a time and not under the best of circumstances. I'm Rey."
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"Well, good to meet you again, Rey... erm... earlier than expected?" he replied, a bit of a confused crinkle coming to his face.
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we built this city
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.
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"Can I help you?" he asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.
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Yes.
Will it stop him.
No. There is not an ounce of calm for him when it comes to Luke Skywalker.
"Of course. You don't even know yet." Kylo is not less angry at this version of Luke, despite the illogicality of it all. He moves and surveys his young uncle like a lothcat, ready to pounce on his prey. "All you need to know is that I will be the mighty Luke Skywalker's biggest failure."
Your deepest betrayal. He had tried, on Crait, to apologize for his folly. The damage was long since done, he would find no forgiveness in Kylo. Not now, not then, not ever.
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"My list of failures seems to be longer than I originally believed," he replied mildly. On one of his glances around, watching the young man, he caught a glimpse of the demon pulling himself together, ready to strike out at them both. Luke absently flicked a finger, sending the creature landing face first as it took a step forward.
"I know it doesn't mean much, all things considered," he began, turning his attention back to the young man. "But is there anything I can do to make amends?"
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arrival
"Hey. New right? Come on over to the bar. I'll get you something to drink. I'm Steve."
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"Luke Skywalker," he introduced. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't really drink that much."
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He liked meeting people. Steve also liked helping. Getting a drink was just an excuse honestly, he just wanted some nice conversation, and to make the new guy feel welcome. A hell hotel wasn't really welcoming on its own.
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