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

[tothosewhobait]

Oh…I wouldn’t say that. Right out the gate you have something of a head start. You do not have to work your way up from Hell AND you have access to a very valuable resource. That is to say…you have card advantage and quality both on your side.

[Sits as still as he can for the closer inspection, but the little wings on either side of his head do fluff up somewhat]

SR…skin…?

[gl00my]

I'll take your word for it. [Mr. Doesn't Care About Strategy is just hearing "congrats on your buffs".] Not that I was planning to work my way up from anywhere. I'm not about to waste my energy like that...

[Oh. That's right. Idia doesn't stop ogling the merchandise, so to speak, but he redirects some of his attention to being condescending.]

Oh, I forgot your Offline. [Heh. Smug.] SR-- that stands for "Super Rare", a step above "Rare" but below "Super Super Rare". Because let's not get big heads about it.

[tothosewhobait]

[Arches a slim eyebrow at that comment]

So you are content to sit back and wait for whenever they decide to get around to it? Do you realize where you stand in line for getting your "clerical error" resolved? Allow me to put it in perspective. I have been dead for six months. So you are in for quite the wait if you do not wish to be a little proactive.

[The little wings fold back flat against the sides of his head and Azul reaches up to adjust the halo so that it is perfectly straight, frowning slightly]

I will keep the other changes to myself then, lest it appear as though I am getting a "big head".

[gl00my]

[Idia's laugh comes out as more of a scoff than anything.]

Uh, yeah? I'm not like you, I'm not going to relegate my stats into unnecessary categories. Those imps said time works different here, right? So Ortho won't notice I'm gone and that's about all that matters. [A shrug and sardonic smile.] It's like a break from RL woes! Worst that happens is I lock in and game for 6 months. GG EZ.

[Then he makes a face.]

"Other changes"? You can't just say that and turn tail!

[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?

[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.

[gl00my]

[With a withered look he mutters under his breath--]

If it's not all bad why rush me...

[Then, with a sigh--]

What, dying wasn't in your 5 year plan?

[tothosewhobait]

[Stops in his tracks, turning to look at him]

No...Was it in yours?

[gl00my]

[His grin is all smug, exposing his shark teeth as he shrugs.]

That's why I don't have one-- never fails.

[tothosewhobait]

It can never succeed either.

[Glances at those teeth]

...merfolk are rather divided about death. So, I suppose there is some value in this experience beyond expanding the Mostro brand. That is, this certainly puts an end to that debate.

[gl00my]

I've already allocated my resources where I want them. I've got enough to worry about right now.

[Which one might think means addressing being dead, but in actuality means addressing his hobbies and being generally stressed out all the time.]

Debate? Like if there's an afterlife? [Scoffs.] The King of the Underworld is lit right there.

[tothosewhobait]

What are your worries? I might be able to alleviate some of them. Consider it a welcoming gift.

[Nods to the hotel staff and takes the lead on getting Idia checked in]

Some older generations of merfolk believe we become seafoam when we die. That we do not have souls, as it were.

[gl00my]

[Every introvert should be so blessed as to have someone else talk to service workers for them. Maybe this is Heaven after all? It's not in Idia's repertoire to talk openly in front of strangers, so he stays quiet until they walk away together, another checkpoint completed. Tailing after Azul, he sidesteps carefully around a couple of stray cherubs, who flutter by nonplussed.]

Mostly everything. You know... [An unspoken "you know how I am". Which is weirdly... a comfortable thought. Ironically that doesn't settle well in his chest. Quickly, he moves on.] Do they have BGs in Heaven? Ah-- [MORE IMPORTANTLY] They have Internet, right??

you got games on your phone?

[tothosewhobait]

[Reaches back to hand Idia his room keys without missing a step as he leads them towards the elevators]

You are in luck… There are board games and there is internet. If you would like, I have a couple in my room right now. We may not have a club room for us to meet in, but that does not mean we cannot engage in club activities still.

[gl00my]

[Accepts the keys, turning it around in his hand. This really is real, huh?

Idia visibly deflates with relief that there's Internet. Now to find some gaming companions.]

Yeah, I wanna see what they got here. And I wanna beat you at whatever that is.

[Says the guy who loses most of the time to Mr. Strategy here.]

[tothosewhobait]

[Fufufus, eyes lighting up at the challenge]

Oh? Awfully bold for someone who does not even know which games I have at my disposal.

[gl00my]

[Smirks, pocketing his keys-- seems he's got other places to be.]

Show me and I'll be more specific with my trash talk. [<-- delusional]

[tothosewhobait]

[Hums in amusement, pressing the button for his floor]

I suppose we will see about that, won't we?

[gl00my]

Heh. Yeah, we'll see.

[He leans against the back of the elevator, glancing behind Azul. A memory bubbles up again-- what the hell other changes was that guy talking about? Speaking of which.]

You spend six months training for Stratego?

[tothosewhobait]

I spent six months expanding the Mostro brand, thank you. Since neither Jade nor Floyd are here, I had to look for help. And on top of that, I have been working on my flying.

[Strides out of the elevator and to his door, opening it and stepping aside, allowing Idia inside....shock of the century, it looks like a pastel version of Octavinelle]

[gl00my]

I have to give it to you, your grindset is impressive. But flying? [His minds eye projects Azul clinging to his broom in class while doing just the same himself. He's perhaps charitable when he says:] ...Maybe we'll finally tie in our race to dead last.

[Stepping through the door, Idia's at a loss for words. His eyes are wide and can't seem to find a place to land.]

...Is this a hologram?

[tothosewhobait]

[Arches an eyebrow before surveying the room....taking in the tufted purple leather couch, the white and gold gilded coffee table, the aquarium wall, the ambient lighting and walls of books...before ultimately shrugging out of his jacket and draping it over the coat rack by the door. Dressed casually by Azul standards in a sweater and jeans. Who knew Azul even owned jeans?]

....no? I made sure it was fashioned after my dorm, of course?

[gl00my]

It's just [His hand hovers inches over that purple leather couch, hesitant, before running his fingertips along it.] pixel-accurate... Like you brought the whole dorm with you or something.

[Idia glances up at Azul's dressed-down appearance. It's. So bizarre. Like seeing a teacher out of school... if that teacher was also your friend somehow.]

I don't even know where to stand.

[That was supposed to be just a thought in his head tbh]

[tothosewhobait]

Do you not think it might be perhaps a little uncomfortable to stand for the entire game? You’re welcome to sit on the couch or the chair. I won’t accept any excuses about it when you lose.