heckinooc | 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:
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-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!

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[Someone's always watching! And it's not them and it's weird.]

No idea how long it's supposed to be around, but better safe than sorry. [She'd rather not have to deal with whatever the fallout is of him completely failing. Whatever that even means. Does he die? Is he just in hibernation? This is Hell...] Yeah, Heaven doesn't seem to give a shit about people going between there and here other than some side-eying, which fair. [She lived, bitch!!!

Vox is not at all convincing her and she's letting out a loud huff and shoving at him.]

Bullshit. If you haven't noticed: we don't have fuckall power here. The fuck do you think you're going to do when he has a fucking time advantage over us? Better to just give him his space and work on our own shit. That and he doesn't really seem to be aggressive about anything since I was, you know, an adult and talked to him.

[It's not right. But they'll fix it. Just give them time...]

If we can wander up there whenever we want, what's the point of separating us at all?

[Hey-! He huffs and shoves right back.]

Vel. You of all people know how to build power at record speeds. We're gonna be back on top in no time. [A beat.] ...I can be civil. So long as he keeps that trap of his shut.

[See, this is the version of Vox she likes. Not the weird grudge one!]

Your guess is as good as mine~ Though us going up there is probably less of a problem than the other way around. If the people here are just as bloodthirsty as home. [They probably are, in her experience. But whateeeeever.

Wow, rude, how dare you shove her! She's actually going to look like she's almost falling off balance before fixing herself, biting back a laugh. It's not that serious.]

Oh and I am, dearest~ But it still takes time and you also know he's also a persuasive type and the people new here don't seem to understand the consequences of contracts, so... [Easy pickings, basically. It's been wild to her to see how easy it can be, not that she's gotten any yet, but details.]

Good boy~ Just out of the kindness in my heart [HAH] I'll talk to him later about keeping things civil because I'm not interested in getting caught up between the two of you idiots when there's bigger shit to deal with.

[Hmmph, he's very well aware of just how persuasive Alastor is. But- Velvette is right. Fresh faced in Hell is not the time to start making good on past threats. He needs power to take down the Radio Demon, and for now that is something he sorely lacks. Still, it doesn't stop him from flashing Vel a petulant look.]

He owes us. But I know. I'll keep my claws off him for now, happy?
How many do you have so far? [Contracts. Vel flew onto the scene before, surely she must have a good little collection by now.]

[Oh, he can pretend that that's a thing that can happen as much as he likes, she's not terribly interested in entirely stopping him from making a fool out of himself. It doesn't tarnish her reputation, just his. Which is not her problem at the end of the day.

That petulant look gets him a narrowing of her eyes in warning.]

Owes us for fucking what? [WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT, VOX.] I'm fine with that, yeah.

[... Aw shit.]

Social media takes a while to really hook people in and it's been something like maaaaaaybe a week? So nothing yet but you know how it is, you have to get eyes and ears on you first so that you have something to pretend to offer them. [AKA: she's not worried about it.]

[A current of electricity jumps between his antennas.]

Seven years ago.

[But no- he's fine. He's calm.]

So...nothing?

Oh, you're still stuck on that? Darling, maybe get out of the fucking past?~

[Is he? That sounds fake.

However, she frowns immediately and rolls her eyes.]

It takes time, you dickhead. I'd like to see you try and immediately get a soul or two building from fucking scratch. Lucky I like you.

Ḩ̶̺̗̬͙͎̠̗͍̹̘̹͓̈́͋̏̿̈̌̏̽͗͗̒̅͝Ḛ̶̡̪̰̗̭̗̤̹̰͍̼̭̲̹̰̞͊͆́̊̍͂͐̎̂'̴̧̡̲̰̠̹̜͙̬͇̯̉͗́̑̈́͒̆̚͜͠Ş̴̞͎̥̞̫̪̻̙̪̰̯͑͒̚ ̵͒̍ the one stuck in the- [nope...nope- he's CALM. He's fine.]

Is that a bet Vel? [He chuckles, more than confident he can get the job done with all the added experience.] I'm sure I can get at least one in the next week. [Brows arch pointedly on his screen, egging her on to agree.]

[She's not holding her breath about him not getting into a fight with Alastor the second he runs into him, honestly. But that is a Vox problem and not a her problem, so whatever.]

If you're going to see it as a bet, what are you going to bet? [Not like they have much to begin with or fuck around with, so she's not even sure what he wants to get out of that. She can think of one thing, technically, but there's no way in any Hell that she'd be that stupid.]

I'm already busy enough getting everything going, so it oughta be worth my time~

[With any regular sinner the answer would have easy. A soul. Vox would in and that'd be that. But he prefers a sure thing to anything too risky, besides which he has no interest in own Velvette or Valentino. They work far better as a unified trio.]

A favour. Whatever the winner chooses. Losing party can't refuse.

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