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

[deerlisteners]

Some new things, I suppose. [he'll allow it. But he's always gonna hate TV, pal, thems the breaks.

His smile widens a bit at the blood. It's always fun to get a rise out of Vox]

Hmmmhmmhmmm, well. If you stick around long enough this time, I'm sure you'll be subject to more than just a hue shift eventually. [This time?]

[viewerdiscretionadvised]

[Some how that's even more infuriating. And so very him to have a change of heart in any area but the one Vox wants.] Oh bravo, Alastor. At this rate you'll be entering the 21st century right around the time we reach the 22nd.

[His taunting smile falters.]

...This time? [It doesn't seem like Alastor usual sort of joke, even the ones where he doesn't quite get the punch line in time. The fuck does he mean this time? He'd remember a thing like this. It's humiliating, all that power just- gone.] What are you talking about?

[deerlisteners]

[You know what'll REALLY get your goat, Vox? His radio station! He has cassettes and CDs even! And an employee who makes digital music. THE HORROR.

Alastor puts his hand to his mouth]

Oopsie-doodles, I've said too much. Hmmm, I wonder what it could mean? Well, anyway--!

[viewerdiscretionadvised]

[It's a good thing Vox doesn't control the power grid here, or it might blow once he finds out.

His eyes narrow sharply, mouth a thin line of pixels.]

Do you really need to make a game out of everything?

[deerlisteners]

[That IS an unfortunately side effect of his temper tantrums... otherwise, Alastor would probably cause them all the time back home]

Well, we are in a casino. What better place to play games? Oh ho ho!