INTRO WEEKEND - SUNDAY

[hellscapes]

Well hey there! Have you been getting along with your fellow newly dead? Sure hope so! The jail cell's probably starting to feel a little cramped by now, huh? Without a way to tell the time or even guess what day it is, you might be feeling a little stir-crazy. The buffet is starting to run low, the soap is just about gone, and you're likely on the last square of toilet paper. Yikes.

You don't have time to worry about those things though before a faint sound breaks through the chatter of you and your cellmates. It's quiet at first, hard to pinpoint and very far away. It gradually begins to grow louder, and soon you may come to recognize them as church bells.

Without warning, all of the lights go out. Silk-like hands wind around your face, tying a thick piece of fabric over your eyes before you're forced to march forward. Try not to move too fast, lest you bump right into the person ahead of you. You can hear the cell door swinging open, and soon after there's the sound of something like water lapping against a shoreline. You take a few steps forward, but as you come to a stop you feel yourself sway in place briefly before promptly passing out.

Whoops.

When you come to, you're aware you're in another location. A tomato-y smell wafts through the air, and a slight draft blows through the room before a door slams shut behind you. Your blindfolds fall off with ease and you regain control of your limbs just in time to see the lights flickering on and off rather quickly.

"Welcome…to Hell…" a few voices say, tone low and dreary. The lights flicker faster and the voices chant the same mantra in rapid succession before there's suddenly a startled yell. With the rhythm lost, the lights flip back on and a dormitory common room comes into view.

The TV is playing some kind of gardening show with the volume low, and the remote is nowhere to be seen. There's plenty of seating for everyone whether you choose to sit on a couch, a beanbag, or the floor. Of course, if you sit on the floor you run the risk of sitting in a pile of confetti or on a used party popper. How messy. From here you can see the stairwells leading upward, but given the baby gates that have been set up it doesn't seem like you're going to leave anytime soon. Likewise, the front door to leave the dorm all together has been locked. What's your hurry? Stay awhile. Lunch has been provided in the form of lukewarm cafeteria-style pizza with cups of flat soda to wash it down. There's plenty of that for everyone, too. However, it seems like someone beat you to the welcome party; there's a sheet cake sitting on the other end of the table but it's already half-eaten. It doesn't even appear to have been cut into neat slices, so, uh, scoop some up if you want. There's also a life-size cut-out of this dapper gentleman for some reason.

You're probably distracted by what's at the front of the room, however. Standing below the hanging welcome sign are six figures. They might seem a little intimidating given their size in comparison to you, but don't be shy! Each one bears a name tag introducing themselves as your personal demons, eager to please and ready to help...probably.

Okay, fine, that's a stretch. But they do seem to be here to greet you and supply you with a few things. To the demons' left is a table with room keys and cell phones for each of you. Your keys are labeled with your names and room numbers, but you can always check the directories on the walls in case you get lost. Meanwhile, not only can your phones make calls, they already have a few apps on them including a radio, a camera app, and something called Bicker, a social media app where you can share your thoughts about Hell via text, photos or videos. Be sure to check out the profiles of your new mutuals! You won't be able to unfollow anybody for a while, but you can bug them to your heart's content.

Most importantly, to the demons' right is a whiteboard that looks as though it's seen better days given the sheer amount of marked-up scribbles on its surface. There may have been useful information on the board once, but now there's only two messages remaining.

SATAN'S HOUSE PARTY
SEVEN WEEKS AND SIX DAYS FROM TODAY

WELCOME TO HELL
Q&A IS NOW IN SESSION

Welcome to orientation. You're bound to have plenty of questions by now, right? Feel free to mingle and get to know your demons before exploring the dorm. Any attempt to jump the baby gates immediately will end in the gates rising up to block you, but we're sure you'll figure out how to get around those sooner or later.

Hello, happy Sunday! Thanks for playing with us so far. Here's some new notes!

-You are now able to explore the dormitories! Please check the dorm page for information about the building, what's available, and for your rooming assignments.

-You do not have to stay with your assigned dormmate for your whole stay, it's just for fun.

-You do not have to ICly stay for the whole Q&A! If your character would just disappear and try to jump the baby gates, they can do that. They will be stopped on their first attempt but they are free to go after that.

-For anyone talking to the NPCs, please stick with one for now just for mod loads! We will let you know when we are open to you guys tagging more than one.

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Comments

[hellscapes]

Sure, I'm game.

[bileygr]

[ Well, she'll give it a shot. You tell me if she's rewarded for the activity. Maybe she'll get stuck in there somehow like that child that managed to get stuck in a gacha machine. ]

Hell seems to be much more rather mundane than I expected. Would you be our overseers of sorts?

[hellscapes]

[ i'm sorry but you presented me with the option and now she's stuck. ]

Hey, this is like...day three. We're easing you in.

And yeah, we're the personal demons assigned to this batch of newbies.

[bileygr]

[



Well

She's here now, and she picks off a bag of chips off of the conveyor slinkie thingy and drops it down into the take tray for Midori. Whatever it's called. ]

Any particular Circle? Just a couple of rankless demons? I assume calling you "Midori" is appropriate enough.

[hellscapes]

[ nice. midori swipes the chips. ]

We don't really do the Circle thing. Seems pretty classist. And yeah, Midori's good.

[bileygr]

[ Sets down a drink in the tray while at it. Milks her predicament for all it's worth. ]

Are you collectively responsible for all of us? Or have we been distributed amongst you as charges?

[hellscapes]

Collective. They used to assign one demon per person, but with the rate people go to Hell that really wasn't sustainable.

[bileygr]

That unsurprising!

[ Literally so many people i her canon deserve to go to hell. You're going to need a lot of demons. ]

I thought hell would've been around rrom the very beginning. That's surprising that you don't have the numbers, thought you would've been prepared for the ordeal. With Satan's duty being to tempt those into sin and whatnot.

[hellscapes]

[ they snort condescendingly. ]

It's not like everyone's gonna want to work this one job.

[bileygr]

[ ME TYPING ON THE TRAIN REALLY GAVE A JANKED TAG I'm doing me best. ]

Suppose not. What other kinds of jobs do you do?

[ ... Tries to see if she can get back out. ]

[hellscapes]

[ i'm proud of you, it's fine i understood. ]

Uh, I do this one.

[bileygr]

I meant the general you, assuming you're demons.

But what exactly is your job, anyway? There's surely only so much watching you can do over the already deceased.

[hellscapes]

I dunno, there's like infinite jobs out there.

Think about everything that happened in that jail cell when we left you alone for, what, two days? This job can be a lot.

[bileygr]

...

[ You're right people can't be trusted. ]

So you're here to make sure we don't end up suffocating each other with stupidity.

... Like true dormitory heads...

... Could you help me out of here, dear?

[hellscapes]

We've got more responsibilities than just watching you. We get to interfere. We get to make sure you're miserable.

[ ... ]

So no. Good luck.

[bileygr]

What if I make people's lives less miserable by getting them whatever snack they want, without the hassle of fighting the machine?

[hellscapes]

A bribe, huh?

[bileygr]

A counter.

[hellscapes]

I'd take a bribe.

[bileygr]

Top shelf item. The one that's most likely to get irritating, because it keeps snagging on all the other stuff on its way down.

[hellscapes]

[ hmmmmmmmmmmmm...after much deliberation... ]

Yeah, alright.

[ they do not move to do anything to help. ]

[bileygr]

[ She grabs whatever is on the top shelf, you decide, and stands here with it in her small fist.

Making eye contact. ]

[hellscapes]

[ staring contest. midori doesn't blink. ]

[bileygr]

Do we have a deal, dear?

[ She's not filled with the utmost faith. ]

[hellscapes]

...Nah.

[ i'm sorry. demons are mean. ]