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heckinmods ([personal profile] heckinmods) wrote in [community profile] heckinooc2024-03-17 09:47 am

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!! ]


OOC NOTES:
-This TDM is open to all! For now, you do NOT need to join the comm to play in it!
-Post questions for the mods here
-Remember, playing in the TDM does NOT guarantee your entry or app being accepted into the game proper later down the line!
-Apps open next Sunday! Be sure to read the rules linked there and check the current taken list!
-For current players: TDMs count as game canon AND threads may be used for AC if you wish!
helluvamess: (48)

[personal profile] helluvamess 2024-03-18 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Stop fucking talking to me like that!!

[It is not helping the part of him helpfully suggesting that he could just put on a blindfold and just, you know, enjoy it.

The gun is recalled juuust as the fucker's fingers brush it, and then it's pressed sharply into his ribs.]


Ohhhh I get it. That voice is all just a fucking scheme, isn't it? Get me off my game and then steal my gun? I should give you a new hole and see how you like that, bitch.
grumpface: (Ugh)

[personal profile] grumpface 2024-03-18 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
havent gone up there yet im not lookin for redemption

[Husk didn't choose the redemption life, the redemption life chose Husk. But also that second line told him way more than Velvette actually said. Sure, there's people he recognizes, but Sir Pentious is also included there. And "Stabby friend, Niffty"? "Stabby", huh?]

good to know theres people here i can trust rather than some laze s♠♦♥heads who did nothing but hide and watch the news

[It's not really an attempt at a direct insult to get ire or a rise, but it still had to be said, and Husk KNOWS that Velvette will come up with a decent enough defense or rebuttal against that.]
introveert: (penny5)

[personal profile] introveert 2024-03-18 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Well I... guess nothing, it's kind of cool? I'm just definitely not used to having one.

Wait wait wait, you mean we could be stuck here for a really long time? My Veevees get upset if I don't feed them before dinnertime, let alone being stuck here while they're back home by themselves!

... I don't even want to know the damage they'll do to my room!
deerlisteners: (and just wait)

Alastor | Hazbin Hotel | Current character, Heckin demon

[personal profile] deerlisteners 2024-03-18 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
IN THE GARDEN.. and everywhere else, really:
[ah, is it time already for more poor souls to end up here? Good thing Alastor just finished all these FLYERS. Hundreds of them, partially hand-drawn. Where does he find the time? No one knows.

What we do know is that the Radio Demon is tossing out the flyers like confetti at a parade -- leaving them all over the table, stapling them to the trees in the garden, and handing them out in person. He's starting over from scratch, so he has to make sure it's done right!

And if you think you're safe in the elevators, hotels, or Heaven and Hell themselves? Think again. There's flyers all over the place there, too, including one slipped under the door of each occupied room. You may even catch one of Al's tiny little shadow minions doing the dirty work -- but they flee pretty quickly if bothered. Back in the garden, Alastor is schmoozing. He's given up on hiding or "removing" the new tail he'd gotten -- long and slender like an imp's, with a fluffy tuft of black and red fur and black spines at the end. Frustratingly, it just keeps growing back. Like a weed. So instead, he uses it to hold his microphone so he can hold even MORE flyers!!
]

Yes, yes, I'll be giving tours of my new facilities later today, if you're interested. They're quite sophisticated, though I am still in the process of redecorating.

Wildcard:
[Al is here to have a good time and he's honestly feeling really great right now :) He can be found in various places in both Heaven and Hell, but he lives in Hell. He's currently bouncing around between his hotel room, his new radio tower in the city, and a ramshackle fishing cabin in the swamp. Yes, there's a swamp in Hell and it's every bit as awful as you'd expect. HMU at [plurk.com profile] DrFishbone or memento.moray on discord to plot! ]
respectless: (looking at phone)

[personal profile] respectless 2024-03-18 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Let's be real, none of you would have trusted us even if we did opt to show up in front of the hotel to fight the exorcists, and Vox and Alastor on the same battlefield would have ended poorly for everyone except the exorcists. We were ready to fight if that lot came our way.
succinainteasy: firenzzz.tumblr.com (pic#17070335)

Verosika Mayday | Helluva Boss | Hell (but she can take you to heaven bb)

[personal profile] succinainteasy 2024-03-18 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
💗 SHE'S MY CHERRY PIE ((GARDEN LEVEL))
[ The relative peace that has settled over the garden is shattered by a frustrated shriek. The cause of the ruckus is one Verosika Mayday, who has just discovered that not only is she not in Hell, but she's also been the recipient of horse legs, fucking horse legs. Why in the fresh Hell is she a centaur? That revelation is the star of this segment.

This is his fault somehow, she'll prove it.

For now, one of her hooves scrape sharply against the ground as she folds her arms and pointedly looks around for the responsible party. It's one thing for her to show up to a place unannounced but it's another entirely when this trip to Wonderland comes with a heaping reminder of her past. She never signed on that dotted line. Before she can catch herself, she's brought back to the moment she first saw her credit card statement, and that it was maxed out not on debauchery but horse-riding lessons.

Horse. Riding. Lessons.

Whatever, fuck him. Still inwardly seething, she lifts up the phone she was given and begins scrolling through it to distract herself, running a hand through her hair to swish it over her shoulder. For anyone who approaches, they'll be glanced at briefly before she returns to the task at hand.

No, little boy/girl, she will not be buying any Girl Scout cookies today. She has better things to do today, like figure how she's going to verbally bitchslap Vortex for not having the decency to show up in another dimension with her. The nerve. She pays him and everything. ]

💗 TALK DIRTY TO ME ((HELL LEVEL))
[ Thankful to have lost the centaur look, she's opted to return to her roots. While not the Hell she is accustomed to, where else would she be but partaking in back-to-back libations while melting into the tangled bodies on the dance floor? Man or woman, it doesn't matter, if she picks up on their energy, she is more than willing to indulge in a little teasing of her own to keep the mood going. They're so repressed here that she doesn't have to sing, not that that's going to keep her from climbing the charts again once she finds a foothold.

Roughly twenty minutes later she emerges from the crowd and finds a seat at the bar, crossing one long leg over the other as her coat slides down her arms to reveal her shoulders. A prominent heart-shaped tattoo with the name Blitz scribbled across it in an elegant script also makes a surprise appearance, despite the fact that a large black X covers it now.

She might not be famous here but pulling attention is still child's play. The pickings here are better than back home, she's on the prowl and doing very little hide her intentions. ]


See something you like?

💗 FELL FROM THE SKY ((HEAVEN LEVEL))

[ Beach party for one! How did she get the black bikini? Don't ask. But there is now a demon slutting classing up the place, head tipped back as she soaks up some of that sweet vitamin d.

Don't stand in her sun, now. ]

💗 NEW PHONE WHO DIS
un; verosika

pop star seeking bodyguard as mine has gone awol. if you're reading this, tex, you're in deep shit

must be willing to work weekends, make sure no one gets grabby and get me to gigs on time. unqualified fuckstains need not apply

fuck you blitzo

contact verosika mayday for more information

xoxo 💗

💗 WILDCARDS
[ Nothing catching your eye? Feel free to spot her anywhere else, she's a tough one to miss. Hit me up on [plurk.com profile] accessories if you have ideas/questions, I also play Niffty here. ]
Edited 2024-03-18 01:24 (UTC)
twominutes: (032)

[personal profile] twominutes 2024-03-18 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
I—what?

[ where the fuck DID that come from? fizz looks confused, not drawing back from the hug but tipping his head back enough to look at blitzø's face, which... has a blush on it. oh. um. ]

... You don't need to baby me, Blitzø. When you gave me that kind of shit, you never meant it, and besides, we were ███████ fashion disasters together.
helluvamess: (03)

[personal profile] helluvamess 2024-03-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[These flyers are fine, he guesses, but they are severely lacking in horses and so Blitzø has an assortment of pencils and is just adding several horses to every flyer he spots up somewhere.

It's probably what the radio demon would want, right??]
bugbeverage: (astartle)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2024-03-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oomp--!

[ Beetlejuice freezes when he feels the weapon jabbed against him. He takes on a thoughtful expression. They were both dead. Would a gunshot even matter? Then again, this was a very different kind of dead than he was used to. He didn't think things like this could happen, but here he was with wings and a halo instead of phasing out of existence in a sandworm's stomach. Maybe getting shot would suck very very much.]

Woah, woah, okay--!

[ He raises his hands--and then two more fully sleeved arms slither out from under his original pair and hold their hands up too. ]

Sorry, St. Peter, message received. I'm outie...
deerlisteners: (you're only down in Hell)

[personal profile] deerlisteners 2024-03-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, back again, are we? [A familiar and infuriating voice. Alastor stands behind Vox with that ever-present grin] How fun for me.

[he circles around to face Vox and hands him one of the many flyers he's carrying around] In case you're interested in real media.
grumpface: (Default)

At a bar in Hell

[personal profile] grumpface 2024-03-18 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Husk recognizes that voice. There's no way he doesn't. So what does he do? After Alastor is done speaking to everyone, he gets up from the bar and casually walks over to the Radio Demon.]

Hey, boss.

[Alastor. Hey, Alastor. Something's different about your favorite kitty. For some very odd reason, he's colored white and gold. And he has a halo above him.]
deerlisteners: (with a dagger and a dollar sign)

[personal profile] deerlisteners 2024-03-18 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[as Alastor circles back around, he sees someone has been drawing... pigs? cows? dogs???? what are these... on his flyers.

Squint.
]

.... Oh. It's a horse.
helluvamess: (11)

[personal profile] helluvamess 2024-03-18 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not! I just... I feel like I always gave you shit and then 15 years happened and I never got to tell you a lot of shit I should have and now it feels like too much time has passed and there's shit unsaid and you're fucking amazing and deserve to be happy and I care about you and I just wanna say that and why am I fucking spilling my guts right now?!

[Satan's entire ass, someone shoot him right now.]
twominutes: (004)

[personal profile] twominutes 2024-03-18 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
I mean, 'sandworms' would probably freak people out, but with no way to get them, I don't see how that helps.

[ this is gentle critique or whatever. ]

Also, what the ████ is a Julliard?
twominutes: (026)

[personal profile] twominutes 2024-03-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh thank fuck, someone else that's getting censored. why does this one sound like a slot machine, though? weird.

anyway. ]


I am still an imp! I have no ███████ idea what's going on, though. Obviously I shouldn't be up here, and yet!!!

[ he misses his boyfriend. :( ]
deerlisteners: (a second time)

[personal profile] deerlisteners 2024-03-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Alastor is putting on the charm, handing out flyers and sipping from a glass of beautiful amber rye whiskey, when a familiar, gruff voice calls out to him. He whirls and his smile widens]

Husker! Well, look at you, my good man. Another mis-sort on behalf of the little muttonchops, I see. [he rolls up his flyers and taps the halo with them] Not sure it suits you.
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[personal profile] helluvamess 2024-03-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Of fucking course they are! [How can you not tell?! His art is so fucking good.]

...this one has your horns and ears.

[It's a mostly red horse holding a microphone in its mouth. It's making love hearts at a horse with a TV for a head.]
grumpface: (Default)

[personal profile] grumpface 2024-03-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Yep. Husk was right. Perfectly reasonable defense.]

at least here seems to be much safer since theyre letting me into hell
this whole place just seems disorganized and disjointed as s♥♦♦
something tells me youre gonna try taking advantage of it
well leave you vees alone if you leave us alone
nestingdevil: ➥ mewtube@dreamwidth (♠ } the party don't start till i walk in)

➥ walk backwards into hell

[personal profile] nestingdevil 2024-03-18 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[The thing about opening a place (especially an establishment that hasn't seen traffic in a while) is that it takes a lot of heavy lifting. Which is why he's been spending most of his days (nights?) deep in the city. The building's starting to look more passable, all things considered. There's still a window that's boarded up with a crisscross of graffiti-covered wood, but all in all, it's getting there.]

[But even Sin needs a break. And what better place than the local strip club?]

[Greed stretches his legs as he makes his way towards a growing line forming at the door. Most of the crowd aren't surprising - the horns, teeth, and sharp points making for a distinct type of clientele. But what does stand out is the halo. A single, floating halo in a sea of the complete opposite. The Sin clacks his teeth together.]


Not so bad, huh? [He tilts his head to the side to get a better look at the man. He doesn't look like he belongs in Heaven, does he? But then again, the ones in charge aren't exactly very good at their job. And looks could easily be deceiving.] This your first time down here, or are you one of the new ones?
helluvamess: (73)

[personal profile] helluvamess 2024-03-18 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that's what I fucking thought.

[Honestly he isn't sure if killing this sinner (??) would take or not given how they apparently got here to begin with. Maybe it would just send him to triple hell?]

Come back when you've got money or something to offer, thirsty bitch.
deerlisteners: (this way good man)

[personal profile] deerlisteners 2024-03-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Mmmm. My first thought was very tall pigs. But I see it now.

[a horse with antlers??? isn't that just a deer then?]

... Well, whatever. As long as you don't cover up the important information.
supersaver: (Sweet mochi)

Garden

[personal profile] supersaver 2024-03-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Another angel is in the garden, partaking of a much more normal slice of apple pie. She, much like most others, has animal-like traits, but is mostly human in look with the additions being a bit more subtle...other than the wings. Her legs are that of a rabbit, a brown tail poking from a hole in her skirt to accommodate, and the floppy, rabbit ears almost blend in with the color of her hair, cut into a cute bob.

Ochako has somewhat settled into this, erm...new normal she's found herself in, but it's still quite bizarre, and she's not fully on board with the idea that she's going back to the world of the living, but her hopes are still alive, just...weathering the storm, as it were. But you know what helps?

A compliment out of no where, from a delightful stranger.]


Eh? O-Oh...why, thank you so much! That's very kind of you, sir.
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[personal profile] twominutes 2024-03-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
... You told me I was good enough without Mammon.

[ quietly. very quietly. fizz hasn't had any of the pie, but he's very disoriented, very upset, and now blitzø is being so uncharacteristically open about shit that they really would have just left unsaid for the rest of their stupid lives.

he doesn't let go of blitzø or do anything super drastic, but he does lean in and nuzzle their foreheads together, eyes slipping closed. it's brief but open affection before he looks at him again. ]


I care about you too, dip████. [ a beat, and he runs his finger down the side of blitzø's face to collect a last remnant of pie they'd missed and sniff it. ] Hey, you think there's weird ████ in the pies?

[ surely that's the only reason all those words just came out of the other imp's mouth. ]
grumpface: (Annoyed)

[personal profile] grumpface 2024-03-18 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
I definitely didn't ask for it. This whole fake version of heaven and hell p♦♥♣♦♦ me off, Especially that ♥♦♣♠in' censorin' they're doin'.

[Husk lets out a frustrated sigh.]

At this rate, I'd be willin' to drink pure alcohol. ♣♥♠♦ the booze. Just skip straight past it.
bugbeverage: (prayin)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2024-03-18 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's already starting to skulk off as Blitzo speaks, but something he says makes him hang back. His halo lights up with an idea. He wheels back around with a flutter of his stupid little wings and presses his palms together. ]

What kind of offers would you consider?

[ He's keeping his distance, but his desperate ass has to ask.]