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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Stolas ☆ Helluva Boss ☆ ota

[noctuagoetia]

1-A ★ Arrival.... Again.

[You know what they say, second time's the charm! Arriving in this immense garden the owl felt like he's been here before, though he couldn't place his talon on it. It felt like plucking on threads from a vivid dream he once had. The little sheep cherubs' little hurried speech was hauntingly familiar but before he could ask questions, a name tag was slapped in his chest plumes and they flittered away.

Well... he was not going to get any answers just standing around. Looking at his surroundings, he was not alone it would seem in his predicament. However, the nine foot goetia did kind of stick out like a sore thumb. Straightening out his shirt, Stolas waltz over to the table with all the different confectionaries to find someone to talk to.]

I beg your pardon, I know you must also be a fresh arrival but you wouldn't happen to have anymore additional information? Or just the quick hello from our.... hosts.

2-B ★ Taking out the Trash

[Traveling down to Hell, Stolas didn't know what he was expecting to fine. Certainly not the greeting he received once he walked into the Hotel. Almost instantly the large owl demon was swarmed in the lobby by its impish employees with brooms and mops claiming to be 'taking out the trash'. Stolas didn't even have time to complain before he was assaulted by a barrage of wooden handles around his lanky legs. This was certainly a... unique welcome, one in which of someone of his station was not used to.

Trying to avoid getting smacked on the calves, Stolas did a little tap dancing in place as he blinded down in confusion.]

E-excuse me! Is this any way to treat a gues-OW!

[A stray broom handle cracked him across the sweet spot on his bony ankle. Okay... welp, the goetia was trying to play nice, not wanting to hurt the locals but he really needed to get out of there...

... wait. Why did his magic feel... off? Reaching out to shift into his true demon form, the connection felt muddy. However, before he could experiment with his abilities, he staggered back to trip on a waiting vacuum cord causing the nine foot demon to fall flat on his feathery ass. Those little buggers were fast for in an instant the owl found himself hog-tied. Wasn't this a bit of deja-vu. Lifting their prize over their head, the imps started to cart him away.]

Wait a moment! Can't we talk about this? Where are you take me?!

3-C ★ Hell Phone

Hello? Via? Anyone? I don't know who all will receive this or if anyone I know from my Hell is here but this is Prince Stolas.

Can anyone tell me what in the Seven Rings is going on? I'm more accustomed to a more... 'polite' greeting than this. Why is it that upon my arrival that some of the inhabitants tried to take out my ankles? I don't mean to be rude if it's some local custom.

Oh! And once more thing. Anyone who is more magically inclined? I would like to discuss an important matter that I noticed.

4-D ★ Wild Card

[OOC: Something else you wanted to do that I didn't write? Hit me up on my journal ^^]

Hell phone, un: Stareon

[introveert]

You mean it's not supposed to be like this normally?? I saw a guy being thrown through a window. And then get picked up and thrown through another window. And bitten by some dog-looking creatures?

[noctuagoetia]

Is that so? Then I guess I should count my lucky stars that I was only tripped and mildly kidnapped.

I thought it might because of my social status. It would not be my first time being tied up and taken against my will.

[introveert]

Because you're a Prince? I wouldn't say that's much better. Does it happen a lot?

Arrival!

[saltsplash]

Ack-- hey!!

[Reigen is NOT used to being short - he hasn't been this short since middle school - but almost getting stepped on by a GIANT bird is not particularly on his bucket list!!

Sure, he scrambled out of the way in time and it was his fault for walking through the walkway anyway, but still!]

SHEESH! You got saddled with stilts.

[noctuagoetia]

Oh! Apologies! I didn't see you there.

[The leggy demon lifted his 'stilts' carefully so not to accidently trample the poor soul. He was used to towering most people but he paused as he gave the hellhound... angel? a once over. Was he a hybrid? Shaking his head, Stolas turned his attention to his own legs, giving the boy a little half turn.]

Saddle with? I guess went I was younger they were shorter, but I like to think I've grown into them. [The owl chuckled to himself.] I take it that this isn't your true form, then?

[saltsplash]

Eh? True form-- ah... you must be a high class spirit...

[Though at least Stolas didn't look especially gnarly.]

Wait, are you from here already? Or do even spirits die and end up in the afterlife?

2-B ★ Taking out the Trash

[grumpface]

[Suddenly, some playing cards fly through the air and land deeply into the imps harassing Stolas. They don't last that long afterward. A white-and-gold colored catlike angel with a halo, bird wings, and a bird tail walks into view.]

...Even bringin' ♠♥♦♥in' Goetians here, huh?

[The angel offers a hand to help the prince up.

[noctuagoetia]

[The imps that held the prince captive instantly dropped the owl onto his bony butt with a small hoot. Lifting his head to see his savior, the goetia blinked surprised to see the angelic feline before him. Well wasn't this an interesting turn of events? But he called him a goetian so he knew what he was... Must be from his Hell.]

So you know who I am? Thank you for the rescue. [Stolas raised his bound wrists to the offered helping paw.] Would your handy cards be able to cut these?

[grumpface]

[Husk retracts the helping paw in order to fish a card out of his pocket and easily cut the ropes. So yes. Yes, they can. Husk smirks a little.]

...Prince... Stolas, right? We don't see any of you up in Pride all that much.

[Husk puts the card away and offers the helping paw again.]

arrival

[bbbrightside]

[Here's someone to talk to - a cherub, or more likely just a young girl, sprouting several raven's wings from her back that clash somewhat poorly with the halo above her red head.]

Oh, actually, I've been-

[Ruby turns, and she looks up.

And up.

And up into those bright scarlet eyes.]

Whoa. [Blinks] Uh, I meant to say, I've been here a while. You said you wanted information?

[noctuagoetia]

[Go ahead, take your time glancing up. It was been a reaction he has quite familiar with. There was rarely a demon that could rival his height. As the young girl took a moment to find her voice, Stolas simply just smiled politely down at her.]

Have you now? Wonderful! [Stolas clasped his talons together.] When you say you've been here long, how long might that be? Weeks? Months? I'm sure this place is lovely but I would very much like to return home as soon as I can.

Trash

[supersaver]

[My, now this is...actually a little familiar, in a weird way. Ochako stares at the sight, having gone down to Hell to meet up with her friend, but she's going to have to, uh...rain check on that, sorry Mina. As the imps march past with their loot, Ochako - an angel with subtle rabbit parts amongst the mostly human body - blinks a few times and just.

Hauls Stolas right up into her arms as the imps continue to dutifully go with their arms up over their heads and nothing to show for it. Yes, the nine foot tall owl demon is now being held like a baby by a teenager who's quite literally half his height...mostly. Ochako's only 5'1" - smol. He might feel an odd sort of tickle in his stomach, like looking down a steep drop from a roller coaster, and feel rather...light. Like he weighs nothing at all. Because, right now, he doesn't. Not with her quirk activated on him to negate his gravitational force, that is.]

Are you okay? They didn't hurt you at all, did they? [She asks, bringing him over to a couch in the Hotel lobby to start undoing the rope that's got him bound.] Hold still now, I can get these off you in a second.

[noctuagoetia]

[Before Stolas could find out what the imps had planned for him, he was suddenly lifted into the air. Even without her quirk, the larger demon was quite light despite his appearance. Hollow bones and all. Still, Stolas took note of the odd feeling in his gut as he looked to see his savior, a young girl. Did she have magic? The thought peeked his interest but he kept it to himself for now, letting her carry him to safety.

Once back to the Hotel lobby, he offered the girl a kind gentle smile.]

Thank you my dear. I am in your debt for helping me.[Stolas held out his wrists to her so she could have better access to them.] Oh don't worry about me. They didn't cause too much trouble. Only a select few things could truly harm me.

[Or at least he thinks... This place might be different since he was having some.... magical problems.]

2-B... or not to be

[helluvamess]

[A couple of shots sounded and two of the demons carrying the goetian price dropped like stones as, unfortunately, did Stolas. The rest of the imps immediately rounded towards their attacker and Blitzø grinned, feral and sharp.]

Christ on a stick, Stolas, aren't you supposed to be powerful??

[Because this feels like the Loo Loo Land job and that hadn't ended well for anyone involved really. Not that it stops Blitzø from firing a few more shots and throwing himself bodily into the fray right now. The fact that injuries didn't last just seemed to drive him further into a bloodlust; as the imps he'd shot reformed and lunged for him, he switched to a knife and laughed almost maniacally as he started hacking apart the other demons.]

[noctuagoetia]

[The shots rang out and the imps that help the prince prompted dropped him square on his ass with a little shocked hoot. Stolas didn't even need to turn his head to know who had been behind his rescue. There was no mistaking that voice. Even so, he still spun to look at the imp.]

Blitz?

[Was all he was able to breath out. So, he was stuck in this place too. Though current he seemed to be enjoying being here as he charged the hotel staff. For a moment, Stolas forgot about everything. Forgot about how long it had been since he saw him in the flesh. Forgot about how awkward things felt between them. Watching Blitzø mow through his would-be captors....Fuck, it was such a huge turn on. It was always a privilege to watch him work. If his legs weren't currently bound together, he would have used them to wrap around that-

No no no... Focus.

Shaking his head, he pushed those thoughts aside. Blitzø was right, he was powerful. If he was really in trouble, he could get out of this easily. Again he tried to shift into his true form which should have been as natural as breathing but again, it felt like there was a hand around his neck, preventing him from talking a gulp. This time, only the tips of his feathers turned inky black and nothing more. Well.... this was a problem...

While both were distracted, Stolas by his thoughts and Blitzø by the fight, another sneaky little imp crept up to lift the still restrained goetia. Tossing the prince over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, he tried to make a speedy retreat down the hall.]

Not to be a bother, but would you be a dear and untie me? [Stolas called back to Blitzø.]

Trash like she's going to catch him lol

[succinainteasy]

Hey boys.

[ Stolas remains the prize for less than thirty seconds before the lead captor trips over a razor-sharp stiletto that has been purposely placed in his path and the others trip over him, falling like dominos. The landing will be rough but at least he's no longer in danger of being carted off to Satan knows where, he just has to be face to face with his boy toy's ex. She places a finger under the ringleader's chin to tip it skyward, bringing her lips impossibly close to his before whispering. ]

This one is mine, find someone else to play with.

[ The clicking of her heels leads her in a semi-circle around him before she crouches down in his line of sight and removes her sunglasses. While the expression splashed across her face it isn't quite amusement, it's close enough. After the impromptu roast at Ozzie's, she wasn't expecting to see him again so soon. It isn't altruism that led her to helping him but a morbid sense of curiosity, to meet the newest idiot to fall under that nasty little gremlin's spell. ]

Having a rough day, Your Highness?

Lol you whore

[noctuagoetia]

[One second he was on top of the world, but then the next as his imp captors toppled like bowling pins, the goetian prince found himself falling face first into the scratchy tacky print carpet. It took him a moment to figure out what had happened as he just sat there a moment crumpled up like an accordion, ass up. Blinking away his shock, he scooted his knees under him, using his bound hands to push himself up into a sitting position to stare back at the succubus.

Wait.

He knew her. Or rather... he saw her. That night at Ozzie's. She was there. One of Blitzø's bitter exes from the sound of it. What was her name again? Victoria? Veronica? Oh! No! Verosika. What was she doing here?]

I guess you can say that. [He gave her a small chuckle and a polite smile.] Thank you none the less. I don't know where they were taking me. You... wouldn't have anything to help with these?

[Stolas raised his bound wrist for her to inspect.]

3-C.

[technicaldifficulties]

Prince Stolas, huh... [ hmmmm. ] I'm afraid Hell has gone to hell. Looks like everything's been twist-turn-upsidedown and we're being made to start over. Fun, I know, but... go on, what's this matter of yours?

[ magic shmagic,
spill the tea. ]

[noctuagoetia]

[There was a moment of hesitation. Maybe he shouldn't be blabbing about his own teensy weensy problem of not being able to access his true strength... Being a target of another assassination attempt was not on his to-do list.]

That I can agree on. This Hell is certainly not MY Hell.

It's just been an observation, really. You wouldn't happen to have special abilities, would you?

hell phone, un: capsule

[dirtyfanny]

a prince you say?? tell me more.

[noctuagoetia]

What is there to say? I am Princess Stolas of the Ars Goetia, a Great Prince of Hell. I have the sacred duty of being the keeper of the grimoire that was bestowed upon me by my father. I study the stars, I love magic and keeping plants... live in a palace.

Did that answer your question?

Hell Phone - Opera Ghost

[not_a_possum]

Sir? It's me, Moxxie. I'm not really sure what's going on here, but there's something really wrong here. I'm not sure this is the real Hell.

[noctuagoetia]

Oh! Moxxie! How could I forget one of my saviors from that nasty little assassination attempt? I don't think I ever fully showed my gratitude for what you and your wife had done for me.

But! There will be time for that later. I only just got here myself however I do know one thing. This isn't our Hell. I don't have access to all my powers which has been... troubling. I might need of your services again.

3-c

[behemoth_betrayed]

Magically inclined, I certainly am. What have you noticed, oh prince of a different hell?