TDM 003 - SUMMER

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A: Garden Level - OOPS YOU DIED
[CONGRATS YOU DIED. Sucks for you!! But Abe and Lucy are DETERMINED to get paperwork done and to do that, they need to get to know YOU.

So as soon as you appear, no matter if you're going to heaven or hell, you get slapped with a "HELLO MY NAME IS ____" sticker by one of the sheep. Said sticker has two possible effects:
-The sticker may say your "True" name or a nickname you don't like, or an alias, etc. How did it get there?? Paperwork. There is a chance it's blank and you can write your own name too.
-Whenever they see a person, they will be compelled to shout "HELLO MY NAME IS [their name] AND I LIKE [something they like.]"

We speed therapying this shit. ]


B: SUMMER HELL
[Whether you're a demon or an angel, eventually you may want to visit the HellRaiser hotel below! Hell is where all the HIP HAPPENING THINGS are after all. Want a lava bath? Go to a club? Gamble?? Just get fucking drunk? Hell's your place.

However, despite being the afterlife, even hell is not immune from the heat of summer. And it's taking the whole flames of hell thing literally. So!

-You might be minding your own business, and suddenly part of your body or clothing just, fucking ignites on fire. Good luck with that!
-You may get badgered by demonic vendors, trying to push various summer t-shirts on you.
-You might get roped into some demons fucking EMBRACING THE HEAT. Ever been tied to a giant fire spit oven an open flame?? YOU HAVE NOW. Maybe someone will help you, or you can handle yourself just fine.

Or you might get lucky and none of that happens and you're just vibing. Good on you!!]


C: Heaven is Central Air Conditioning
[Heaven-side, the heavenly hotel is its normal, luxurious self except for one key different. . .A/C. That's right, only the hotels in Heaven have working air conditioning. Fucked up!! So chilling up here might be the right call. You can always go visit the beach too, or any of the delightful coffee shops. Heaven also is the only place to get caffeine. Wack.

Of course, even heaven is prone to wackiness. Newbies may be prone to:
-Like hell, there are plenty of vendors up here, but instead of cash, today they ask for payment in...jokes? Better give your best one.
-Cherubs may be especially pushy and try to get you dressed in extremely stuffy/heavenly clothing. Enjoy your corsets and such.
-At the beach, if you sun bathe too long without protection, oops! You may find your skin (fur, scales, whatever) turning not red, but another ridiculous color.

OR AGAIN, JUST DO WHATEVER. WHOMST CAN STOP YOU?? You have a phone just text strangers do what you want.]



OOC NOTES:
-"Ash this TDM seems kinda half assed" IT'S SUMMER AND I'M TIRED also with July having no themed event I wanted this TDM to be pretty generic so people can hop in without worrying about timelines!
-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!! 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!
-Remember regardless of your alignment, you are free to travel to whatever level you wish!

Comments

garden

[gl00my]

[His RNG is bad enough that he's here being dead with everyone else and looped (lol) into these conversations... but every now and then his gacha rolls come through. Not that he knows that's what's happening.

"...and I like time progressing normally"

In front of Loop is a tall boy who's halfway into a crouch behind the punch table and he looks very nervous. Just in general, in every direction.]

I- Um! Sorry, I wasn't counting I-I was just... leaving...

[Lifts up the edge of the tablecloth to crawl underneath.]

[gl00my]

[If there's one thing Idia won't do, it's pretend to be someone he's not. And what he is? A stamped and certified samurai-liker. This girl has proven herself to be an actual no joke loser and that's about as safe as he might feel in this situation. Or. Maybe he just forgets to be afraid for a minute because--]

Th-that's what I've been saying! The unwavering righteousness of the samurai needs to be combined with the premiere physique and resilience of the robot!! I'm always saying that!!!

[He's leaning forward on his hands and knees, crushing his stupid cup into the grass.]

[tothosewhobait]

I believe I just did.

[Stands up carefully, brushing off his clothes]

Well? Are you coming with me or did you have more crouching behind a table on your agenda for today?

[truthliesinspace]

Woah woah--!

[It's always the short ones that do shit like this! He puts his hands up in a surrendering gesture, trying to calm him, but before he can, the little seal rogue backs off. From one extreme to another. . .

Kaito steps back, scratching his head in confusion.]

You can't ask something so earnestly and then say "nevermind," man! Where's your conviction?? Anyway I heard it, you said it was--uh. You said it was. . .uh. . .it. . .

[Bzzzt. He blinks. Oh. Maybe he didn't say it. . .? A tilt of his head.]

Huh! That's weird. Well, anyway, I think I know what's goin' on. The shock of dyin' gave ya some amnesia, right? Hah, happens all the time!

Garden

[bbbrightside]

[Ruby blinks. She'd love some terrible puns, normally. But something in that introduction hangs on her mind - or doesn't, as the case would seem.]

I'm... sorry. I don't think I quite got that. [She kinda rubs one of her ears, like there's an obstruction.] Do you wanna try again?

[missleadingquestions]

[Maya mimics Idia's intensity, tail wiggling behind her in excitement.]

I didn't even know what I was missing before The Steel Samurai! A body that never gets tired of defending the city from the plans of the Evil Magistrate! And steel as unbreakable as his mighty blade!!

[loopsiedaisy]

Okay, fine, fine, sheesh! [ The demon finally retreats, wrapping her arms protectively around her backpack - she takes a few steps like that before turning around and vanishing into the crowd. ]

[ For a moment Loop is blindingly angry. They're about to turn around and rip Maurice a new one that he definitely doesn't deserve, when - ow! Suddenly there's a stabbing pain in their eye and chest? Their paw flies up to their face. Did they just see that... weird shade that's not dark or light again? ]

[ ...no, they must have been imagining it. And the pain's gone as fast as it showed up. They take a breath in, and out, and their tensed shoulders droop a bit; they're suddenly too tired to be angry. ]

[ But not too tired to fake a perfectly serviceable smile when they do turn to Maurice, because haha, isn't that all they ever do? ] Any idea about a better place to get a drink around here?

[toothaches]

[ Naturally, Maurice is oblivious to what he has done. He smiles to Loop and his tail even swishes a little bit. At the question, he's more than happy to pipe up: ]

Oh, the Devil's Nest. They're always having some kind of party with free drinks.

[gl00my]

[Idia is kneeling there in the grass, hands hovering uselessly at his sides. There's a moment of silence that passes between them, long and drawn out. Then, with a labored sigh, he grips at his thighs before standing slowly, slowly...]

...This sucks.

[He mutters under his breath, stuffing his hands into his pockets and avoiding eye contact. But the message is still clear: I have nothing better to do-- lead the way.]

[tothosewhobait]

Oh, certainly. Dying, temporarily or not, was not exactly in my plans. That said...It isn't all bad. When I first arrived though, I was quite pessimistic about the whole ordeal for a good day or so. Well. Pessimistic and a bit surprised.

[loopsiedaisy]

Hey, hey - you don't know what I was going to offer! I was gonna be very fair! [ The demon insists. She dances to the side, trying to stay in Loop's sight and out of the way of Greed. ] It's good moonshine! Really get you fucked up!

[ The demon doesn't quite give up when Greed rattles his tail and almost shoves his way into her space, but she does back off a bit, clutching her backpack full of booze to herself to make sure it doesn't accidentally get knocked out of her arms. Considering that she's definitely also buzzed, she does it surprisingly gracefully! She makes faces at Greed behind his back, motioning at Loop to ignore him. ]

[ Loop looks back and forth between the two competing(?) demons. ]

[ They don't really trust the no strings attached part, but you know what? They've decided they don't care. They don't care right now and that's that. It's not like it's gonna be any different with one demon swapped in for another. ]

[ They're not really feeling the self-preservation vibes right now, you know? They've had a blinding bad forever and all they want is a drink. Or ten. ]

[ Underneath their cloak, their arms cross. Or, well... it's more like they're clutching at the opposite elbows, pulling their arms tight against their ribcage. But from the outside it'll look like crossed arms, if someone notices at all. ]

I'm listening.

B—it is funny as fuck and ilu for it

[sado]

[ this is like music to her ears, she has been homesick. a large hand claps down on Logan’s shoulder out of nowhere as she laughs cheerfully and gives him a thumbs up with her free hand. ]

Heh. You’re on, man! Loser has to pay for lunch—unless you’re a broke bastard. I haven’t seen you before, so I guess it’d be hospitable if I paid.. but I still wanna see who can drink more!

[ Logan is now plus one giant muscle mommy, even though she looks like a man with all her gear on. no holding back now, this has to be a fair and square deal or she is bailing on his newbie ass. ]

Y’know, unless you’re a scaredy cat. [ beneath her mask, her eyes squint as she grins down at him. behind her, her devilish little tail almost seems to wag with her growing anticipation. ]

[loopsiedaisy]

[ Mmghmmphh why did they say that. What made them say that. They just, want, to get a good grade in "being a normal person who has not been stuck in time loops for an eternity," something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve, ]

[ Loop glares in the direction of the sheep, then in the direction of the kid crawling under the table. ]

You didn't hear anything.

[ They are nearly a full foot shorter than Idia, so this might or might not actually be particularly intimidating. ]

[loopsiedaisy]

[ Free drinks? Really free drinks? Okay Maurice you might be forgiven, maybe. Especially if they can skulk in, get something disgustingly alcoholic meant for four people, and leave without having to party. ]

Sounds perfect. Where would I go to find it?

[ Maurice better be right about this or Loop is holding a petty little grudge forever. ]

[loopsiedaisy]

[ Surviving The Horrors ate their conviction. It's gone now. Who needs conviction anyway?? ]

[ Loop bites their tongue very hard for a few seconds to keep from laughing hysterically. Ow, ow, okay they're good now. Turns out seal teeth are pointier than human ones! ]

[ They plaster on a smile. ] Haha, sure, yeah, that must be it!

Hell (warning for s4 spoilers)

[always_hits]

Diego is also hot. He's spent a long time being between life or death and when one gets used to being without a body, they don't experience things such as temperatures. So at the point he gets to Klaus, he's stripped off most his clothes to cope. It's like he's got Luther's job now or something.

"Dude, are you going to let that thing get away with that? Make it pay."

Typical Diego.

[educated_wish]

"Dying and coming back, huh?" Logan rubs his chin. "I've got something kind of like that. Well, it's more that I can't die at all."

He raises his eyebrows at Klaus.

"What's that like? Dying."

[loopsiedaisy]

[ Loop gives her a slightly wild-eyed look and tries again. ]

My name is - ...it's - ...

[ Ruby might notice this is actually slightly different than last time! Last time they definitely said something, whatever it was, this time they aren't even getting that far. ]

[ Loop squeezes their eye shut for a moment - wow, they suddenly feel like crying! The only thing that's coming to mind is "Siffrin," and they know that's not what they said. But they really shouldn't have expected something different, so they're fine. It's fine! ]

[ Their expression is back to neutral when they open their eye again. ] ...it's fine, don't worry about it.

Michael | Hazbin Hotel (oc)

[admonish]

Garden—

[ thanks to his top tier level of patience, the thought of taking his sword to these clearly inept cherubs never crosses his mind. in fact, with both hands folded and linked behind his back, the smile full of warmth is ever present and never waivers. ]

There’s been a misunderstanding. Dying is something profound, not remembering doing so is impossible. But thank you for answering my questions, I have many more but I won’t burden you with them all at once.

[ the sticker tacked to his blue and white robe reads Michael and for those familiar with Lucifer, they could be forgiven for mistaking the two—they are twins, after all. the only glaringly obvious differences are the color of the six wings twitching behind him, which are solid white, the blue eyes, his demeanor and his grace. his rank affords him a great deal of confidence but the warmth he exudes is entirely genuine.

upon noticing someone else who also sports a name tag, he redirects his attention to them and gestures to the area around them. ]

It’s all rather daunting, isn’t it? To have so many clerical errors in one place. I suppose they are following the strength in numbers format, though it seems Heaven may be outmatched yet again.

Hell—

[ there is so much red.

at least that is the first thing that comes to mind when he finally sets foot in Hell. in the entirety of the last ten thousand years Lucifer has been banished, Michael never once attempted to visit him in his sunless prison. be it out of anger, hurt or shame, he chose to break off contact entirely and only had his imagination to rely on as far as Hell’s appearance.

he ignores the way the knot in his stomach twists despite an involuntary wince. so far from the radiant splendor of Heaven, he finds he actually has no words to describe what he is seeing. this is no mere prison, it may as well have been a death sentence for someone as full of hope as his brother had been.

a shout snaps him free from his thoughts and he turns just in time to witness several alarming things at once: people on fire, imps attacking those of a weaker constitution for their belongings and.. is that an imp getting roasted over over a fire? he pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a sigh. ]

Father, give me strength.

[ which, naturally, draws their attention to him. after what happened, he is far from surprised when they start walking over to confront him. instead of immediately going for his sword, he fans his wings and stretches them out to their full length. while not necessarily trying to intimidate them, he is giving them a warning. ]

I can appreciate your anger, but this isn’t a fight you can win. Walk away, I don’t want to shed blood here today. If nothing else, think of your loved ones and their devastation when you don’t return home.

[ for his efforts, he actually gets laughed at before they charge at him. if they knew who he was, and didn’t judge him on his size, maybe they would have chosen wisely. instead, the entire group is dispatched quickly—but he does not kill them, and smiles almost as if he were sympathetic. ]

Underestimating your opportunity can be deadly. In the future, please listen to reason. The next angel you attack will not be as merciful. Now that we’ve cleared the air, I have a question for you. For attacking me, I feel it’s a small price to pay.

[ he crouches down so the wounded imp doesn’t have to crane his neck to look at him. ]

Lucifer Morningstar, is he here?

Heaven—

[ Michael did not partake in the shirts in Hell but, thanks to an embarrassingly bad joke, he is now the proud owner of this shirt. rather than immediately attempt to mingle, he is taking the time to walk around and map out this version to see how closely it resembles his own. from the moment of his arrival, he already knew something was off with how badly they dropped the ball on clerical issues. while not uncommon, he knows his own records are meticulous and that this level of negligence would be punished.

allowing people to come and go between both sides is a disaster waiting to happen. it isn’t a matter of if but when the scales will tip and send them to war all over again. while remaining amiable to everyone he passes, anyone who is a demon may notice him paying them extra attention, especially if they appear formidable. having no intention to attack unless arms are taken up against him first, he is simply being cautious.

new home, new rules, he will learn all of them before making any rash decisions. but, while not the home he remembers, it is a version of it, so he will protect it and those residing within it fiercely. both from fellow residents and pushy cherubs.

a hand carefully plucks a cherub out of the air after he sees them accosting some poor soul. he looks like some kind of exasperated father but there is no anger in his voice. ]

Free will means they can make their own decisions about their wardrobe. Shouldn’t you be looking into the clerical errors? [ when the cherub squeaks and flies away, he turns that same smile on their victim. ]

I often wonder what He had in mind when He created them. From experience, I can tell you they have always been that way but I’ll apologize for their enthusiasm nonetheless.

hell.

[applesolutely]

He is.

[ thankfully, after their father's arrival and subsequent departure, lucifer's reaction to his brother arriving is less surprised. it is, however, still pretty heated even if he's not yelling.

michael's twin steps up before him and the imps scatter, visibly relieved for the angel to be distracted even if lucifer doesn't hold the same level of power here as he does in the real hell.

they're still clearly twins, of course. lucifer looks much the same as he ever did even if his color scheme is now red instead of a matching blue. his right eye is strange though, pupil and iris having been exchanged for a deep red ouroboros. there's also a gleaming gold mark at his wrist, a vaguely sinister-looking radio with antlers, but it's currently hidden by his sleeve. he's still wearing his wedding ring to boot.

he has no halo of course, but also no horns, no tail, no wings on display today. even his goat hooves are hidden in his shoes.

he sets his jaw slightly as he regards michael and then tilts his head, forcing himself to release the tension. ]

I should've realized you'd show up after dad did. What do you want, Michael?

[ tired and maybe a little bitter. "little." ]

[truthliesinspace]

[This seems like a normal well adjusted guy. Look at that smile, he's going places. Kaito gives him a thumbs up, tail wagging.]

Well, no use dwellin' on it! It'll be fixed eventually, so don't sweat it. So in the mean time. . .

What would YOU wanna be called? It's temporary, so you call yourself whatever! My name's Kaito Momota--Luminary of the Stars and Ultimate Astronaut! Nice to meet ya.

[admonish]

Nothing that you can give me. If I had a choice in the matter, I wouldn’t be here.

[ here in this place, here with him in Hell—it can be taken either way, and he makes no attempt to distinguish between which option he is referring to. Michael does not face him right away but watches the others run away with their tails tucked between their legs.

funny, the brother he remembers wouldn’t have struck fear in the heart of anyone. when they have rounded the corner, he stands up and turns to regard him but it’s obvious he is still on alert. ]

He was here and the clerical errors were allowed to continue? Either they’re brazen, foolish or we are in trouble. There is too much to contend with back home, our time is wasted here.

[ our time. whatever this place is, neither of them should be here. if they are here, then who is looking after both sides in their stead? while musing to himself, he takes a closer look at Lucifer’s eye and makes a face. he almost asks about it, but this isn’t the time for small talk. ]

If this place can take Him, it can take anyone. Who has that kind of power?

[applesolutely]

Good, because I have nothing to give you.

[ it's a little funny: he'd been doing better, making a space for himself, coming back into his own, and now he's frustrated and angry again. he clicks his tongue in annoyance once, but then sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, shrugging one shoulder. ]

Hah! He wasn't here long, so clearly he sent himself back home. Seemed like he was having a good time for the most part. We had a talk. I still don't know if he was actually dragged here or he put himself here to make a point. It feels pointless to speculate.

[ it's impossible to tell, with him. there's less ire in him than there used to be about their father, but it's not like michael ever saw him at the worst of it so he won't know that this is lucifer softened about it. though, lucifer acquiescing to talk to their father at all is something positive. ]

There are a lot of people from home here and many that aren't. As far as I'm aware, there's no one here from our version of Heaven but you. There's no rhyme or reason to it though, there was a fucked up sapient asparagus here the other day, haha! He wanted to meet dad but I'm not sure if he did or not. Time's a little... [ he wobbles a hand slightly. ] here. It's impossible to tell how much time is passing at home in comparison to how much is passing here, and even just in this place it gets weird.

[admonish]

You also could have remained hidden and I’d have been none the wiser. It was formality. This is a version of your domain, there is a reason I haven’t ventured in further.

[ despite whatever ire he feels he is a staunch advocate of rules and, in a place where he is a guest of sorts, permission is necessary. truth be told, he never expected him to slither out of the shadows to actually greet him, so this meeting is off to a decent start. ]

He works in mysterious ways, but even that has its limits. If He willed himself here, you know He would have started delegating tasks. When He said he was going on vacation, I don’t think this place is what he had in mind. You spoke?

[ he pauses, telling himself it obviously went as well as can be expected if he is discussing it with him. which means it must be his turn to talk with him—which isn’t going to happen right now. Michael even takes a step back and nods, turning as if meaning to leave when Lucifer continues the conversation.

he never did know when to be quiet. thankfully his back is to him and it hides the quick smile that a memory draws out of him. when he glances behind him, the smile softens. ]

A talking vegetable? Everyone wants to meet Him at some point in their lives, that doesn’t surprise me. He hasn’t taken an active role in things for a while now, if He was missing we likely wouldn’t have noticed. Things have been hectic to say the least.

[ enjoy the uncomfortable silence that follows as he weighs the options of sticking around and going back up. ]

[applesolutely]

What, and miss welcoming you to said domain? Hardly! I'm nothing if not a good host, brother.

[ a beat passes. he considers that he doesn't have to keep going, that he really can just walk the fuck away, but. he doesn't. of course he doesn't. it's stupid, idiotic, and michael isn't dad. dad isn't michael. the fact that dad said something kind to him means nothing for how michael feels even if the fact that he can't tell exactly how michael feels with a single glance anymore makes him feel irreparably broken more than almost (almost) anything else. ]

He complained about it ruining his vacation, but he did delegate tasks. Or, well, one. To me.

[ an important one. the most important one he's ever gotten, he thinks. he remembers what dad said about being mad at michael, too, and and why. his jaw sets again, but only briefly.

because michael being surprised about the talking vegetable has him feeling genuinely vindicated in his own fluster about it. ]

Not everyone wants to meet dad, Michael, but this guy sure did. [ he pauses again, this time a little longer. ] Hectic is certainly a delicate way to put it.