TDM 001!!

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A) MAY I OFFER U PIE IN THIS TRYING TIME(GARDEN LEVEL)
[OOPS YOU DIED. WELCOME TO THE GARDEN OF GOOD AND EVIL. If you're new here, have a sheep cherub or imp slap a "HI MY NAME IS--" sticker on you, and frantically explain "DON'T WORRY, WE'RE WORKING ON IT, WE'LL HAVE YOU OUT HERE....AT...SOME POINT..." Wack. Also, you may noticed that your body may or may not have changed. What's up with that??? Who cares, at least you have as spiffy new cell phone! You're also told you're free to take the elevators up to Heaven or down to Hell. Good luck!

In the mean time--join the garden party that's going on! Or at least, it seems like a party?? Except all they are serving is pie. Apple pie. Blueberry pie. The classics. For you more Carnivorous types, there's stuff like mince pie, and...the name is smudged, but maybe don't eat that one unless you're a cannibal.

But along with a variety of normal pies, if you accidentally eat a weird pie, your character might experience the following:
Vinegar Pie - It's tasty but suddenly you're compelled to blurt out an Insult or ruthlessly tease the next person you see.
"Sweet" Potato - If you're a normally grumpy or aggro character, this pie will suddenly make you want to be more affectionate! This can be anything from wanting to hold hands or saying genuine nice things.
Humble Pie - Suddenly you feel complimenting or praising others and might downplay your own achievements, or insult yourself.

You can probably shake off the effects, but hey. Free pie!! ]


B) LETS GET READY TO RUMBLE (HELL LEVEL)
[TIME TO EXPLORE. Today in the Hell Level, the Hotel (Ho-hell? Helll-tel? Okay just Hotel) it's time for spring cleaning! Wait, didn't they just have that? An Imp says yes, but this is a different type of cleaning. Time to TAKE OUT THE TRASH!!!!

Which is to say, out of no where you might receive a PUNCH in the face by a local, or an imp! If the latter it's like being bapped by a sick little lamb. Still, even if a local punches you, you suddenly heal immediately? That's right, TODAY ONLY, this is a 'get into a scrap injury free' spring holiday, and you can rough house as much as you want with each other today in the Hotel, and NO DAMAGE will remain! Ever wanted to get cut in half and suddenly stitch back together? WELL TODAY'S YOUR LUCKY DAY.

If you're not into PG rated guro however, why don't you try exploring:
-The clubs! The nightlife in hell is FANTASTIC and genuinely fun!
-Games! Along with casinos galore, there are also normal arcades! Any game you can imagine, it exists.
-Or explore parts of Hell's Hotel that don't involve getting into a dogpile! ]


C) MARCH COMES IN LIKE....(HEAVEN LEVEL)
[TODAY IN HEAVEN THOUGH, there are advertisements for the ZOO!! A zoo in heaven?? Fuck yea!! But when you get there you see nothing but...........lions. And lambs. Just, everywhere. They aren't fighting though, but being super cute and soft and have tiny wings. You can pet them and pick them up--well the lambs at least. The lion might crush you. But you're dead anyway so give it a shot champ!!

Local angels explain that every 'spring' the zoo does this, and it's a sign of good fortune! You might wonder why you need good fortune in Heaven, but fuck it, when it Rome!! If you stick around long enough the zoo will change back to 'normal' and you can find other animals to gawk at.

If zoos aren't your thing though, check out heaven's:
-BEACH!! How is there an ocean and sandy white beach in the sky! Who cares, it's heaven! Beach episode time!
-Coffee shops! There are no coffee shops in hell! LIVE YOUR COFFEE AU DREAMS.
-Or just explore the Heavenly hotel in general!]

D) WILDCARD
[DO WHATEVER ELSE or send text messages on your phone!! ]


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Paracelsus 🗝 Guilty Gear -Strive- 🗝 Hell-raised

[sanguinegale]

Garden

[Like most people, Paracelsus has found he's gone through some changes upon his arrival. Compared to most people, however, his feel a little more...drastic. To get straight to the point, he was a giant fucking key before waking up here. Now he has fun things like flesh...! And legs...!

Legs that he immediately stumbles over the moment the tiny sheep whacks him over to mingle. He gracelessly flops face first into the ground and his attempts to get back up aren't going as well as he would like. It's not like he doesn't know how to get up on his own, it's just now he bends in weird ways and it's making it difficult. Paracelsus finds himself ass up as he pushes himself forward, plowing his torso through the soft garden grass. At least it's not rock... or concreate... or...]

Ow, ow, ow, ow-

[Okay, this isn't working. On the bright side, he can't make himself look anymore foolish, so he defaults to...rolling over to whoever will give him the time of day. He shoots his arm up and waves it pathetically.]

Hey, a little help...?

[The weirdest thing about all of this? It sure is quiet here. Like, sure, there's the usual sound of chatter, but......where's A.B.A.? He refuses to believe she wouldn't have something to say about this by now.]

Heaven or Hell

[Once upon a time, all Paracelsus used to care about was...blood. Lots and lots and lots of...blood. He'd get lost in the sauce, it strengthened him in ways you can only imagine, and he hurt and used a lot of people just to get it. And he...didn't like that, didn't like the way he could feel himself slipping; he didn't want to lose his sanity. So recently? He's decided to cut himself off. No more blood, no more violence.

Should be easier now that he has all this newfound freedom. Still trying to get his bearings, Paracelsus heads down to the comforts of Hell in hopes to just hole himself up in his room and wait this whole thing out. Surely this error will get sorted soon...right?

But when the elevator doors open, he's greeted to one hell of a brawl, and he can't help but run his fingers down and claw at his face.]

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no.

[This is the exact OPPOSITE of what he wants. But hey! Did you come down with him? Paracelsus is going to chance it and hope you aren't crazy because he really needs help-]

Listen, I need to get to this room. [He holds up his keycard—btw should this insult him, he has so many mixed feelings—and points to it like a gigantic lost child.] I really don't want to fight...

garden

[addickted]

[Angel's honestly just chilling, sipping some bottled fizzy drink that tastes like fake fruit and people-watching. He watches the floppy, lanky guy immediately fall over and sort of scoot along like an uncoordinated caterpillar, then give up and roll onto his back.

And, when summoned, Angel deigns to look over and take a long, noisy sip of his beverage before replying:] I ain't innerested in learnin' modern dance, if that's whatcha doin'. Just FYI.

Garden

[darkweb]

[This undignified display looks... familiar. Not the person who's fallen down. But the hallmarks of a poor, innocent non-humanoid who has never had legs, being forced to face the torment of the appendages. He may not have experienced it directly (yet), but he has seen others fall victim.

With this suspicion in mind, he offers a hand with extra sympathy. Even though the hand is small, and floating unattached to any muscles, Paracelsus may find that it's able to support his weight regardless.]

New arrival...?

Kiruko Otonashi | Shinmai Fukei Kiruko-san | Heaven-bound

[cutepolicewoman]

GARDEN: PIES
[There is a green-haired young woman with tig ol biddies and a police uniform hanging out in the garden. Strapped to her back are two intimidating looking tonfa blades - they’re now sharing the real estate with a pair of angel wings.

She’s done freaking out about being dead but not really dead and now she’s staring at the pies and maybe drooling just a little.]

Oh, they look so good… but, it’s really sweet, right? The kind of stuff that goes right to a girl’s waistline and decreases their womanly power… s-so it’s fine! I don’t need it!

[…She very clearly really wants a slice, though. She looks to the nearest passerby with big hopeful eyes.]

…Do you think you still gain weight in the afterlife?

HELL: CASINO
[Kiruko stops at a poker table, smiling brightly.]

Oh, deal me in! I have a great poker face!

[She looks very confident about this. Maybe a little too confident? Will you watch her play, or better yet, play a hand against her??]

HELL: BRAWL
[She looks like a cute, easy and unassuming target, so it’s understandable that someone rowdy might try to pick a fight with (or make a move on!) Kiruko. Unfortunately, they are In For A Bad Time.

Whether it’s you who is initiating or an unassuming NPC, before the assailant can even touch her, they will find two twin blades up against their neck.]

Stand down, citizen.

[Her voice is cold and threatening. If you were just watching this scene, you might’ve initially been moving to help this girl… but now you’re sort of worried about this other guy?? And if you were the one picking the fight… well. Good luck, soldier. 🫡 ]

NETWORK: k.otonashi
Excuse me, is there a way to contact the living world? I’d really like to let everyone at the station know that I’m okay!

WILDCARD
[Come at me with any ideas you have otherwise! Kiruko is Heavenbound and I might have a furry design planned for her but for the time being she’s just a gal with lil wings and a halo.]

Garden Pies!!

[darlingdraculina]

[She's on her third slice since she came up here... They've just got really good and really edible pies up here! It's so nice to not be limited to blood and blood accessories based products anymore, even if she's still gotta be dead for it.

This golden bat demon seems confused by the question at first, but once she's fully processed it, she barks a laugh and waves her fork dismissively.]

If you do, I sure haven't noticed yet! [snickers] That, or they're magical, delicious, calorie-free heaven pies... [Pauses to tap her bottom lip thoughtfully with the tongs of her fork.]

Which... Kinda sounds like something heaven would do, honestly. Eh, but who knows! All I know is it's worth it. [Punctuated with a bite of this blueberry and whipped cream and a happy wiggle of her hips. This stuff is so good.]

Pies!!

[supersaver]

[Looking to her side with cheeks puffed up, and stuffed up, with a big bite of sweet potato pie (so there is...no change...because Ochako is naturally sweet...wheeze), Ochako just blinks owlishly at this officer. Is gaining weight really an issue? I-I mean, sure that's definitely a thing, if you shovel down a whole pie in one go or something, but--]

You just work out after, don't you? Burn off the calories. There's plenty of good places to walk, run, or jog around here...and the garden is actually really nice to do yoga, or aerobics. I actually come here to meditate or practice some of my katas.

[Tai Chi has a lot of slow, fluid motions that are great to limber up before her more intense styles.]

Garden

[charmdefensive]

[Kiruko might have been staring at the pies, but as she turns to face Katriina, it may become clear that Katriina was staring at Kiruko's chest.]

Aww, c'mon, you just have to balance it out with a little exercise. I'm sure you can think of some ways that are overflowing with womanly power!

Aqua | Konosuba

[safecage]

A. Heaven

[ Free pie? Aqua is going to eat the whole humble pie while no one is looking. Look there wasn't a sign saying you couldn't eat it all and it's free. Win win.

Only now she starts crying because wow a whole pie, everyone is going to think she's fat.]

B. Hell

[ The best goddess ever is sitting at one of the casino tables, there's at least 3 empty glasses of wine next to her but it's totally fine it's a casino. ]

I'm going all in!

[ Is that a smart move? Not really but the risk is worth the reward. ]

Pies!

[cutepolicewoman]

[Kiruko was over here having a serious internal debate about whether she should eat the pies or not when she overhears the sound of crying. Oh no, a citizen in need!? It’s a welcome distraction, albeit a distressing one!]

Fweh? M-Miss, what’s wrong? Are you alright?! Do you need help?

Hell

[charmdefensive]

[Katriina isn't gambling, but she's lurking around the gambling tables, because they tend to have interesting people sitting there. Like this one. Is she reckless, or does she have a reason to be confident? Either way, she has Katriina's support, at least outwardly:]

Ooohhh, you're going to be rich when you pull this off! Oh wow~! You can do it!

Ábramar | Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood | Hell Raised

[behemoth_betrayed]

[Gardens~]

[ Well this is... new. Has Ábramar suddenly been consumed by a new state of reality that re-writes his entire being before? Yes obviously, what extra-dimensional being hasn't?

But not quite like this. It's the first time he's been approached by little sheep creature and told that he died by accident, for example. Clerical Error, they explained. This human-like body? Also Clerical Error. The fact that his reality warping powers are all discombobulated? Would you believe a third time-- actually no, that's on purpose for real, reals. So he can't Fuck Up Reality while he's 'accidentally' here.

Which is really disheartening to hear because Fucking Up Reality is one of his all time favorite things.

A) Find him a little later, sampling the Sweet Potato Pie. One hand holding the plate, one hand holding his fork, one hand drifting deftly onto yours for an affectionate squeeze. One, two, three... hold on, does that math right?
B) Or, catch him sampling a piece of Smudged Name Mystery Pie, calm and casual as can be. If he catches you staring, he'll shoot you a golden grin of feral fangs.
C) Discover him lounging, eyes pressed shut and head tipped back, all too casually unbuttoning his shirt and fanning open the fabric. His smile twinges towards feral as the third golden eye, set in the center of his collarbone, stares unblinking at you. ]

[Mass Texts]
(1) Fortuna? Are you in this reality, as well?
Can you sense my words, even if you're not here?
I seem to be stuck somewhere. In this universe. In this body.
And if you are here
I wouldn't pass up another chance for us to be mutually helpful to one another
(2) Does anyone else get the feeling that the beings in charge of these realms do not have their shit together? Clerical Error, my brand spanking new ass.
(3) Out of curiosity... does anybody else know anyone who could have put you here on purpose?
(4) I miss my Cult :/

text 3

[charmdefensive]

I would have put myself here on purpose if I knew how hot everyone here was beforehand lmao! 😘

But if you're talking about people who have grudges against me who would want to exile me to another plane of existence, I ALSO have more of those than I can count.

If you're in the same boat then hey at least it means you must be interesting 🥰🥰

Asmodeous | Helluva Boss | Hell probs lmao

[cockadoodledome]

🐔 GARDEN ENTRY
[The @$%# is this.]

[If it's a joke, it's a shit one. "You died" - haha, good one. This is not his beautiful penthouse, this is not his adorable phone. And he really, really does not appreciate a sticker on his suit. Ugh, that ruins the lines. Trying to pick it off is useless, and he may... very well have growled at the weird-looking imp (??) that slapped it on him. Just a little. Nothing even caught fire. It's fine.]

[Okay the tablecloth is a little singed. It's fine!!]

[He moves his tea cup onto the singe mark, crosses his legs, and sits, like this is some boring meeting he's attending, instead of a "clerical error". Because it's ridiculous! He can't die. That's not how this shit works!]

C'mon now. I don't got all day...

🐂 HELL BRAWL
[Stepping out of an elevator and getting a vase chucked in his general direction is... new. His head jerks to one side, out of reflex, and the vase passes relatively harmlessly through the flames surrounding his head. It comes out a bit more. Blackened. Than it was originally, but hey. Not his fault.]

[He'd had to shrink himself down quite a bit to fit in the elevator, but now, surrounded by the fighting clusters, the Sin just kind of stretches. Every step he's a little taller, passing over the people. Residents.]

[... Please avoid those stellar boots of his, he's making for whatever passes for a front desk, and not much in the mood to look out below.]

🐏text; un: 🍆ozzie🍆
alright this was cute but im done
anybody got the exit??? or wanna tell me why my portals broken
???
gettin real annoyed here!! 👿👿👿👿



((ooc: I am still kind of practicing with this guy so my apologies for slowness!!))

garden!!!!!! WAAAAAAAA

[twominutes]

[ fizz is in the garden again, as he often is, looking for asmodeus. sure, sure, he has a life, he's doing okay, he's even (maybe) going to open a coffee shop in hell because there's no coffee in hell and—

—he hears a familiar voice grumbling and his head perks up like a dog scenting prey. is that... ]

OZZIE??????

[ hope asmodeus is ready, because in approximately 0.2 seconds, a particular angel is slamming right into him and wrapping long extendo-arms around him twice apiece, already a single breath away from sobbing with all three eyes. ]

Ozzie!!!!! It ████ing sucks here, I missed you so much, look what stupid ████ they put me in! It's not even kinky ████ unless you're into ███████ █████ ███ and ████!!!!!

[ yeah, all those censors? sound like the jingling of his normal jester bells. ]

Gardens

[supersaver]

[Oh, hm...that's a very large, um. Hm. Ochako's really not sure, and doesn't want to assume - there are so many bizarre and colorful types here - but he sure does look a little like a chicken. Maybe a phoenix? Because of the fire?? She hums a little thoughtfully as she nibbles on a bite of some strawberry rhubarb pie from across the table. He must be new...oh dear. Should she tell him? It's only polite, and those cute but very irresponsible (a-and kind of useless...) sheep will probably make matters so much worse.]

Um...e-excuse me? Sir?

[The young teen with some bunny appendages pipes up at last. She's not in her Hero costume obviousl, actually having donned a much cuter and vintage fit herself, but she still looks a little sheepish, and intimidated by the big man. She saw what you did to the poor tablecloth, Ozzie. :|]

Garden

[darkweb]

[Hey, this guy looks really really similar to the description that Fizzarolli gave when he was looking for someone,

Taranza tilts his head, peering up at the person grumpily sitting there. He doesn't address the potential connection for now. There are more immediate matters.]

Oh, you're one hundred percent for sure going to be here for multiple months, not less than a day.

text. un: bigbaddad. im workshopping that one let me live

[applesolutely]

Oz!
You're here too?
My portals aren't working either.
The whole elevator thing's pretty wild though, huh?
And here we've been told all this time it's a one-way trip! Hah!

Hell (in lust we trust, big guy)

[succinainteasy]

Hey, watch it, asshole!

[ While she was rounding on him with an annoyed glance, it immediately disappears when she figures out who it is. Lifting her sunglasses, she flashes him a smile before gesturing around them idly. ]

Is it too late to take that back? Took you long enough to get here, Fizz is going to lose his shit when he sees you. If you're gonna lodge a complaint with management, I'll save you some time and tell you not to bother. The clerical bullshit trickles down from the top.

Welcome to bargain brand Hell.

Brawl

[helluvamess]

Oh fuuuuck-!

[The voice is probably familiar and if it's not, then there's a good chance that the figure himself is, especially as he's hurtling towards Asmodeus as approximately chest height having been flung through the air by a more powerful than expected demon.]

text: un. angiefuzzyboots

[addickted]

oh fuck it's a party now
you just get in?
find fizz yet?
hear the whole jingle bullshit?
congrats on that, btw

lucifer morningstar. hazbin hotel. heaven. yeah you read that right.

[applesolutely]

may i offer u pie

Huh. A clerical error. You don't say!

[ lucifer is staring up at the little sheep, hands on his hips. there's a snakelike look to him, calculating, and he tilts his head juuust a little.

then he grins and shrugs. ]

Well! Free vacation! I haven't been here in a long time.

[ hm! someone is putting shit in the bottle! this is definitely fine. it's so fine that he goes and sits right at the table, grabbing a piece of pie and propping his feet up on the edge as he digs in. it's anyone's guess what kind of pie it is, though!

at some point, he leans over and whispers conspiratorially. ]

You get a load of this? I thought my clerical work was bad, but this takes the cake! [ a HUGE bite of pie happens. ] Or pie, I guess. I'll grant them that.

[ he has not, as it seems, noticed that there is a halo floating above his hat. nor has he noticed that his eyes are blue! weird, huh? but hey, maybe you don't know that those are red flags. ]

let's get ready to rumble

[ now THIS is more like it! or, well, what he's more familiar with these days! he picks his way around the fights, not really feeling like engaging himself, and it's a little weird that no one seems to recognize him, but he doesn't mind being left alone.

he does have to pause though, leaning over and stroking his chin in interest as he watches some random sinner that just got sliced into ribbons knit themselves back together on the ground and then sit up with a loud gasp.

lucifer jumps back— ]

Woah, haha! Neat. Self-reviving Sinners, that's a new one!

[ he still has not noticed the halo or eyes thing. almost like he's blanking it out! ]

march comes in like...

[ lucifer doesn't want to be here. sure, he's smiling razor-sharp and chatting and laughing and all that, but BOY is he uncomfortable! he hasn't been in heaven since the fall and he never wanted to go back, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

there's no coffee in hell.

which is why lucifer, in his white-gold-(blue?) outfit, top hat, (at least the apple and snake are still there!), halo, and bright blue eyes, is stepping out of a heavenbucks with some horrifying looking frappe monstrosity and sucking it down like his life depends on it. ]

Hah! Can you believe this coffee sucks more than what there usually is in Hell?

[ it doesn't. it's really good coffee. he fucking hates that. ]

pie 1/3

[princess_of_hell]

...Dad?

[She saw him talking to some other angel on the other side of the room. There hadn't been much time for Charlie herself to get fully... acclimated, but there were so many characters from her own Hell that sooner or later it really doesn't surprise her that much that she's seeing--]

tamaki suoh ✧ ouran high school host club ✧ heaven-bound

[longlivethepoor]

a rose wilts in the garden!
[Did it hurt? When you fell from Heaven? Tamaki is confronted with this question in reverse and he's struggling for an answer. Everyone else is happily gathering and having a grand old time but he can't help but feel... listless! Sad, dare he say! Does Haruhi miss him? Will the host club be permanently disbanded now that its star host is... dead? Will Haruhi cry at his funeral in her perfectly beautiful black dress and veil before going home to her widow's perch? God, he can't bear the thought!]

[Rather than take a seat amongst the festivities (and God does he want to take a seat amongst the festivities!), Tamaki strolls around the garden in search of a place to rest and gain his bearings. What's a better place for a rose to weep if not amongst its kind? If you're walking around the gardens, you'll see an angel looking pathetically sad, his halo crooked and little white wings curled around his shoulders.]

the host is humbled!
[That guy who was sulking in the corner before is now timidly appraising the pies. Now, the differences between a high-class event spread and a commoner buffet are minimal to the untrained eye, but Tamaki recognizes these subtleties with ease. Just to be sure, however, he tries to get the attention of passersby--]

Excuse me-- where are the servers? I'd like someone to provide me with a slice of this... [No one is reacting? Huh??] ...pie... please...

[The lack of response is proof enough... it seems to be a... (gulp) buffet table... You'd expect Heaven to be a bit finer but it's only polite to participate in the traditions of your host! That doesn't mean he isn't making a face as he serves himself a slice of humble pie. Is his halo a little off-kilter from the nervous shaking as he holds a forkful in front of his face.]

It could be anything... But... angels wouldn't serve anything less than ambrosia, right?

[Tamaki, brave man that he is, takes a bite of the pie. It's absolutely delicious and he displays his pleasure very transparently-- pressing his hand to his cheek as little transparent roses metaphorically dance around him. Truly this is a blessed day and nothing can go wrong!!]

SMS SOS!
hello? hello??
this is tamaki!!!
i need an escort to the city!!!
i want to see its offerings!!
(PLEADING EYES EMOJI)

a wildcard appears!
[ooc; i'm down for literally anything go wild, get crazy with it! or you can talk with me over on plurk about it liveralone]

SMS

[dj_dedf1sh]

Just walk out the hotel doors and you're in the city. Not that hard.

Envy - Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood | OTA

[infinitecruelty]

[HELL LEVEL]

[This is bullshit. Complete and total assholery. That conniving little pipsqueak pulled one over on him, took all of his souls and now he's DEAD? Ooh, the things Envy would do to that piece of shit shrimp if he wasn't so fucking important to Father's plan.

At least Hell provides decent entertainment. He can let off some steam by transforming and ravaging the general populace with no consequences!

Or at least he would, if his body would let him. A few moments of battling with his imagination, thinking real hard attempting to access the connection to his stone to shift... and he's got nothing. He's still in this same god-awful in-between lizard-snake chimera-looking monstrosity of a body that he awoke in.]

THIS SUCKS!!! [The sin roars, rearing back with an imp in hand before chucking that poor bastard as far as he can... about three blocks over. Okay, cool. He may not be able to transform, but at least he still has his strength.

He growls, turning sharply to the next unfortunate soul that nears him.]

Hey. [He practically purrs through his serrated grin, his thick reptilian tail lashing behind him as he extends one of his many hands towards his next victim.]

C'mere.

[I'd maybe go the other way, if I were you.]

[WILDCARD]

[TEXT]
3nvy: dndhn8
3nvy:jsu930- ---- ..
3nvy: ... --- ...
3nvy: who rec eives th is message any way
3nvy: is some one on the other end of this
3nvy:hello

[Cut him some slack, he's fresh from fantasy 1900s, but like, the early part. He'll catch on eventually. But...maybe you could give him some pointers.

Or laugh at him and call him names. That is also an option.]

[ACTION]

[Catch this frustrated palm tree perched on whatever available seating, fiddling with this newfangled device and struggling to type with his stupid claws. Too many other folks in this place have their faces glued to this dumb rectangle and are typing away like it's nothing to them and he will NOT be made a fool and ask anyone for HELP. If stupid former-humans can do it, so can he, dammit!]


Family Reunion [Locked to Greed]

[It wasn't even hard for Envy to sniff Greed out. That carbon stink is unmistakable, especially after getting a good whiff of it burning right up the last time they saw each other. But maybe it's more than that? It could be the innate link they share being of the same soul... but Envy would rather hop in that lava bath right with him than admit the ache he felt during his search, the despair of separation from his "family" and even moreso, his purpose. Without Father's plan... what does he really have?

Maybe Greed knows. He figured out everything on his own back home, so Envy can't say he's surprised that he managed to do it all over again, here. By the looks of things, he's... doing pretty well.

Good for him.

SIKE, Envy would never congratulate him for this. At least, not seriously.

It's disgusting; he's gathered a group of forgotten, unwanted degenerates and allowed them to congregate under his roof. This is the lifestyle he abandoned his family for over a century ago? Fool. What could any of this really be worth, anyway?

The sin of jealousy slinks into the room and slithers up to his otherwise distracted "brother," noting the changes this world has placed upon him as well. Similar configuration, multiple arms, long, pointed horns... But of course he will have to get a better look at him later. He wants to revel in this moment of reunion~!]

Well, well, well. This really must be "hell" if you're here.

[Do you recognize that voice, Greed? Your long lost "brother" is here to see you. Did you forget to give that dragon doorman the talk about the tattoo? Because he just let him right on through, no problems at all...]

Long time, no see, Avarice.

Hell level. Preemptively like 👀🍿

[cutepolicewoman]

[See the mistake you’re making in telling Kiruko to go the other way is in thinking Kiruko has more than a lick of ability to read a room. Luckily for Envy, she missed him yeeting the imp or she’d probably have some words. As it stands, she’s only very mildly on guard (as she has gathered Hell is a rather rough-and-tumble place) when he calls out to her as she passes.]

Yes? Can I help you?

Queen Bee/lzebub | Helluva Boss | Hellraised

[immaimmaimmabee]

[A: Gardens]
[Now, Beelzebub was known - infamous, really - for her world-ending benders. Revelry of such intensity that the aftermath could've been labeled a crime scene, just tastier. But the queen herself? She was always ready for the next binge. Always hungry.

But being told she died? Lol, lmao even.]

Yeah, alright cream puff. Whatever you say.

[She's quick to disregard the angelic hosts trying to explain her situation. Especially when she spots pie.]

Fuck! These adorable little bitches should've lead with the fuckin' spread they laid out!

[She's buzzing, literally, over to the table to try a bit of everything for herself. Sweet potatoes. 'Humble' pie? Hilarious. Vinegar? Hell, she'll try everything at least one.]

Hey you, cutie. [She stops briefly, to swallow and speak to whoever happens to be near her at the food table.] What you doing here at this garden social? Gluttony is where the real fucking fun is at.

[B: Hell]
[This isn't her scene, and for some reason, she's been barred entry to any of the other rings of Hell. Including her own! The ever fucking hell?

She could vibe, sure. But this isn't Gluttony. It's waaay closer to Lucifer's domain and she does not care to bother with her heavenly bro's prideful business (although, it's really been too, too long since she dropped in to visit her favorite niece). The buffets are pitiful. You say you've got good food, you'd better make it better than sex!

Not to mention the fuss the locals are starting. Blood and dismemberment? Kind of fun, she supposes. But when an imp comes barreling through a glass window at the club, it doesn't really give her much time to whip something up.]

Oh, hey, little guy. You good? Hungry? Thirsty? You know, I've got this drink I've been dying to try on somebody - Aaand. Nope. You're leaving. Just, bye, bitch.

[She flops back in her seat, holding a tall glass of... something colorful and definitely alcoholic. Like a rainbow of intoxication.]

Fine. Fine. Not like I get enough anyhow.

[C: Text; UN: Beel$ebub🧁]

what UP all you fuckers??
Queen B is lookin for anyone who want to fucking PARTY 2night! dusk til dawn!
and anyone who thinks they can handle it u can come 2
bring a friend bring their friend too i wanna blow the ROOF of this place

B: Hell

[grumpface]

[It must really suck with no one ever getting the right vibe, huh. Bee'Lzebub? So many people ignoring you and not recognizing you.

But what do you do when a certain white-and-gold colored cat/bird angel comes walking into the club, spots you, and freezes in place?]

Holy s♠♦♦... They're even pullin' in deadly sins now? The ♠♥♠♣ is wrong with those Cherubs...?

Lucy Maclean | Fallout | MAJOR FALLOUT SHOW SPOILERS

[fromthevault]

[Garden]

[It's uh, it's pretty jarring being told you're dead. Lucy always knew it was a possibility, but she didn't see or feel anything attack her. Her last memory being asleep while her two new companions were nearby.

Figures.

While she's got a lot on her mind right now, barely processing being dead now and what that means - she's looking over her new phone, confused by the device, and places it near her wrist.]

So... um, how does this attach to your arm?

[She moves it up and down her arm, trying to find some kind of magical way to connect it to her.]

[Hell level]

[As Lucy descends into Hell, her appearance has taken a noticeable shift. Patches of scaly skin, claws, a gray-ish tint to her skin... and some interesting horns. She says nothing on the way down, looking distant and... sad.]

I-I guess this is it, huh? This is what happens when you uh, throw acid in an innocent man's face. Or...

[Kill your mother.]

[She holds a hand up to her mouth for a moment, seemingly like she's trying to fight back tears.]