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

[ 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. ]

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[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!

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[...You see, Ochako is a very patient person. She can deal with attitudes like this - she has dealt with attitudes like this. The yelling and shouting, the tossing her thermos to the ground (though she does frown because that'll need to be cleaned up), and even the ranting doesn't phase her at all; she can take it. However, there is a furrow of her brows when talked down to, and for the first time since she's arrived in this weird limbo...Ochako's biblically accurate appendages flicker into existence.

Vertical eyes open in her floppy rabbit ears, and a pinprick of black blips to life above her head, pulling in light and color in a weird spiral. Her halo is usually nonexistent, or a beautiful spiral galaxy, but...she's never been this mad here before. Never been so mad and acted on it, either. Barely a second after this guy's finished, the little angel's arm whips out and she ALMOST punches him. Almost. At the last second she turns it into a hard slap instead. Because as much as she would love to give this jerk a broken nose or a split lip, she thinks that's too good for him.

So, if all her five fingers connect, it's going to hurt for one, but he's also going to start floating a second or two after. The ceiling of the Hellraiser is high, too...and no matter how hard he flaps his wings, or tries to pull himself down, Adam's gravity won't return until she releases him. And Ochako believes he needs no less than a DAY in time out to cool off and reflect a little.]

All those words and only one thing you said was right... You are a disgrace.