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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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Yeah, I get it. Got your hands a little full today, don't ya?

[After having taken a look-see at the brawl going on, the Sin's all coiled up at the front desk. With one of his elbows planted on the counter and another wrapped around his hip, he flaunts a third out at his side; his wrist spinning 'round, 'round, 'round to illustrate his point. The poor creature working it seems to be trying to apologize and the former homunculus shakes his head.] N'aw, I told you. Don't worry about it. Kinda of used to things like this -

[As if to make his point, he quickly jerks his hand away as another glass goes sailing by to smash into shards against the pillar next to him. Greed slumps his shoulders.] Like I said, looks like you got bigger problems here, friend. Take your time, huh? Just figured I'd let you know about it.

[The Sin lazily drops his other hands where he can fit them (one at his opposite hip, two more in the narrow part of his waist) and turns. This Afterlife brings all sorts, so he shouldn't be surprised when he sees another giant coming his way (what's with people being so tall anyway?), and he pauses. The fire is what catches his eye at first; the color of it, so blue, so bright, it'd be hard to miss.]

[Greed's mouth puckers and he sidesteps out of the way; his movement lax, yet intrigued.] Huh, haven't seen you around before. You new?

[Something about the way the demon looks: didn't someone say something before? Three heads - the Sin's eyebrows slowly slide up his forehead, as if a thought's clicking into place. Wasn't it Fizzarolli who said something about a Lust where he's from?]

[Ah, well. It could be anyone, really.]

Where are you?
I'm assuming they at least let you stay where you belong if they haven't changed how you look!
But I can't just portal to you, so I need a location to head to.

Wait, they censored him?
Haha! I'm sorry, that's so funny.
Isn't that half of his vocabulary?

What, you don't want to have to deal with a sanctimonious, backstabbing asshole that doesn't wear this face half as well as I do?
And here I thought it might be a pleasant reunion!

Oooooh, let's see what yours looks like! Mine's in Heaven and it's just a circus room. I wanna see the digs you got, babe.

[ he waggles eyebrows back. he's also squirmy because of course he is. good thing he's so good at koala-ing.

and... oh. time is weird here, it really is. he shifts back around, nuzzling his face right against oz's with a smile. ]

Hey, I'm right here and Mammon isn't. [ as far as he's aware— ] Besides, I'm from after that and things are definitely fine. I do not, in fact, get flattened! But it's just... Nice, here, to be able to go out and not worry about most things. I don't know if I'll ever get that back home, you know?

[ he'll always need an escort, probably. part of him likes that, but part of him hates it because no matter what, he never gets to be independent. it's not oz's fault and he'd never blame him, he's just... tired. of having to be on guard all the time.

anyway! back to better topics! ]

Of course I've been busy, how else would there be threesomes lined up for when you got here? I had to keep myself occupied! Sexily.

[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

[What's his has always been that: his. This building (with its groaning pipes, unsteady current, cache of liquor, and people, oh the people) is no different. It has a new face, sure. A new place to nestle into, far away from anything remotely close to Amestris or Dublith. But that doesn't mean it's very dissimilar to what he had. It's the same, old, shit-end bar in the backend of town. A kingdom made of all the so-called trash people left behind, only to have sin, sin, sin come along to collect.]

[He's comfortable here, relaxed. As if he's been dead not for a few months, but hundreds of years, and the brick and mortar is just a part of him.]

[How horrible it is then, to have that comfort sudden and so violently shattered.]

[Because he knows that voice. Knows that voice like a bad habit. How it slithers into his ear like a worm and wiggles all its displeasure. Greed sets the glass in his hand down on the counter.] Well, if it isn't cobbled-together Envy. [A snide edge holds onto his words like a hissing gas line, and a curl teases at the corner of his lip, sharp and menacing. No, there's no love lost between him and his family, and given his long list, Envy is close to the top. Of those he hates, of those he can't stand.]

[The former homunculus bites his lower lip as he turns to shoot a glance over his shoulder. And ah, that killer's look is so easy to drag up from the depths when it comes to the good ol'bloodline, isn't it? So easy to fall into old habits, into biting words meant to leave a wound even if a physical one will never stay. Because pain (the sensation of it anyway) is something they can recover from relatively easily, even in this afterlife. But the deeper gashes? The ones that bubble, split open, to fizz and fester invisibly?]

[Those hurt so much fucking more, don't they.]

[And Envy is so, so easy to cut.]

[Greed's eyes tick wide. Wide, cruel, and predatory.] Knew they brought in some garbage, but I didn't realize they were in the business of bringing shit through the gate. [The forks of his tongue squeeze through his teeth, running faint lines atop the flesh before a spark or two seals them up again.] Suppose I should have figured one of you would show up sooner or later.

[The Sin steps forward and the spikes along the end of his tail start to unfurl. One by one, they peel away like a rose on fire to rattle and buzz. He regards Envy with a disregard that's all teeth.] Long time. And still here you are, looking just as ugly as ever.

Oh, I don't doubt that... But I really don't think they care, either, even if they did know. [She stands, pouring him another cup graciously. Her tea etiquette isn't super duper traditional, but Ochako is still minding her manners nonetheless.] I actually don't know a lot of people here, though I'm meeting people as best as I can under the circumstances.

[She sits, picking up her own teacup but pausing before taking a sip. Oh boy...here it goes. Ochako makes a face and then tries to recount how long it has been. After she realized how bullshit this all was, and she might not actually be dead...h-hopefully, she stopped meticulously counting the days.]

I think it's been a month? Maybe two? But apparently this is some sort of weird limbo, and because of a ""clerical error"" people from all over have been brought here. People from another version of Hell, too, apparently? And even from Earth. That's where I'm from, but I've been sorted into Heaven.

[And by the look on Ochako's face, that's not as fantastic as it sounds. Heaven the place isn't so bad, but...Christ on a cracker, the local angels and cherubs are THE WORST.]

Oh!! Then I can definitely help with that! Do you how how many kilos they are? I haven't really used my quirk on something really heavy here just yet, but back at the start of the schoolyear, I could do three tons without, um...too much issue.

[Puking. She means puking.]

It should be way more than that now, though. I've floated cars, a bus, a plane once...

[just staring at this dude and all the floating roses like,]

Uh, I dunno if the pie is that good my guy.

Gave enough of a shit to listen, at least for a while. [he gives a smug grin and shrugs. Her opinion of his show doesn't mean much to him]

Other?

[ He only knows of Imeeji. The fact that there are even more hells doesn't surprise him in the slightest. ]

Zero. And you?

[Text works just fine and dandy, but he's a creature of habits. Old habits. Besides, his claws make it a bit difficult.]

[When the audio picks up, the voice on the other side is rough. Rough and gravely, like stones churning to dust in a vat. Greed hums.] Another Hell. There's a few people from there. Not sure if it's the same one you're talking about, though.

[He drums his finger on the phone, making his nail clck-a-clck-clck atop the plastic.] Zero, then. The name's Greed.

Why don't you tell me more about this Hell of yours?

Probably not.

[ Or at least something tells him they aren't. ]

Those of us there were put on teams - made into idols to perform. We were forced into death and torture games by the Producers in charge, for the entertainment of the demons in Hell Proper. [ . . . ] Unlike here, we didn't supposedly die to get there. Death wasn't permanent, however.

All right then, baby. You got it.

[Honestly, let's be real, if Fizz said he wanted to go to the moon, Oz would figure out a way to do that. Or at least make it look that way. So off to the elevator it is.]

[With some more face nuzzles to boot.] Good. Cause if I was stuck here, with that guy, instead of you? Now that'd be a real Hell. [Ugh, he doesn't even want to think about that.] Oh, I know. I know. And I'm glad you got that... you deserve to feel good about where you're at.

[Maybe if they do get back, he could figure out how to do a little shape-shifting for Fizz. Something so he could have... just a bit of what he's found here. Wouldn't that be better? Because the other option is a constant guard dog.]

Aw, you were expecting me! You're just the best...!! [Was there an elevator they were supposed to get on, or is he just going to spin around hugging Fizz in the middle of the garden? Either seems likely.]

I'm sorta getting that feeling... [He holds the cup steady, until she's done, and delicately accepts it back.] Thank you, honey. [Speaking of manners and all.] Not your fault these people have no sense. Even if you do look like an angel.

[WINK.]

[We're sorry, Ochako. He's the king of Lust, he can't not wink.]

Hah, well, don't that explain it. [Her looking like an angel and all. He leans forward, propping his chin up on folded hands.] I doubt anybody's dead. Since, if I were, I'm pretty sure I'd just go "poof". Not wind up having tea.

You say "other Hell". That mean you've met folks who say they came from it?

yeah they took mine offline too walking is such a drag but you got it im in hell sweet hell - least they let me keep my theme

[There are so many hearts in his room. It's like Valentine's day decor threw up.]

they DID any time he tries running his mouth its jingle bells adorable just precious pfffffffffffhahaha oh youre a RIOT but no id rather be stuck here with mam

[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...?

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[Now that's an interesting sight. He's got to admit. It's enough to give the big man pause, some of the flames dancing around his head dim down to normal. Distracted from the overwhelming surge of irritation by giving the stranger his own once-over. That's... a lot of hands. Interesting.]

[In a good way.]

[Look, he's the king of Lust, some things he doesn't turn off. Pun fully intended. Though looking again, the dollar signs plastered all over the guy's collar - ruff? - raise an unfortunate mental image in his head.]

[Oh the other hand.]

You could say that. [He settles his hands on his hips, thoughtfully.] Let me guess. Greed, I assume?

Yeah, all over a hotel bed I'm sure.

[He smirks because yeah, he knows alright. Like. So many details. Blitzø shrugs at the thanks.]

For what? I'm not gonna leave my friend on his own. Not... again.

...Thanks, Dad.

[She turns back to the pool; Admiring the stillness. There's a certain beauty here, something that she could want to spend hours in this moment...]

...

[It takes her a long set of moments, but her facial expression slowly changes from admiration to apprehension in small stages before she finally raises her voice and disturbs the silence again.]

Whoa. Dad. [pause] Isn't it like it's too calm? --To a weird degree.

Of course, Charlie. I promised to be better for you and, well...

[ he's really trying.

in contrast to charlie's growing aprehension, lucifer ends up slowly sinking back until he's laying on the grass next to her to the point where he blinks up at her when she speaks, sitting up again. ]

That's just how things are in the Garden, that's what everything used to be like. Nothing really happened except the miracle of creation, yadda yadda yadda. I get it can be unsettling if you're not used to it though, haha! Do you want to move on?

...Yes. Yes. I would.

[she stands up]

It's definitely weird in a 'do things not change here?' sense. This doesn't feel like a calm moment. It feels like it's just... a calm moment that would stretch out a really long time? Into eternity? Then, it's not even a moment anymore. I mean, obviously it's not, if it's eternity! But...

...

[She blinks, then gives her Dad a look. A look that says... she thinks she really is beginning to comprehend why he wanted to gift humans free will. Beyond feelings evoked from reading her book about the story of hell.]

[ Runa isn't new, she's just here for the free food and to people watch the newly dead(?)

Runa planned to just idly eyeball the fresh faces, but, sorry, there's one that she can't take her eyes off of - and she assumes she's not alone, gaping up at Beelzebub when she, gasp, turns to talk to her. ]

...eating.

[ This is awakening something in Runa. ]

[Listen, Ochako is...dense when it comes to this sort of thing (mostly), and she's certainly dealt with a few playful and somewhat promiscuous people in her life. Heck, one of her friends is sort of like that, and...w-well. Having a teacher like Midnight sort of acclimates one to at least s-some of those...topics. Ahem.]

Ehehe, I-I wouldn't say that, I just try my best to be polite to everyone - but you're very kind, sir. [Angel? Her?? That's sweet and all, but she's definitely not done enough, in her head anyway, to be called an angel. And if she turns into one of those pretentious shmucks up in the cloudtop...oof. No thank you.] But I think so, too. When I first got here, I really did think I was dead... It'd make sense for where I was, a-and what I was doing back on Earth, but...a lot of things just didn't add up, and I don't really want to believe I'm dead, either, so I won't.

[Bakugou arrived here is way worse shape than her, and he was still alive back on Earth, so! Just going to hold onto that hope.]

Mmhm, there are actually a few of you - Mr. Alastor, a really nice snake man who I f-forget the name of... [She clears her throat a little. Look, she's bad with names.] Niffty-chan, Mr. Angel Dust - who is also very nice, I remember an owl? Oh, and then there was a nice jester-looking person who I don't think I ever properly introduced myself to...

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