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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Comments

[outrageon]

Huh?

[She raises an eyebrow, taps a couple more times, and shows her screen.]

I took a picture.

[She turns her attention back to her phone, tippy tapping away, and explains;]

Lasts longer.

[infinitecruelty]

[He shoots up from his seat, scuttling over quickly to grab at her arm and get a look at that "picture".]

How? [Since when do PHONES take PHOTOGRAPHS?]

[outrageon]

[SHLOOP. Velvet lifts her arm out of Envy's reach and stares down at him with a raised brow.]

What do you mean, how?

With the camera, obviously.

1/2

[infinitecruelty]

[SHLOOP? Eugh, that's not what an arm is supposed to feel like. And he should know, he used to be able to make his body do things like that too. ...Except her noodle arm isn't a whole-ass snake. So what the hell is her deal?

He wiggles his fingers in displeasure, now regarding her... cautiously.]

But they said it was a phone. [Hmm. He holds his chin thoughtfully, crossing his lower set of arms.] Interesting. Guess technology has come a long way here, huh.

2/2

[infinitecruelty]

[There's a flash of a smile then, cheerful and threatening before the sin makes a quick swipe at the device and knocks it out of her hands. It clatters and skids across the sidewalk, the sounds of even the slightest means of destruction a symphony to his ears.]

Oops! Sorry. [Wiggling all his little fingers, that smile becomes the shit-eatingest of grins.]

Clumsy little me~

1/2

[outrageon]

[the loudest, most dramatic gasp, as Velvet's jaw drops and she turns her head slowly to face Envy.]

2/2

[outrageon]

[And upon realizing that Envy isn't going to go pick it up, Velvet practically demands—]

Well then pick it up already!

🤲🍿 here u go fam

[cutepolicewoman]

[O-oh. He looks so disappointed to see her. Kiruko’s heart sinks a little. She would have to work on building up a reputation as a kind and friendly officer all over again in this place.]

Fweh? N-no, please, if you have a problem, let me know! [She takes a step closer, an eager intensity about her.] Helping people is my job! It’s no trouble!

Hell level (is that boss music?)

[orkin]

What sucks?

[ It isn’t coming from the person he is trying to coax on over, it’s coming from the tiny one-eyed Sinner who is currently trying to ride that lashing tail like it was a bucking bronco. How did she get up there without him noticing? The world may never know.

No fear here, she is smiling all the while, those tiny arms wrapped around the tail so firmly that she likely isn’t going anywhere. Niffty might be small and unassuming but that shark-toothed grin? Something ain’t right there. ]

Ooh! I bet you can throw people further than that!

[ Is she here to save this poor imp? Nah, she is trying to peer around him to see how far he will throw this one. Go on, Envy, launch that imp into orbit like a rocket. She’ll wait! In the meantime, he is treated to her unblinking eye, as if she were recording the moment for preservation.

Oh, wait, she blinked. Finally. ]

[unpaidovertime]

[Nananmi doesn't have a ton of patience, but he does sympathize with people just tossed in here with no understanding of things.]

It's a cellular telephone, something like an evolution of a standard telephone. Like the great, great, great grandchild of the original model. Instead of connecting to others via wires it sends out signals that other phones like it can receive. It also allows you to send words, images and even moving images the same way.

[Envy knows what a phone is, so he's trying not to dumb it down too far, but it's tough to know what sort of technology level he's coming from.]

I take it you're brand new here.

[infinitecruelty]

[Oh wow, did she really think it was an accident? Surely she can't be that naive...]

Oh, sorry. Ha! Let me get that for you.

[And so he does, taking his sweet time all the way. He "attempts" to pick up the phone with his lower arms (which he admittedly hasn't exactly adapted to) and performs some elaborate slapstick comedy routine, "dropping" and tossing the phone back and forth between his various hands like the most uncoordinated juggler to ever exist. Fudging a catch just a bit, the phone bounces off his fingertips and flips right off into the street.]

Uh-oh.

[behemoth_betrayed]

[ Abby might theorize that Luci's daddy is, in one way or another, a Behemoth like him. Or maybe, a distant cousin. It's rare for this dude to find anyone even close to the same level as him; the scope of his existence creating it's own unique concerns and constraints. It's just. Kinda nice chatting up someone who seems to get it.

The Hyperfixate, man. Ábramar's not really happy without one of those either, but for him, that means finding a Master. And for SOME REASON everyone is so suspicious of the Wish Granter Like he wouldn't burn 110 immortals alive FOREVER if reality didn't compose just a little differently ]

Or a Fire lit beneath it [ His smile shows fangs, the hunger for chaos that could form anywhere between mischief and strife. ]

Everyone is controlled by something, at one time or another. Even me. That's Fate. Never seen such powerful magic tweaked for, what... hand holding? [ Now he's trying to keep track of all his hands. All six of them, incidentally. ] Who designed that? A bunch of teenage girls at a slumber party?

[... RUDE Abby. ]

EVERYBODY GET YOUR TICKETS NOWWW

[infinitecruelty]

[Envy's confidence is like tissue paper, isn't it? The smallest spark would set it alight, the slightest tug on either end will tear. Greed rarely needed to do or say much to rip him to shreds. The spines along his back ripple all the way down to the tip of his tail, his lower set of hands curl into trembling fists for but a moment before he forces that unbothered mask on and relaxes again.

The jealous one has never known "good faith" but he has known what humans expect of that ridiculous concept and he can already tell that showing any towards his estranged sibling is pointless. Nevertheless, he's the only one he can sense in this place, and the only thing Envy recognizes at all from his world. He'd never want to admit to wanting— needing —to feel grounded by staying near something familiar, so he won't. But his presence in this building (brimming with creatures he couldn't take on even if he wanted to in this state) should be enough to prove to Greed that it's a necessary visit, even if it isn't necessarily fruitful.]

Come on, why so hostile? [He holds up all four hands in surrender, fluttering those big, perfectly lined lashes at him.] I'm just here to say "hi." And to congratulate you on your nice little place.

What if we just sat down and had a drink? Caught up for a bit~?

[outrageon]

[velvet watches envy's little stunt.

Just watches, mouth hanging ajar.

And then she stomps right up to Envy and snatches his phone right out of his hand.]

[infinitecruelty]

[GASP]

Hey! [Swiping back for it, but... he is considerably shorter than she is. He thinks for a moment about climbing her, but doesn't just yet.]

Give it back!

[outrageon]

[She steps back away from him, arm high in the air, and points at her own phone.]

Pick it up.

[infinitecruelty]

[It's nothing personal, toots! He just doesn't want to get his body rearranged right now, he's pretty sure it won't work quite the same and he's not ready to test that theory just yet!

He steps back as she steps forward.]

Oh, oh, really! It's fine.

[He can really only force a smile for so long, though. His exasperation reads clearly in the strain around his eyes.]

I don't want to waste your time!

[charmdefensive]

Description noted! And you are so sweet 😘

It's not a magical curse on my emotions or anything. It's just my natural born talent to not have any shame!

[For sure she has shame, but like hell will she ever admit it even to herself, until she accidentally stumbles upon it.]

[helluvamess]

[He doesn't need the warning, remembering all too well Mammon's transformation on stage. He'd felt helpless then, knowing bullets wouldn't do shit against that behemoth, and it's hard to see how a knife would do any good now. Blitzø backs up a step, the raw anger starting to fade in the face of what is probably about to be a really fucking stupid way to go out.

The attack isn't targeted, but a limb catches him in the shoulder with a sickening, meaty thunk and Blitzø snarls wordlessly. It hurts like a bitch and for all it seems like a convenient target, his knife slides off the metallic surface harmlessly.

Blitzø has enough time to figure that he's probably done now and glances over to where Fizz is... standing up and dragging Mammon's limbs together like some weird fucking lasso of arms?? It drags the one in his shoulder free and Blitzø staggers, turns it into a run for Fizz.]

Fizz we have to get you the fuck out of here!

[behemoth_betrayed]

Oh, I understand. I can relate. I don't feel shame about things in the way that most other creatures do. I just prefer to be polite when it's a viable option. [ Look he was really excited to see if he was gunna get to break Reality that one time, okay. No way he was going to be ashamed of doing something so exciting!

Making assumptions, though? Oh, no. How pedestrian. ]

If anything... no one here is boring. I suppose we could all stand to make a friend or two, since we're all stuck here the same. As far as I know.

C

[charmdefensive]

memememememe

🎉🍹❤️‍🔥💃💦

What is the place we are blowing the roof off of? Like the address. Or the name and I'll look up the address. Just get me there ASAP

[charmdefensive]

Maybe we're finally among our people, the shameless heathens. So who needs to be polite anymore?

[behemoth_betrayed]

I find myself questioning the logic of just... throwing so many Powerful Beings into a cage. But maybe the point isn't logic. Maybe the point is Chaos... or fun?

It's hard to make friends without at least some manners, I think. At least, only a certain type of person enjoys overt viciousness.

[supersaver]

Ozzie!! [Ochako can't help it, she starts to giggle as she extends her much, much smaller and daintier hand to shake.] That's such a cute nickname! Ehehe, I'm Ura--eh, s-sorry...Ochako Uraraka. You can call me Ochako-chan, if you want.

[She's not as bothered by people using her first name, so long as there's an honorific attached. It's still a little bizarre that there's quite a few westerners among the Heaven and Hells, but she's adjusting...kind of. Ochako has no qualms about speaking her mind if something bothers her - she's just much nicer about asking for people to gently correct than others in her class. Bakugou, cough.

Sipping her tea, and lightly kicking her feet under the table, she hums quietly.]

I don't think they're necessarily lying...just that they really believe what they say, even if it might now be true. Some people may have come from situations where their lives were at risk, or were on the verge of death, and some might not have been... Those ones I talked about, a lot of them have already been dead for a long time. Ah--

[Oh gosh, his cup! She extends her hand to try and grab it, and there's a tiny spark from the pads of her fingertips that even she doesn't seem to note, but...the cup falls and then stops, suspended in the air maybe a few inches from the ground. Don't worry about it. But, oof, here we go!! Time to test her memory. Ochako bites her lip, trying to pull out something from her brain that has hidden itself away, or simply vanished.]

Mmh...I-I don't remember it very much, I'm sorry. I'm not really all that good with names sometimes, but it was long. Sounded Italian? Maybe?? L-Like a pasta...I don't think it was Ravioli...

[nestingdevil]

Ah-?

[People here knowing him? That he can understand. It's not like he's stayed quiet in this afterlife, and with the 'Nest up and running, he's seen a good number of 'em come through his doors. But for someone new to know his name? Someone that isn't from Amestris, that isn't from before?]

[Well, to say he's surprised would be putting it lightly.]

[The Sin shrugs his shoulders and the momentary shock leaves his face with a sharp smile that matches the rest of him, point for deadly point.] Sorry, friend. Got me at a bit of a disadvantage. [He sinks one of his heels into the carpet to lift his boot before settling it back down on an empty can at it rolls on by.] You know me, but I don't know who you are. Sorry about that.

But since we're already here, think I can get a name? Or is that off limits to a man like you? [The tone of his voice is a purr - a rumble trapped in his chest that teases like a broiler finding its heat.]