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.]

OOC NOTES:
-I KNOW THIS TDM IS BIT LACKING SO TBH FEEL FREE TO PULL PROMPTS FROM OLDER ONES TOO, DO WHATEVS
-This TDM is open to all! You do NOT need to join the comm to play in it!
-As a reminder, THIRD CHARACTER APPS are now street legal!
-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

[sassian]

Employment? No thank you. I'd sooner spend whatever legth of time I'm stuck here sleeping on a public bench.

[He gives the wings a critical once-over.]

Bodily modifications. How quaint. Perhaps I may have my own when my "interim paperwork" is complete.

[unpaidovertime]

Too good for a little honest work? There's plenty of dishonest work to be found in Hell anyway. What did you do before you died?

[He puts a hand on his hip, he's not used to being on this end of the judgemental stare.]

They may be routine to you, but I didn't ask for them. And I don't particularly want them, even if I've finally gotten used to flying.

[sassian]

The issue is that I've done quite enough work altogether... But if you must have a short resume, I mostly spent my time raising empires and then demolishing them. I'm truly not interested in getting back into the business, especially as now there's no point to it.

[He smirks at the shift in stance.]

There really is no pleasing you mortals, is there? I've heard so many express their dreams of sprouting wings and flying, and here you are complaining about it.

[unpaidovertime]

I suppose it saves some time and resources to demolish what you've built, but it also sounds pointless.

[Nanami's wings puff out, annoyed and defensive. That's the real reason he doesn't like them, they give away his thoughts too easily.]

They're difficult to dress around, all of my suits have to be specially made to accommodate them. I'm sure the people who dream of them don't consider the practicalities of having them all the time.

[sassian]

Oh, I had good reason, though I daresay you wouldn't understand it. Suffice it to say, it was all in the name of a greater good which sadly never came to fruition.

[Oh that's precious. Mortals and their hollow sense of dignity...]

Ah yes, that is the drawback to not being able to create one's own clothes. Still, it seems a paltry price to pay..

[unpaidovertime]

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.

[sassian]

Oh dear, is that sarcasm I detect? How clever of you.

[And Emet's tone is is that which one might take when speaking to a particularly dimwitted child.]

I assure you, I know very well the lengths to which mankind is willing to go for the "greater good." It's something I've made great use of, in fact.

[He has himself a good little smirk about it.]

Oh, are the accommodations so superior? What's so good about it? A doubt it can make up for the awful glare.

[unpaidovertime]

I think I can see why you're not assigned to Heaven.

[And he can snark right back, thank you very much.]

If the light is too much for you you're going to be disappointed. But the room service in Heaven is quite a bit better, not to mention the treatment from the staff.