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

Adam | Hazbin Hotel | Hellbound (Take 2)

[originaldick]

A. Gardenfest

[ Stop me if you've heard this one. A totally cool, chill, handsome Angel gets killed by some totally lame, not chill, 2/10 hellbound and hellborne, and wakes up in...what is this? Heaven's waiting room? What the fuck? And they're serving cookies? What the fuck? Did that bitch Emily plan this? What the fuck is going on?

Either way, it's got cherubs and what could charitably called imps working together, and that's just wrong. You can tell from Adam's expression that he is not amused...but also, that he's not quite believing what's happening to him. ]

Ha ha, what the fuck is this? Ginger ale? No way, bitch. Get me some of that hard cider. And I mean hard. I don't care if this is a dream. Or a nightmare. I want to wake up in the infirmary with a fucking hangover!

[ Oh, did anyone mention that his face is now half a twisted mockery of his mask? Or how about the demonic, horns, wings, and infernal-looking outfit? The sick tail like the head of a guitar? No? Seems Adam hasn't noticed either... ]

B. Hell Freezes Over

[ By now, Adam knows he's in Hell, and that he's now mostly demonic...and he's absolutely depressed. The mighty leader of Heaven's army, brought low by his new lot in the afterlife, chilling literally on a sofa in the lobby as everything freezes around him.

He doesn't have to worry about that, of course. His demonic light has been replaced by hellfire. He won't freeze...he's just decided to turn up the temperature. As he depression loafs. Sighing. Loudly. Waiting for someone to come feel sorry for him.

It may or may not be melting a large icicle that is now precariously dangling above everyone's heads, threatening to drop down on everyone's heads.

If no one feels sorry for him? He'll be quite cross, throwing up his hands and yelling as even more fire burns up around him: ]

What's the big deal?! I'm in Hell! Aren't any of you sinners going to fucking console me?!

C. He Has A Degree In Karen

[ Cozy season! This would be fucking great...if there weren't a guy at the Gate holding up the exit to the elevator, and nay, stopping anyone from down below from getting into Heaven and also yelling at the Cherubs. ]

Nononono! This is all wrong! You can't just fucking let people from Hell walk in here! This is Heaven! It means nothing if anyone can just fucking come up here! Have some goddamn standards, you little fucksticks, for God's sake!

[ Then the cherubs start pushing HIM towards the Elevator, and... ]

No, wait! I didn't mean me! I belong up here!!! It's your dumb mistake that got me stuck downstairs in the first place! Just because you can't do your jobs--!

C. GOD he can’t take him anywhere

[admonish]

[ Commotions are a rare enough occasion up here that Michael takes notice, heaving an exasperated sigh before following the nosy onlookers to the source — the elevator. Delightful timing, he just got his sword back but, upon hearing a familiar voice, he groans.

Lute returns home and he gets Adam instead? That is hardly a fair trade. Look at him, having a tantrum up here like he pays the rent. For a moment, he considers turning on a heel and walking right back to his office, feigning ignore, but when he hears Adam arguing with them, he wades through the growing crowd.

Gently, he prods at one of the cherubs ushering him toward the exit and smiles apologetically. Undoubtedly, this isn’t the first time he has had to step in on his behalf. ]

I apologize for his actions, allow me to take charge of him and I will deal with this. If I’m not mistaken, he is a new arrival and has yet to learn the rules.

[ Pointedly, after folding his arms, he raises an eyebrow at Adam and nods his head in the direction of the cherubs and the Hellbound he was bullying. Apologize. He is not asking. ]

We come from the same world, I’ll take him under my wing.

[originaldick]

[ Adam is soon released, letting out a "That's right, you bitch!" at the cherubs, who give him a dirty look as they disperse...before he notices Michael, and his face lights up. ]

Michael, you son of a bitch! They sent you to this knock off Heaven, too? Guess they needed someone to officiate, huh? Couldn't have picked a better angel, I say! Except for me, ha ha!

[ He raises a hand for a high five. ]

How's it hangin, big guy?! Long and heavy and hard to carry, amirite? Now c'mon, don't leave me hangin'!

[admonish]

To babysit, you mean. Imagine my surprise when I stepped out of my office and my dismal day was suddenly brightened by your presence.

[ He lets him think that, at least, until he reaches beyond the extended hand to grab ahold of his ear and yank him in the direction of the hotel. ]

You have a lot of nerve waltzing up like this, as if your foolishness didn’t set anyone back several years. Also, I would never leave you hanging, you are coming with me.

[ This multitasking extraordinaire can tug Adam along, look at his phone and continue to dodge the other people around them without bumping into them. ]

You do realize there is nothing that can be done for you, don’t you? The deal between Heaven and Hell has been broken, you are now a sinner and— [ He pauses, glancing over a shoulder and up at the first man. Only then does he let him go. ]

With your incredibly helpful hands, you proved my niece right. Sinners can be redeemed. Plans have changed, Adam.

[originaldick]

[ Adam lets out several foul curses that would definitely be censored even in an r-rated movie as his ear is grabbed, but when Michael starts explaining, his eyes widen in disbelief, before briefly turning into hateful, smoldering rage at the explanation of sinners being redeemed.

No, it's impossible. Disgusting. Perverse, even. And believe Adam, he knows perverse. This is it, and not in the fun way. He briefly begins to snarl...before remembering who he's talking to, and he chokes down the bile, forcing the bones in his face to crack and twist into a smile. ]

Is. That. So? That changes. Everything!

[admonish]

More than you realize, yes, so be prepared. While everyone can travel freely between both sides, the Heavenbound are frequently targeted in Hell and the Hellbound are not given any preferential treatment in Heaven.

[ Very much like home. He folds his arms, mulling over the information he needs to give him sooner rather than later. The more the better, he doesn’t want to clean up mistakes here. ]

This version of Heaven is a poor substitute and the cherubs are even more.. trying than usual. [ He is trying to polite. ] A lot has happened, we can discuss it once you have settled in. You should have a room at the hotel down there.

[ Is he going to regret this next bit? Probably. Yes. ] You might have lost your grace, but you were one of us. Provided that you don’t tamper with my things, you are free to use my hotel room. I can and will revoke that privilege if that rule isn’t followed.

Understood? [ As it is as clear as crystal to him, he starts to move on. ] If you have questions, ask them.

C

[faithfulservant]

[Javert can't help but make a face at this obnoxious scene going on by the elevator. There was obviously some confusion going on.]

If they didn't want us to travel back and forth they wouldn't have given us access. I doubt it's your job to judge who comes and goes here. I suggest your back off and start letting people through!

[Javert stated firm tone as he made his way over. He doubted this was going to go smoothly. He was familiar with these type of people.]

[originaldick]

[ Adam scowls at this interloper, pushing the cherubs away and raising both middle fingers at Javert. Double deuces. ]

Yo, first of all, who the fuck are you? Second of all, do you even know who I am?! I'm fucking Adam. The Adam. First man Adam. What do a bunch of cherubs fucking know about this sort of thing, anyway?! They need real angels like me to tell them what to do!

[faithfulservant]

[Javert merely eye rolled at the gesture and comments.]

First of all, I really don't care who you are. Secondly, religion means nothing to me. So your importance I could care less about. What I do care about is that you are disrupting the peace.

[originaldick]

Religion means nothing to you?! Dude, you say that when you're in HEAVEN?! And they still didn't send you to Hell?! Unfair, dude!

[ This has nothing to do with the problem Adam is causing... ]

[faithfulservant]

It could be the fact that you are preventing people from coming and going.

[He stated with crossed arms.]

B

[bugbeverage]

[ Adam may very well smell Beetlejuice before he hears him--or feels him rather. A long striped arm walks its way along the back of the sofa on two fingers before draping over one of the First Man's shoulders. ]

Awww, what's eatin' ya, buddy?

[ Who better to comfort a newly dead demon than MR EMPATHY HIMSELF. He's been practicing and he's, like, so good at this now. For real. ]

[originaldick]

[ Adam jumps and screams, trying to claw Beetlejuice's arm off of him. ]

Aaaah! Bad touch! Bad touch! Get off me, man! I'm not into dudes! And as for what's wrong with me...!

[ He smooths out his infernal robes, scowling. ]

That's none of your damn business!

[bugbeverage]

[ He chuckles darkly as he holds his hands up in the universal no-weapons gesture. Beetlejuice watches Adam fuss and freak out and ahhhh, he needed this, he thinks. ]

Hey now, you were the one wanting to be consoled. Let me console you.

Yeah, let 'em console you!

[ A second Beetlejuice is now sitting on the other side of Adam, his hands pleated below his chin and his little wings fluttering. ]

[originaldick]

[ Adam is about to reply, when his head snaps in the direction of the sound of the second Beetlejuice, and he lets out an "uuuuuuuuuuuuugh". ]

Oh my god, you're one of those karmic reality warping trickster assholes! I so do not fucking need this bullshit today!

A.

[astrogator]

[Arilanna Tayrey's standing off to the side, listening to this outburst. She's seen enough demons by now that his appearance doesn't shock her, and she recognises all too well the confusion of a new arrival.

The young woman steps forward, her bright blue military uniform possibly making her look far more official than she actually is. Her halo gleams.]

I hear you. It's rough, and it doesn't seem real, yes? Dying. Being here.

[She has resigned herself to the fact that she will not be waking up in an infirmary, because false hope is too much to bear, but she's going to be careful with this tall demon.]

Re: A.

[originaldick]

[ Adam eyes her Halo, and for a moment, his eyes light up with jealousy. And resentment. Like he knows this isn't a dream. But then he softens, and he laughs, before shaking his head. ]

Babe, none of this is real. Like, for real, could a bunch of zeroes from Hell really kill an alpha male like me? Nah. I'm fine. I just kicked so much ass my body couldn't take it. Yeah.

[astrogator]

[She'd known she was dying. It never occurred to her before how much easier that must have made things, how she might have reacted to all this had it been sudden. Tayrey doesn't tell lies, even kind ones, but she decides not to confront him directly on the issue. Some things take time.]

My name's Tayrey. [There's a slight edge to her voice. Try as she might, she can't help but let some of that disgruntlement at being called babe show. Hardly a fitting way to address a Tradeline officer.]

Take my advice. The cider here is good, but getting drunk on it isn't going to help, especially if you- [she tilts her head] -you were in battle? What happened?

[originaldick]

[ Adam could care less about her name. He never cares about women's names. Unless their name is Lute, or one he's named himself. ]

Oh, you won't believe this! They tried to stab me in the back! While I was giving them a chance to surrender!

B

[emperorsnewclothes]

[Among the throes of demons and imps freezing their tails off, there's at least one heavenly figure trying to make their way through as swiftly as possible. Because who would want to hang out in this dump, huh? Geeze louise.

He hasn't even noticed the dangerously precarious icicles overhead. Just the mopey demon moping it up in his fire pit.]

Hey, brimstone head! Any more smoke and flame and I think you might set off the sprinklers in here.

Re: B

[originaldick]

[ Adam sends up both middle fingers without looking at Jack, his flames somehow flaring up even hotter. ]

Good. The shitlickers in this dump deserve to suffer even more.

B.

[supersaver]

[Oddly enough, Ochako goes down to Hell a lot, probably because one of her close friends and classmates has been sorted here, and with it being so cold...she get worried. Not for him, but for the people who have to deal with him - Bakugou hates the cold, and the snow, and being underdressed because of HEAVENLY CAPITALISM is supremely shitty. She tends to bring him care packages of blankets, warm clothes, and the occasional tasty, hot bento and thermos of either soup or tea as well, and that's what she's doing today.

...Until she notices this poor shmuck looking glum and, uh. Threatening the safety of the people in the Hellraiser lobby. Just going to...casually...float herself up there, give that big ol' icicle a light tap with one hand, and activate her quirk on it, throwing a thumbs up to a couple of the imps and demons who were looking a bit anxious. That should it from falling!! Now, to tend to this weirdo.]

Um...excuse me? [She flaps her wings to sort of cushion the fall as Ochako releases her quirk on herself, keeping the big ice knife aloft still, even if it does melt. Gotta love Zero Gravity. Anyway, she's holding out the thermos toward him with a gentle smile, shaking it a bit so the soup inside swishes gently.] You look sad...so I thought you might like something warm to feel better? I was going to bring this to a friend, but I think you need it more.

I made it myself! It's chicken and rice soup.

[ just wait for it folks ]

[originaldick]

[ Adam...blinks at Ochako, his expression softening and his flames dying down as she holds the thermos of soup out to him. ]

You're...just giving it to me?

[ It's like he doesn't understand. ]

[supersaver]

[Oh, this sweet summer child. She just beams back, practically exuding a sunshiney energy, and ruffles her little wings a bit. Listen, some angels are supremely shitty and deserve a swift kick in the teeth for their insular, shortminded racism toward the Hellbound folks, but she refuses to be lumped in with those types.]

Mm! I can easily make more, and I'm sure my friend won't mind, either. He actually cooks way better than me, ehehe. It's a pretty simple soup, but I hope you like it, sir.

[originaldick]

[ Adam blinks twice more...before uncapping the thermos and tossing the thing to the ground, shouting angrily. ]

You think I want your fucking soup?! I'm in Hell, you stupid, dumb child, and you offer me soup?! Soup?! At least Michael's patronizing kindness gave me access to his goddamn room, but you're giving me soup?! When I'm fucking disgraced and forced to fucking look like a god damn demon?!

[ He snarls, as flames whip up around him. ]

What in your peabodied, demented little mind made you think this was a good idea? Did you think it'd make you feel good about yourself? That's it, isn't it? I know your type! I used to be an angel! I used to lead all the angels! I knew ones like you, thinking that just because you helped with a charity case, it made you extra good, extra special, but guess what?! IT MCFUCKING DOESN'T, YOU STUPID! LITTLE! CHILD!