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TDM 005: Ch-ch-changes!

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A, Garden Level - Autumn Celebrations!
[It may be November in the real world but when you're dead time is fake! So this week/month GARDENFEST is happening...........aka a bootleg mishmash of Oktoberfest and an Xmas Market. In general: PARTY TIME.

Drinks! Foods! Bad singing!! Drunkenly built gingerbread houses! You're thrown in a festive identity clash of imps and cherubs in the garden playing music that doesn't match or shoving drinks at you. Don't worry, if you don't want a mug of beer, it might just be gingerale! Anyway sorry you died but PARTY PARTY JOIN US JOIN US--]

B, Hell Level: ICE to meet you!
[Down at the HellRaiser hotel, the hellish amenities await your every need, but spooky season is over. Aside from the usual, er, allure of Hell, it also seems to be slowly freezing over. Ruh roh. It's not much now, but occasionally you may be hit by a teeny tiny icicle as you explore, awww. Other times it's a whole fucking STALACTITE crashes down on you. Better dodge or hope someone pushes you out the way!! Look out for slick sidewalks too!

Otherwise, hey have some fun in Hell!! Go to a club, get some drugs, go to a casino, win and get mugged!! Ever have a drink made out of literal MAGMA? Go on, try it!! Slaps hell's cobbled brimstone you can fit so much chaos down here!]

C, Heaven Level: Spice, spice, baby.
[Heaven-side, the cherubs are ready to welcome you and give you the VIP treatment!! Massages! Manipedis! Lavish outfits and attention! You can raise your hand and just get a fucking cat sat on your lap! Truly, this is bliss!!

Oh, but it's also cozy season in Heaven! So along with the best fits for the chillier weather, There are an assortment of beverages being offered by angels for you to sample (CW Mind Manipulation):

Apple Spiced Latte- Tasty and earthy! But you suddenly feel more subservient.
Cranberry Spiced Latte- A bit tart but it works. This might make you sassier than usual.
Stuffing Spiced Latte- There is no effect. Why would you drink this you monster.

For the TDM you can find small cherub-run kiosks with these drinks on any level you prefer! If that's not your cuppa joe, feel free to explore the beauty of Heaven per usual! The beach! Boardwalk! All the cafes!! Whatever heaven should have, you can likely find it.]

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[Generally she might look to see who's joining in on this little conversation, but she's a little busy keeping her attention on the guy that's already looking like he's going to piss himself on the spot.]

Damn right that I'd make good on that promise! Done much worse than just that~ And~ Not. A. Single. Person. Would know where the body went. Or to pin it on me. So I suggest you take that advice and get to running before I take the effort of getting my heel off. [Luckily he manages to get himself together to run off with his tail tucked between his legs while Velvette is snickering before yelling after him.] Remember my name, baby, might just save your afterlife one day!~

[Once that's done she's going to casually turn around while wiping her skirt off, absolutely laughing now as if it was all just some kind of game where she didn't absolutely threaten to torture and kill a man. Normal day in Hell but not a normal one when someone is actually testing her patience on the street. Especially while looking up at Nanao.]

Generally it's not a smart idea to be getting in someone else's business, you know, especially out on the streets of Hell. [It's only then that she lets herself look him over, but very clearly not in a fun way as her amusement quickly sours into a frown and disgust.] What in the Nine Rings are you even wearing? That's even more dangerous than getting up in my business, babes~

Edited 2024-11-07 06:56 (UTC)

No one has ever done wrong for the world when they had a 'good reason'. Surely.

[If his tone was any drier it would be actively sucking moisture out of the air.]

The clothes are part of it, knocking them into doorways and displays is another. Really, if it wasn't for the superior accommodations in Heaven, I would think I was being punished.

[Getting on an ice rink? Nah, miss her with that shit, but when there's someone amusing to watch, maybe Velvette will actually find the wherewithal to actually investigate by perching on the rails of the rink to make her poor 5'6" self look a little taller than she actually is.]

You really think they're going to know anything? I would take a wild guess that the Big Boss is probably the fuckin' King of Hell, but also could just be existing in Hell in general, a lot of weird shit happens in Hell... Hells now, I guess, since this is absolutely a different one than the one I know. [Such as she's pretty sure this isn't the Ring she's familiar with nor was there fucking ice everywhere. Or the fact they let people go between Hell and Heaven.]

'Sides, if it's all some clerical error, might as well run with it and see what happens. Hell is Hell after all and you can do all the awful evil shit you want and no one's going to really give a fuck. Wanna fleece someone of all their belongings? Sure, normal Tuesday. Shank a man for looking at you wrong? Babes, that happens every day in the middle of the streets. Hell's for demons and sinners~ [Says the woman that, if he looks barely hard enough, clearly has the markings similar to a ball-jointed doll.]

And most of the shit these weirdos peddle isn't gonna do shit anyway unless you're one of the freaks that still thinks it's cool to decorate with grim shit.

[Nanao waves off the other guy, a cheery smile on his face. He always feels good when people try their shot and fail miserably... it's great blackmail material. Rest assured, Nanao's memorised the guy's face and is already making plans to find him and strike a contract with him.

The woman's laughter comes as a bit of a surprise as Nanao genuinely thought she was perturbed by the whole experience, even though she dealt with it wonderfully. The blonde looks back down at her.]

I wouldn't say I really got involved. People do more than throw their five cents worth here.

[He blinks dumbly before he looks at his cardigan and shirt with his three-quarter pants.] Hm? What's wrong with this? It's a bit chilly with all this ice around, is all.

[If she doesn't get to him first, Nanao, but that's a question for another time entirely. Since right now she's got other business to attend to and it's whatever is going on with this poor guy. Like the colors. And the everything else.]

Well~ You never know when who you're getting into the business of is someone that wants you nosing in with commentary and some take offense to it and their ire turns to you instead. Not that I really care, just know people who would. [She can think of at least one right off the top of her head.

His dumb look about all of it and the comments is almost precious in a way, he really has no idea how terrible that looks.] You... really don't see what's wrong with it? Why is it always me that has to do this... [Because someone is way too into fashion is why, but details are unimportant.]

Let me make this simple for you then, darlin', out of the tiny bit of goodness in my long dead heart. The colors clash, the clothing choices together clash. If you're wearing a cardigan why the fuck is it open? That's just lazy. And three-quarter pants went out of style aaaaages ago. [In fact, she's actually going to look at her phone for a second as she starts typing in something to it. She's quiet as she does so until she looks back up and her disgust has turned into a fang-filled grin.]

Maybe I'm feeling like a good samaritan today since evidently I gotta start all over while I'm here...

"The help" isn't taking a hint, and there's no reason to leave what constitutes the lobby of this place if this is in fact a clerical error. They should be rectifying it now!

[So generally Kaiba isn't this uncontrolled in a situation like this, but no one understands that he just launched himself across dimensions from space and he still hasn't made it to his rival.

Excuse him for being less than gracious.]

If you don't care, then why bother interfering?

[Oooh, this one actually has claws and doesn't seem as unhinged as she expected. Bonus points. Not that it at all stops her grin nor does she look remotely bothered by anything he's saying, in fact she merely shrugs.]

You must be new to all of this. Heaven and Hell never do anything in a timely fashion and have the most red tape you will have ever seen. That is if they give even a singular fuck about the actual problem, so you'd be better off planting your ass somewhere until they maybe figure it out because it'll be a while. [For once she's actually being honest about this particular fact, even if she's sure there's some people that can skirt the line, it won't be any of them.]

Did you not hear the part where I said it's the funniest shit I've seen all day? But, really, you at least seem interesting to prod at to see what you'd do if it was encouraged. Surprised to find that you actually do seem to have a brain under all of that, not complaining but it's a rarity for Hell. At least I'm sure your whole look screams they put your ass in Hell.

That's fair. Who am I to get in the way of people going for what they want to do. [Even if it is murder or torture. It's just Nanao sometimes can't keep his mouth shut - it's a weakness, he knows.

Nanao's never been criticized for his fashion before, so he's almost startled by her comments. He stares at her as she rattles off what's wrong with what he's wearing. And... well, he disagrees. Green and browns are fine together, even if they do clash with the redness of his horns. The cardigan's open because it looks better than buttoning it up. The pants... well, he doesn't know if it's out of style but the outfit fits together.

Her words and her grin cements something in his mind: This... this is surely a troublesome person. Maybe she was right about attracting the wrong sort of attention.]

Mmmm... If that's what you think of me, then you're really not going to like what my friend is wearing over there. [Nanao points behind Velvette. And then if she turns around, he'll leg it.]

Exactly~ Tempers also flare here pretty quick and pretty often, so better to not make commentary when that's going down. Watch it, sure, but keep your distance and your mouth shut. [Poor boy is going to learn sooner than later, probably. If this version of Hell is like the one she knows, there's not a single consequence to doing something out of pocket so you may as well to get a point across.

Troublesome person probably sums her up pretty well, even if she does actually have the credentials to be picking apart someone's outfit, mostly. But when he attempts to steer her direction elsewhere, she merely hums and does not take her attention off of him.]

Nice try but I actually have a brain. If you had friends with you they would have already joined you here when it was obvious I wasn't going to make you my next target or would have already said something. Cute tactic, does it work often?

I never ascribed to the notion of Heaven and Hell, so to say I'm disappointed would indicate that I had any standards in place. But if it's like you say...hmm.

[He crosses his arms and his tail flicks from side to side in an annoyed pattern. He's not used to it, so he doesn't really take notice.]

Your point is noted. If I'm going to be here for some time, then I'll have to take control of my situation immediately.

[The crazy part about it is that he sounds like that's exactly in his wheelhouse. He's here for the forseeable future? Fine. He's not living in some hotel for the entire duration. He can do better.

When the woman gives him her backhanded compliment, Kaiba smirks. Hard to be offended when you don't give a damn about the opinions of most others, but he is amused by her assessment.]

And I'd say you're right about where I'd end up. Heaven's not the kind of place you put someone like me. But if you're right, and Hell's full of idiots, then it'll be easy enough to rebuild myself off their backs.

[If he intends to amuse himself, then he'll have to yoke the masses as effectively as he had back home. He's no stranger to building oneself up from the ground floor. The ambition is palpable.]

From what I've seen of it so far, it's a pretty shitty version of Hell. The one I was from before I got dragged to this weirdo version of it was certainly far more fun if you wanted to cause some real chaos. But I guess they're purposefully keeping us from seeing the real part of it. [Which is a real downer, actually, but whatever, she can run with it.

Controlling the situation immediately? Rebuild himself off their backs? Oh this is sounding familiar and she's immediately intrigued to keep poking at him and see what else she can learn.]

That is exactly how you do it. I'll give you this one for free: the Hell I was in before I got here I was an Overlord, basically the top of the food chain in the Pride ring specifically. And while there's a bunch of idiots there, there's always a few that are actually intelligent and able to figure out how the system works and how to work it.

And if there is anywhere like here, you're going to need souls. Meaning you make contracts with other sinners for whatever-the-fuck they want, generally it's basic shit like protection or fame or whatever, but then you own their damn soul. The more you got, the more powerful you are. Some go it alone, sure, but in my experience you can do it quicker and be more powerful as a combined unit with someone else. [Is she giving him more than she probably would anyone else? Absolutely. But if she has to rebuild everything...]

There were three of us each in a different field of entertainment, which is a great way to control people as I'm sure you're well aware of. Just sayin'. [And leaving a few crumbs to see if he picks them up or not.]

That doesn't seem particularly fun. [For him, that is. He knows what she's saying is good advice... But much like her fashion critiques, Nanao has a feeling he may not take that to heart.

Nanao gives her a cool smile as she calls him out. He gives a nonchalant shrug, a laugh in his voice.]

It works surprisingly more often than you'd think. People don't usually think about what I say. They just... look. But I guess I'll have to try a little harder to get away from you before you decide to show me your charity. [Because he senses shenanigans and he doesn't want any part of it.]

It's not, but it's not exactly quick or fun to have to regenerate after someone fucks your shit up. [Or pull yourself together if you happen to get dismembered, but you know, same thing different day.

He's at least keeping her attention somewhat despite not seeming interested in what she's saying, so that's a great sign.]

Oh boy. Guessin' you were in some kind of entertainment work before you got here? Because that sounds like the usual situation with them. [Not that she'd know, but beside the point entirely.] ... What? You think I'm going to drag you to a store or something? Luv, I literally can just wave a hand and make your current clothing look like an entirely different outfit. If you don't want it then whatever, other than believing you have no fashion taste, but you certainly wouldn't be the first to think you know better than a fashion designer.

Noted. But with any luck, I will be able to kiss someone first and then I don't have to worry about any of those things. [He says, not bothering remotely to explain himself.]

Nope. I'm just about to graduate high school. My little ones can be so foolish sometimes though... same as my other classmates.

[A blink.] Yeah... sorta. That's usually what happens in these scenarios, doesn't they? I'm not against trying new things. I more just didn't want to get caught in an over complicated scenario... again. [He's used to getting caught in bullshit.]

Uh. If that's how you want to go about doing a contract with someone, I guess? [She has absolutely zero idea about what he actually means.

About to graduate high school.]

Oh, you're baby baby, then. [Look, just because you die and end up in Hell doesn't mean you lose your entire vocabulary from online spaces. She sure hasn't.] Not that teenagers can't be in the entertainment industry or anything, but I guess that's a valid point against my argument.

[Again. Man, this kid is really getting into some weird shit, isn't he? She'd almost feel sorry for him if she had sympathy to really give anyone.] If I wasn't able to do that, then yeah that'd probably be what would happen. But sometimes you die and you get better ways to do things. Like that. But nah, I'm a fashion designer, this is quicker than having to go through something like that or if I need to put an outfit together quickly for a show if something stupid happens before it. [Like a dismembered model. Or someone tearing something. Or whatever other stupid thing happens when you live with a bunch of morons.]

What's your name, kid?

[Nanao simply smiles. He's not one to explain himself so he lets Velvette's assumption end the conversation.]

Technically, with how the Japanese school year is cut-off, I'm technically already an adult. [As in he's eighteen. Velvette is right. He's a baby.]

That makes sense. It sounds like there are some advantages to being dead besides horns and pretty wings. [Aside from the new way to activate his Knight form, Nanao's not had much luck with gaining new powers. Which sucks, considering he can't offer much for contracts if he can't blackmail someone. But whatever.]

Me? I'm Nanao. What's yours?

A) Garden
[Time is fake. Kieran could have sworn that it was April but now it's November without him realising. How weird.

However, considering Kieran's hair is still a writhing mass of red-purple variants of Hydrapple (making him look very similar to a teenage gorgon), a weird hiccup in time is the least of Kieran's worries.

So Kieran is just going to ball. And by ball, I mean just awkwardly stand to the side of the party, holding his cup of ginger ale as he looks nervously at the imps and cherubs.]

This is so weird...

[He reaches up to tug his hair and winces as one of the Hydrapple heads bites down.]

Ow! Sorry! Uh... Sorry me? Do I apologise to myself?

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B) Hell

[Dragons are weak to Ice. Grass is also weak to Ice. Meaning the cold weather is absolutely repulsive to Kieran at the moment. The poor country boy isn't used to the cold and will absolutely park himself in front of the nearest fire, wrapped in the biggest blanket he can find. This isn't so bad when he's at the HellRaiser hotel but on days where he's forced outside he might be found trying to sit in front of a bonfire full of partying imps or, even worse, climbing on top of the magma supply in a bar.]

It's so cold...

[He sounds almost like he's in a trance. But no, he's just cold. You may want to get him out of the way before he gets himself in trouble... or get him out of the way because he's in YOUR way!]

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C) Heaven

[Heaven is so much nicer. Kieran understands why he's not Heavensent but it's nice being able to use some of Heaven's amenities when he's bound for eternal damnation. It's still cold but the drinks here are good.]

Mmmmm... Stuffing spiced Latte. Reminds me of home, ya know.

That's not what I said. I said please watch where you're leaking. You're getting apple syrup everywhere.

Well, it's not everywhere. It's just around me...

That's not the point! Someone is going to slip! Or get stuck in that stuff!

[Kieran ignores the poor cherub and continues to drink. He may or may not have had a Cranberry Spiced Latte already.]

Edited 2024-11-07 09:22 (UTC)

[Mingling with the general populace is usually not on her list of things to really do or deal with, but it's not like she has much of a choice here. And, well, sometimes there's interesting things like whatever this magma drink nonsense is. She might be slightly annoyed she hadn't thought of it, but it certainly gives her some ideas on how to take and run with this at some point.

Her distraction over thinking about it is rudely interrupted when she sees someone doing something entirely stupid. Normally she'd let this go to see what hilarity comes from it, but she's fairly certain that will cause some contamination and bitch and let's just not, maybe.

Even being as small (by Hell standards) as she is, she's pretty good at getting onto things to make getting to taller stuff fairly easy. And immediately goes to grab for the poor boy by the back of his neck to forcefully try and tug him off of it and onto the floor.]

Are you stupid? [Great start.]

[Being a child, Kieran is also incredibly small and he's not exactly heavy. He's not thinking, much less ready to put up a fight. The young man gives a small squeak as he's pulled back and is thrown to the floor.]

Ow! Hey! I'm not stupid! I'm just cold...

[Kieran and all his Hydrapple heads look up at the woman indignantly. Then he looks around.] A-ah... hey. Where am I?

[Good thing, too, because she's fairly certain getting into the magma source is probably not a great idea.

Though his reply and those heads get a loud huff from her and her arms crossing over her chest with her head tilted at him.]

Diving into literal fucking magma is a pretty stupid way of warming up, more like becoming charcoal for a bit. [... And he really didn't know where he was? Jeeze.]

You're in a bar, muppet. And do me a favor and keep those snake beasties calm from me because I'm not really in the mood to be pulling things off of people right. Just saving their asses, evidently.

Edited (is2g I know how to spell snakes) 2024-11-07 11:01 (UTC)

W-wowzers! A bar? Like where people drink alcohol? [When did he get here? Kieran looks around with fresh eyes, ignoring the chill for a moment so he can take in their surroundings.] I'm surprised they let me in here...

Oh! Sorry! I don't really know how to control them. They've gots a mind of their own.

[Kieran reaches out to his hair and gently pats it. The serpents hiss but droop down, the heads going down to nuzzle against their owner.]

Uh... Thank you for saving me, miss...

[Give her a second to hide that laugh into a snort behind her hand, he really did not just say wowzers of all things.]

Welcome to Hell, kid, no one actually gives a fuck what age you are because you're already dead so why bother? Generally keep a watch on your drink and probably avoid the drug depots unless you know what the drug'll do. [Why is she even giving him advice? Eh. Not like she has anything better to do as she reaches to grab her martini of all things off the table where she was before she had to go playing hero.]

Some Medusa-shit, huh? Whatever, just not keen on getting bitten by someone's wayward hair, not that it'd probably do much... [She's dead. Not like she can die from much outside of angelic steel. It's probably fine.

Oh right, names. She might as well since it might work in her favor in the future for some kind of weird clout, who knows.]

Velvette~ Or Vel if you're too lazy to use the full name, I guess. Wouldn't get used to people saving your ass from yourself, though~

I guess so... but... that's crazy. [He'll probably give alcohol a miss but... at the mention of drugs he'll exchange looks with one of his Hydrapple heads.] I wonder if Calcium would help me get stronger.

[Because Pokemon drugs. Oh wait, he is talking to someone now! Focus!]

Oh! They don't really bite. They're just sticky... they drip apple syrup like a real Hydrapple.

I'm Kieran! Thank you, Velvette! I'll try be more careful... just... ugh... it's just so cold, you know.

Ehhhh, is it? You don't really age in Hell, either, so you never know if the person that looks like a kid really is a kid or was a kid and now has been around here for like one hundred years. It's pretty wild. [Aging is stupid, what's the point?

The mention of calcium with drugs merely gets a head tilt out of her, she just... she won't touch that one. Let him figure it out the hard way or for the depots to tell him to get out of here for some basic bitch shit.]

... Apple syrup? The fuck is a Hydrapple?

Kieran, huh, got it. Well~ It's usually not icy and cold down here, so not sure what's going on in that regard. Shouldn't last too long, though, since generally most of us don't bother with a whole lot of clothing. [She hadn't really noticed the cold too much until she almost got hit by one of the falling ice chunks, but whatever.]

Edited 2024-11-07 12:52 (UTC)

O-oh... that's right. I'm dead. Aging is what you do while you're alive... [That... really sucks how he'll never grow older. At least, until Hell and Heaven sort their paperwork out! Still, it's a depressing thought and Kieran's eyes go dark for a bit. Thankfully, his hair nudges him, making sure Kieran stays focused and can answer her questions.]

It's a Pokemon. Uh... a kind of monster from where I'm from. It's a bunch of dragons that live in a giant apple. They look like my hair but usually they're green.

[He shudders and pulls his jacket further up his body.] They don't do so well with the cold... so maybe that's why I'm so affected by it.

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