WEEK ZERO MINGLE - Party Games Edition

[hellscapes]

Rise and shine, little deadlings. It's a beautiful day here in Hell and you're not gonna get anywhere by sleeping in all morning. After a rocky weekend, you may be finding yourself still trying to make sense of everything. Like…you're dead. Isn't that still so crazy? Wow!

But don't wallow about it. It's time to embrace your new afterlife and take a look at the world around you. You can look outside the windows of your dormitory and see that the reddish sun has risen a little higher in the sky. There's no cheerful sound of birds chirping or anything of the sort. You only have each other right now.

Venturing downstairs, you'll find that the front door has finally unlocked and you're able to step outside. The air is hot, a blast of warm air directly smacking you in the face as your feet step onto the dry, barren wasteland stretching ahead of you. Little cracks and fissures appear under your feet as you walk, glowing crimson as the heat follows after you. But it's worth exploring, don't you think?

For any of you who immediately make a break for the dock, you'll be happy to hear that there isn't a ferry at the moment. You can see the faint outlines of islands in the distance, but you have no chance of heading out to any of them just yet. Boo. Oh well. There's plenty of places to look around on this island. You didn't exactly get a grand tour yesterday, so take the opportunity to look around and get to know the lay of the land.

Maybe you're the chatty type who wants to get to know everyone else around you. Or maybe you're the type who just wants to mind their own damn business and expects everyone else to, too. No matter what though, as you go through your daily activities over the course of the week you will find that on occasion you will be compelled to tell a lie or spread a rumor about another new resident. You might tell a stranger your new roommate has cute underwear with little bunnies on it. Perhaps you'll tell someone else that the person across the street was programmed with the most tragic backstory on account of being a cyborg. There's no limit to how real or outlandish these stories are.

It almost seems as though it's simply meant to be an annoyance.

And speaking of annoyances? Don't forget to check out what's new on Bicker. You can always contact each other via public Beeks or by sliding into their DMs.

Likewise, you'll find that your personal demons' accounts are live and active and despite what some of them may say, their DMs are also open.

Good luck!

Good morning everybody, and welcome to your week zero mingle! A few notes for clarity.

-This week's effect is a rumor mill! Characters will feel compelled to lie or gossip about other characters at various times, or whenever the rule of funny applies.

-Audiences for the personal demons are now open! Please submit all requests under the correct weekly header.

-Please submit all PC submissions under the correct weekly header.

-The Bicker poll is public! All replies will be public, and players may also post their own Beeks in their toplevels that will be considered public. You are free to reply directly to the appropriate toplevels, or you may create Beeks in your own toplevels with other prompts. Be free.

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[hellscapes]

[ midori observes bloody mary for a second

and then also gestures towards the bar ]

[bileygr]

If you had a different thought to say, dear, I'd love to hear it.

Do either of you drink, by the way? I know you told me you hate parties, [ BM ] but drinking alone is different.

[hellscapes]

I don't partake in anything that would lower my inhibitions.

[ weedy's is their nightmare.

they also don't seem to mind midori being a mini-me? ]

[hellscapes]

[ >:o midori considers that, but ]

I could drink if I wanted to. I just don't want to.

[bileygr]

[ Not the Weedy's. ]

I'm this close to chalking up your existence to masochism, between the entire theme of the Underworld being about drinking, and the marijuana dispensary.

You're not required by your employer to have an alcohol tolerance?

[hellscapes]

We're demons. We're not required to do anything besides make your lives miserable.

[ small mercies. ]

[hellscapes]

Besides, it's normal for people to get annoyed at work.

[bileygr]

Oh, the machine of capitalism. Making it's workers miserable as ever in the name of corporate goals.

You should both try self-employment some time. So much easier.

[hellscapes]

[ they look over at midori ]

Would you call Hell a corporation?

[ this is a genuine question. ]

[hellscapes]

[ hmm, they think about this. ]

There are corporations in Hell.

[bileygr]

Don't let them take over, unless you really want misery.

[hellscapes]

[ nodding at the corporations in hell, because that makes sense. ]

I don't think Satan is up for sale. We're safe.

[ droned out. ]

[hellscapes]

[ thoughtfully: ]

But I do want misery...

[bileygr]

[ HELP ]

... Are you going to bring corporate to Hell?

[ Looking at Midori like girl help. What you've got planned in your noggin... ]

[hellscapes]

The woes of capitalism are hard to replicate in a world where the cost of "life" is zero.

[ """"life"""" ]

[hellscapes]

I'm not selling out any time soon. That's just not me, you know?

[ no one asked. ]

[bileygr]

No money means no pay.

Unpaid labour is pretty damn miserable.

[hellscapes]

The misery is the point.

[hellscapes]

How are people still not getting that?

[bileygr]

Just bouncing ideas at this point, really, because I think it's funny.

[ Every Wednesday become unpaid Labour Day. ]

[hellscapes]

Your sense of humor leaves a lot to be desired.

[ how dare you not be pedantic in your jokes ]

[hellscapes]

No, keep them coming. I wanna hear what else you can think of to make this place more gloomy.

[ they say this in a sarcastic tone, but, ]

[bileygr]

It's Hell, what little sense of humour we have is just going to help going down the drain. Like washed up stand-up comedy.

Ouh, Hell stand-up. I felt a pain...

[hellscapes]

If I have to hear anyone's stand up routine, I'll be bringing my mace.

[ the spray or the weapon? you decide! ]

[hellscapes]

That's...not the kind of anguish I'm after.