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TEST DRIVE MEME #15

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, and 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 have an 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. The staff may be pushy, or 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.


Stand Your Ground

Prompt I: The Battle
While the chanting has seemingly stopped for now, guests will awaken to more rambunctious animals invading the Penance community through weak points in the gates. Pained screams come from the stables as the hounds and horses try to defend themselves against the onslaught of ferocious beasts. The demons will be shouting for help, urging sinners to save the community if they want to continue enjoying even the small comforts they've come to expect.

PLEASE NOTE! Most beasts will be aggressive and attack with teeth and claw as animals tend to do There are some that have a poisonous touch that feels like it sends fire through one's very veins. It will be excruciating pain for any who are touched by the boar-like animals. Luckily there is a serum available if you can convince someone to help you! So while painful, the venom is unlikely to cause actual death.

Demons and sinners alike will need to band together to deal with these menaces, however. If sinners show support, this will restrengthen the bond and camaraderie between sinners and demons.

If animals finding weak points to get in wasn't bad enough then the demonic giant thrashing wildly and crumbling parts of the gate certainly isn't helpful at all. He's a violent, dumb nuisance but extraordinarily strong. It will take a lot more than a single bullet or hit with a sword to take him down. He seems to have an impossibly high tolerance toward magical attacks and other such things of this nature. There's very little reasoning skills, hinting that this demon is nothing more than a feral beast itself from where more may still lurk out there somewhere.

But fear not, sinners! For Lucifer returns just in the nick of time on one of his demonic steeds looking more the angel than ever. Clad in gold and white armor, a sword sheathed at his side, followed by a few demonic soldiers dressed similarly but more skeletal than anything else. Together, they'll take on killing the giant along with any guests brave enough to risk their lives. One swipe from this monstrosity can easily snuff a person out.

As the battle wages on, Lucifer will urge sinners to retreat with the assurance that he will finish this job. Rallying his demonic companions, they slay the feral giant along with what beastly demons and animals remain so that life can return to normal. Your bravery is commended, sinners! And shall be remembered.

All are entirely free to watch Lucifer in all of his shining glory. See how he shines brilliant in the darkness. The light bringer, true to his name.


Prompt II: The Aftermath
Lucifer's smile will be absolutely beaming when he dismounts his horse and allows some of the staff to take it to the stables. He maybe covered in a bit of blood, but the prince of darkness seems to be in better mood than he has been for a very long time. When he notices the crowd, he'll greet them with a wave of his hand. "Greetings, guests! I would like to thank each and every one of you for your aid today. Without you, this could have been a disaster. I also want to assure you that I come bringing good news! I have convinced my colleagues to help us further. Watch as Penance continues to grow and become a better community for all of us!"

He announces this proudly, his words reaching everyone as they always do, whether they're here to see him in person or not.

His good mood seems only watered down when Lilith approaches him for a welcoming embrace. Those who are particularly observant will see her whisper in his ear, earning a curt nod. Soon after, they will wander off together. Some demons joke that Lilith is merely giving Lucifer a proper welcoming home, if you know what they mean. Others will complain that's disrespectful and she's merely filling him in on cult activities.

After the excitement of the morning, things will return to relative normal around Penance. The staff go back to work although the electricity may still be touch and go for a bit. Viscera and other gory remains will be scrubbed clean without asking the guests for their aid although they are welcome to help.

The demons will speak among themselves about how good it is to have Lucifer back, "the chanting", and "another big one is coming, isn't it?" for those trying to overhear. Unfortunately for guests, they'll find the demons are still rather cold and uncommunicative toward them if asked for any clarity. A few demons still may taunt guests about how they hope they know they'll be on the Veiled Order's list next because they're certainly coming back. They'll jeer and joke about how they hope the next sacrifice is even more painful than the last.

It's fine. Everything is fine. Lucifer is soon back in his white suit an can be overheard discussing something about an arena and how guests need a chance to blow off steam. If he's asked about The Veiled Order, he'll casually brush it off and promise that he's preparing some additional information to be passed around soon, likely over the network itself.


Prompt III: The Days to Come
Guess where all that meat sinners eat comes from? That's right, a lot of it comes from the beasts outside Penance itself when demons aren't able to import it from earth (and no, they won't tell you how to get there. Quit asking!) But also guess what? The demons are tired of being the sole hunters and providers of it. They'll be demanding that guests step up to help clean and prepare the meat for future storage. They'll insist upon it, as a matter of fact. Never butchered a pig before, let alone a demonic one? Ah, well, they'll show sinners the ropes, don't you worry about that!

If all that animal slaughter isn't for you, sinners will also have the option of volunteering for repairing the damage done to the gates themselves. While they seem to be magically repairing themselves for he most part, they still need a little TLC to help them along. Guests may help place new bricks, repair the entrances, or help out wherever else they may think they'll be useful.

Now that Lucifer is returned, guests will also be allowed to help with the generators to help stop the random blackouts.


Reach Up High
WARNINGS: mutilation, blood, torture.

Lucifer's voice rings out as it always does, compassion and warmth clear despite his words. It lingers in guests' ears even as they're forced into a dark room by demons and shown an ominous looking device just waiting for them.
"Welcome, my honored guests! Since some of your ilk have displayed an alarming tendency towards secrecy and outright lying, I've come up with a way for you to practice frank discussion instead. What I ask of you won't be an easy task, but it will be a lesson that's valuable to learn. When the device before turns on it will display a sin one of you are guilty of. You will be given exactly one minute to begin explaining what happened and how. Do be frank about it, and fair warning: if either of you refuse... you're unlikely to be unhappy about the result."
Guests won't have the option of refusing this daunting task. Demons drag sinners in, easily overpowering even the strongest guest if only for long enough to secure them in the seat and shove their hands into the opening of the device. Once secured, sinners are unable to remove their hands as a typing noise begins sounding out. After a moment, a sheet of paper will then pop out of the top of the device for guests to read. One sin off their list is printed neatly on it. Guests have one minute to begin explaining what it means and how it happened or why it's a sin of theirs.

Should the guest refuse or fail they will hear the contraption start up. An ominous sound of something shifting rings out before a sharp pain shoots up their finger and ricochets through their body. Each time a person fails their turn they both lose a fingernail. this will keep going until they've lost all ten (or however many the guest may have) or they answer a satisfactory number of sins. It really just depends on which sort of torment the guests are content with suffering through and how much they want redemption.

[Note: How many sins characters have to explain to be released will be left up to player discretion!]


Follow Me Down

Prompt I: A Rave For The Ages
WARNINGS: sex, drugs, alcohol, aphrodisiacs, body changes, potential kinks, violence, potential non-con or dub-con.

The incubi and succubi of Club Penance seem to think everyone deserves a little fun after all the punishment that's gone around. Guests at the hotel receive a flyer slipped beneath their door encouraging them to come to a midnight rave Club Penance is hosting.

There will be music, dance, costumes, alcohol, and all manner of party drugs. They also have every intention of it going all night long! The rave will span both the regular portion of the club and the sex-driven side so there will be plenty for everyone!

The club demons assure guests that no one should worry. There won't be any inappropriate conduct by staff at all. All aphrodisiac-laced food or drink is clearly marked throughout and no drugs will be slipped to anyone who doesn't want them. Much to everyone's surprise they keep their word and for all intents and purposes, it does feel like your standard rave when sinners arrive.

There's darkness broken up only by strobe and neon lights, glow sticks are passed out, fog machines keep the floor near obscured from view. The music is pumping throughout the entire club thanks to a rather boorish looking demoni DJ. There's quite a few change rooms for dancers to change into any sort of club or fetish wear of their own as well as a room full of costumes and fetish wear that can be rented on the house. If you're uncertain about changing, a demon may "helpfully" choose something and make sure you put it on.

Once again, the succubi are wandering the club, enchanted to look like beautiful women that no one can seem to resist. It's just the natural pull of what they are and the incubi -- males -- seem to have the same effect on everyone. They're holding trays of food, drinks, and drugs that they'll helpfully pass out. They're also dancing on poles or in cages and providing all sorts of entertainment.

For those inclined, these demons will also be putting on sex shows and demos of all sorts. They'll take audience participation rather gladly and play under respectable rules, safe words and all.


Prompt II: Choose Your Poison
As the night drags on, there will be demons who will approach sinners clad in over the top fetish wear and more beautiful than anything anyone has ever seen. They beckon guests to follow and, at the time, it seems like a good idea. These particular demons lead sinners to a table in a back room where a multitude of drinks await. They urge sinners to take a sip from the color that most pleases them for a special surprise. Everyone will have every chance to say no, but should they indulge, they'll find themselves momentarily blacking out for a bit.

When they come to, one of the following will happen:

Red drinks will trigger a feeling of intense warmth in the person's body. While not uncomfortable, it may lead a guest to getting rid some or all of their clothing all together in order to stay cool. Perhaps somewhat contradictory, this drink will also increase the desire to be close to another and share in this warmth. Sinners will crave touch in any and sometimes all meanings of the word. This can be holding hands, intimate caressing, cuddling, copious amounts of sex and everything in between. It will effect them so strongly that they might become aggressive if not violent without this.

Pink drinks will have guests awaking some place in the club with a partner. They're fitted with a sex toy of player choice. Perhaps it's as 'tame' as a collar and leash, something that vibrates, or something that's been put inside of them already. Guests won't be able to remove it until their selected partner decides that they can. Hopefully it's someone they can stand and not that half-goat demon that's been eyeing them up all night. Rumor is he's really selfish in the sack. The good thing is that those who drank this drink have incredible and long lasting orgasms and can experience several throughout the night.

Orange drinks will have guests feeling on top of the world. An incredible euphoria washes over them. All those troubles that were previously haunting them will slip into the background. They'll experience intense happiness and easily express affection towards anyone they encounter. They will also have energy to party all night long if they so choose.

Yellow drinks will give sinners courage to do something they never thought they'd do. They won't be afraid of anything whether it's pole dancing for the first time, a one night stand, or carrying out a nasty murder against that guy that got in their way. Fearless and eager to experience all they desire. Guest's may not want to take no for an answer, but everyone should try to practice some form of self-control...

Blue drinks will have the unfortunate effect of leaving one unable reach climax or even feel sexual excitement. Their body just refuses to rise to the occasion and they may feel sluggish although not in a depressive way but almost like they're heavy and exhausted. It may last for a few hours to a few days. Oh, well. They can't all be winners, can they? Once a guest starts to come out of these effects it will, however, leave them incredibly desperate to please people whether sexual or not before returning to normal.

Purple drinks may not seem to have any sort of effect on the guest. What a bummer, right? Might as well head back out to the rave. It takes a little while to kick in but as the night goes on the guests who drank this liquid begin to radiate an irresistible pull much like the Succubi and Incubi. Other guests and even demons will be drawn to them and grovel for a chance to serve the sinner. The more they attract others the stronger their own desire to be served and to dominate will become. This particular drink seems to last a little longer than the others and can take a few days to fully run it's course.

Green drinks will be for the truly adventurous. These drinks trigger physical changes ranging from temporary demonic features, sex changes, or, in some very rare instances, rapidly increasing or decreasing age. That last one may not always be very sexy at all... who wants to babysit a brat at a rave? Alternatively, maybe grandpa should head to sleep. Anyone deemed too young will be escorted out by the demons at Lilith's insistence.
Of course it is possible to say no to any and all things and enjoy the rave for what it is! An excuse to let go and just have fun for a night. This is a judge-free zone.


Prompt III: Your Average Hotel Night
WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con

With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.

Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.

There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.

There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.

Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.


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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-07-28 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe it says a lot about Klaus and his life that this doesn't bother him like it has done some other people. But you try growing up with a brother who had Eldritch horrors living in his stomach that killed in the most brutal of ways. He watched that shit happen, like, all the time (until Ben died). That, combined with being forever haunted by people in their most gruesome, gory moments of death for his entire life, make his squick factor a little higher than others.

"OH--!" He manages to jump out of the way just in time to miss the major emptying of the guy's stomach contents, but a bit still manages to get on his shoes. "Aw, gross, man. What the fuck." He doesn't actually sound that mad, just kind of put out because... ew, there's puke on his shoes now. He kind of kicks one foot in the opposite direction of where they are, he doesn't care to know where the bits landed.

"Are you okay, kid?" He turns back toward him-- he looks like, maybe eighteen at most-- as he seems to be going for a second round.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-28 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ After dry retching the second time, stomach too empty to offer anything except bile, he glances up at the man with watering eyes and nods stiffly – even though he is very obviously not okay. Stiles may have seen some messed up shit in Beacon Hills, including the kills of his ex-girlfriend’s psycho mom, but nothing has prepared him to peel apart an animal bit by fatty bit. The demon overseer even made him manually scoop out the creature’s insides with his own hands. He won’t be surprised if this leads to some kind of Lady Macbeth-esque complex with washing. ]

Sorry, urgh… [ Grimacing, he tries again. ] Sorry about your shoes, dude. Wasn’t aiming for them, promise.

[ Behind him, the demon overseer makes a comment about Stiles having solicited the help of a newcomer, clearly indicating Klaus, and then impatiently beckons the two of them over to the table where the partially processed boar lies waiting. ]
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-07-28 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ehh, it's fiiine." He drawls out, waving a hand dismissively. Sure, it's his only pair of shoes so far, but... he can clean them later. They've got all kinds of shit all over them anyway, right? Right.

He shoots the demon a sideways glance and curls his lip in distaste. He may not be as squeamish about the blood and viscera, but that doesn't mean he likes this punishment. Job. Thing. Whatever it is. "I always thought living in a hotel would be super cushy and awesome, this is the opposite of that." He whines, begrudgingly wandering back over toward the table.

"Just-- don't think about it." he advises the kid, glancing over at him as they have to go back to work. "And breathe through your mouth."
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-29 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Suppressing the faint guilt he feels at having inadvertently dragged someone else into this mess (mostly, he’s just relieved not to be alone anymore), Stiles reluctantly returns to the table. The advice from the other man is solid, though it seems almost impossible to heed as he stares into the boar’s black, beady eyes. There’s no way he can turn his thoughts off, or even redirect his mind to something safer; Stiles simply isn’t wired to do so. With a shudder, he breathes in through his mouth and does as the demon instructs, sliding his hand back inside the open slit cut through the pig’s belly to scoop out more entrails. His stomach flip flops. ]

Talk, [ he says suddenly, glancing at the stranger pleadingly. ] About anything. Sports. I’ll even talk about sports at this point. Man, those San Jose Giants, huh? They…I have no idea, I know nothing about sports. Lacrosse. You ever play lacrosse?
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-07-29 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
He does not envy this kid, the demon definitely gave him the worst job. Klaus has been put on cutting detail, which will be a whole lot easier. Demon Master over there probably thinks it's funny, and that's just gross, in Klaus' opinion. Doing something to make people suffer because they can-- well. He's real familiar with that kind of behavior, and he hates it down to his bones.

The teenager is babbling again, and Klaus can't help laughing a bit because he's usually the one talking a mile a minute, and it's a bit of a switch for it to be the other way around. "Uhhh-- nope, never did the sportsball thing, myself. You play lacrosse? Which one is that, hockey on a field instead of ice, right?" He was trained in plenty of random shit, but sports were never part of Dad's wide net of skills he wanted his kids to know.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-29 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
That’s field hockey. You’re literally describing field hockey.

[ Breathe in through the mouth, out through the nose – a technique opposite to what he usually does during a panic attack. Speaking of which, there’s a silver lining here; he’s far too grounded by the disgusting reality of his situation to suffer one, apparently. It doesn’t exactly come as a surprise. Stiles has panic attacks when he’s overwhelmed by dread and stress of the future. The only future he’s concerned about right now is his hoodie’s. Hopefully it can be salvaged. ]

Lacrosse is played using sticks with nets. You carry the ball that way, instead of pushing it around on the field. Ringing a bell?

[ This task is easier to do when he has someone to help take his mind off what he’s doing. Handfuls of viscera later, the demon is begrudgingly moving him on to join Klaus in cutting up the pig. Thank fucking god. ]
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-07-29 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
“Oh.” He says it like it’s a novel realization and shrugs, spreading his hands, momentarily forgetting he has a rather large carving knife in one of them. Luckily it’s in the hand not nearest Stiles! “Whatever. No, I don’t think I know it. You good at it?”

He sets to work on a slab of meat a demon deposits in front of him with a threatening grunt to ”Get to work,”. Klaus barely keeps himself from letting a snarky comment roll out of his mouth but he isn’t sure if he should test his luck so quickly.

“Is it like soccer with sticks, then?” He really doesn’t know, okay. “Just tell me! It’ll give you something to focus on anyway.” And if they were going to have to eat this later, he’d rather not have to wonder if what he was eating was a part that had been puked on, mmkay.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-29 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Warily eyeing that brandished knife, even if it’s in the hand furthest from him, Stiles jerks a shoulder in a halfhearted shrug. Is he any good at lacrosse? Not really. Sure, he’s had his moments of glory on the field – but they’ve been few and far between. He’s nothing compared to Scott, or even Liam. Once, that fact used to bother him immensely; now, he’s come to terms with it. His skillset lies elsewhere. It’s just that simple. ]

I mean, I guess…? There’s a ball and you’re trying to score it in the other team’s goal. That’s as far as the similarities go. [ He pauses, taking a moment to wipe his hands relatively clean on a rag before trying to grab a knife himself. ] But like I said, you carry it in the net of your lacrosse stick. Actually, it’s called “cradling.”

[ Ill-advised though it may be, he uses the knife in demonstration, holding it upward and close to his body. Then he slowly cradles it back and forth. ]

Cradling it – moving the stick back and forth – keeps the ball in the net pocket while you’re moving. Otherwise it’d fall out.
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-07-30 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
“Sounds like soccer with butterfly nets,” he muses, mouth moving in a facial shrug.

His eyes cut across to the younger boy at the miming motions he’s making. One corner of Klaus’ mouth quirks up at the sight. Good to be in good company— he can’t seem to explain anything without putting on a show with his hands either.

“Makes sense. So, why’d you start playing, just something to do?” He asks as he works on slicing the meat in strips. He doesn’t know what he’s doing really but Klaus figures as long as he’s not actively being berated by a demon, he’s okay.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-30 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hacking meat off bone probably deserves a more steady hand than the one currently holding the butcher’s knife, yet here we are. Stiles is more concerned with not injuring himself than accurate, pretty cuts. ]

Uhhh, a few years ago, my best friend and I figured it’d help us be more popular at school if we joined up. [ And in spite of the precarious situation between him and Scott back home, he grins ruefully at the memory. ] Didn’t really work out the way we planned.

[ But Stiles isn’t entirely comfortable talking about himself this much. So he spins the topic around on Klaus. ]

How about you? If you didn’t do sports, there must have been some kind of extracurricular activity you did. You know, when you were young and not ancient.

[ Thirty is the new seventy, obviously. ]
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-05 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Klaus pouts a little at the conclusion of that story.] That's just sad. That totally should have worked, according to every high school movie in existence.

[Klaus, however, has absolutely no problem talking about himself and doesn't mind the switch of things toward him. There's a soft noise of offense at that 'ancient' comment.]

I'll have you know, I'm thirty-one years young and still absolutely thriving. [He pulls a face, but then he laughs, a trilling kind of thing that's far more amused by the question than he has any right to really be.] Ooohh, I had all kiiiinds of extra cirricular activities, but none that are exactly rated PG-13.

[Honestly, two can play that game, buddy.]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-06 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Ew, [ comes the emphatic reply, complete with scoffing and nose wrinkling. ] For the record, I’m old enough for rated R movies, pal – but that’s not an invitation to tell me about your sexual conquests. Because gross.

[ Sorry, Klaus, you have officially been labelled as OLD. Seventeen to thirty-one is too huge an age gap for this particular teen to handle allegedly lewd stories from a stranger. Suddenly, Parrish seems a lot more relatable age-wise than he was before. ]

You’re old enough to qualify as someone’s dad, dude. Time to embrace the inevitability of death and taxes. There’s no “thriving” after twenty-nine – everyone knows that. [ A faint smirk pulls his mouth taut, the only indication that he’s teasing. ]
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-09 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughs.] Well, aren't you such a teenage boy, because that's not even what I was talking about. [He cuts a pointed glance back over to the younger boy, brows arching upwards.] THough, I have plenty of those kinds of stories too.

[Klaus frowns deeply at that remark.] Well, thank some higher power that I'm not, because the world doesn't need tiny me's in it. [It sounds like a joke, but he means that, sincerely. He'd be fine with the role of uncle-- hell, he is one, to a niece he's never met-- but there are so many things wrong with him that he could pass onto a kid.... it just seems cruel to even hope for it.

There's a loud snort at the idea of embracing death and it only dissolves into full-blown giggles a second later.]
You don't know the irony of what you just said, and that's okay, I don't hate people here not knowing my whole life story. But, wow. That was a good one, kid.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-09 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, that’s not what he was talking about? Vaguely sheepish – but not nearly as embarrassed as he probably should be for wrongfully assuming – Stiles reconsiders what Klaus said in a different light. What else could the man have been referring to as extracurricular activities that aren’t rated PG-13? Drugs, maybe. He casts a surreptitious glance at Klaus’ arms, checking to see if his kitchen buddy is wearing a long-sleeve shirt. If not, he’ll casually scan for track marks or scars. ]

Wait, [ he begins, protesting slightly because he doesn’t like not knowing what Klaus is laughing about, ] the irony of which part? You being someone’s dad? Death and taxes? Thriving?

[ Throw him a bone and explain it to him, Klaus! ]
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-09 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's really not Stiles' fault-- Klaus is misleading like that sometimes. He just smirks at the sheepish look of him. Aw, to be young and innocent again. Was he ever innocent? He's not sure.]

Death, my dear boy. [He reaches up to pat the kid's cheek except there's blood on his hand and that's probably a bad idea. He pulls a face and drops it back to the table to slice some more meat. This really is among some of the messiest work he's ever had to do that wasn't supernatural or superscience'd.] Do you believe in ghosts?

[Klaus wonders what it's like to pick or choose for that belief. To not know, intimately, how people look in the moments of their deaths. Because it's never the easy ones he sees, is it? He doesn't see people who just died in their sleep easy peasy, it's murder victims and suicides and-- He shakes his head to dispell that train of thought.]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-09 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It’s just as well that Klaus doesn’t follow through with the action, because the first look at that bloody hand and Stiles is ducking out of reach, cringing. Do you seriously want a round two of a vomiting episode, dude? Once the moment settles again, Stiles considers the older man’s words and studies him a bit more seriously. So, Klaus is dead then? According to the dream – nightmare – he had before waking up in this place, they’re all dead…though Stiles has his doubts, skeptic that he is. ]

Sort of. I’ve never had to deal with them, but I’d believe they exist.

[ It might be a surprising answer from a seemingly ordinary teenage boy. But Stiles has been dealing with the supernatural for years now – he knows better than to underestimate what might or might not actually exist in his world. ]

Why?
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-09 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[A lot of things are both more and less surprising to Klaus than other people-- and often? It's the more mundane things that throw him for loops, things everyone else takes for granted like... movie theaters and Prom and stupid things like that. The supernatural, the weird, the esoteric? Yeah, that's been his whole life, in one way or another.]

Not to be totally Hayley Joel Osment, here, but-- I see the dead. [He drops it easily, conversationally, with a little shrug like he just said he isn't a fan of bananas. He doesn't really remember why he was bringing this up now. Hmm. Oh, well. Conversation is conversation, right?]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-11 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ The slow, methodical chopping of the butcher’s knife through meat stops as Stiles processes this. He’s silent, brows furrowed. While one part of him – the tiny sliver of pride he nurses as a teenage boy – wants to refuse to believe Klaus simply so he can say he wasn’t taken in by a lie if the older man starts laughing at him, the majority of Stiles accepts the claim as easily as Klaus makes it. Sure, why not? After everything he and the pack have experienced, after waking up in Hell, why should this be what he digs his heels in about? ]

Cool, [ he replies casually, even though he’s mostly thinking of how awful it actually sounds. ] How does that affect you here? The dream I had…he[ Satan, which he doesn’t have the balls to say out loud in front of another demon right now ] – said we’re all dead. Can your power tell if that’s true or not?
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-16 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm... [He continues to work the meat as he considers the question.] You know, I dunno actually. I haven't been-- [Sober enough.] in the right state of mind to fully access it all.

[He hasn't seen any ghosts yet, but... he hasn't exactly been very sober yet, either. The cards could play very differently if he were to allow himself to pass that threshold. He's not sure he wants to, though; the idea of Hell-tortured souls seeking him out makes his stomach twist.]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-16 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ A heavy, exasperated sigh. This guy… Stiles wants answers, dammit! If his hands weren’t bloody and covered in bits of meat, he’d be shaking Klaus back and forth. ]

Okaaaay. How do we get you in the right state of mind then?
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
You can't. Only I can do that and... I don't think I want to. [He should. He should try. He keeps waffling on it. He wants to be better. For Vanya, if not for himself. But... sobriety is both terrifying and incredibly hard. He isn't sure he can do it. He shrugs a little.] Sorry, man. I'm not really here to be someone else's science experiment. Had enough of that as a kid.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-08-17 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The vague flood of irritation he feels ebbs as quickly as it flows when Klaus points out he doesn’t want to be a science experiment. ]

Yeah, okay, [ he agrees, a little guilty now, ] that’s fair.

[ For the remainder of their time butchering the meat, Stiles is quiet and unfocused. By the end, after they’re allowed to clean their hands off, he nudges Klaus with an elbow. ]

Hey, I know you didn’t really have a choice in helping but… Thanks anyway. It was easier when I wasn’t alone.
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[personal profile] bestfuneralever 2020-08-18 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Even though he'd offered the sentiment easily enough, Klaus can't deny the relief at Stiles not actually asking what he meant by that, prying for details on what it meant to be someone's personal science experiment.

When they're done, he smirks a little at the little nudge. Hands finally clean (even though he's not sure they'll feel it for awhile, still), he ruffles he hand through the kid's hair.]


Anytime, little buddy.