Welcome to Hell.

[Erlind]

-fingers grip the chain just a bit harder. Watching even play acting sometimes makes me squirm just an inch.-

What.... mmm...

-Snaps fingers of either hand and watches the chain turn into ringneck snakes-

Why, let you go of course.

-giggles-

You will have to wrap yourself up for me again, when I have time to thoroughly unwrap the gift, the littlest bit at a time.

Thank you.

"No, thank you," I say halfheartedly. Maybe a little bit of me does want to be chained up for her. I let one of the little ringnecks slither up onto my hand.

"I love these guys. Well, sleep well Nina. Hope to see you again soon."

 

[Miss_Vivi]

I hadn't been in one of these in a while, so slipping down the stairs, I open the doors to find the joint still moving, still fucking hot. In several ways.

It's the bar that's calling me, I need a drink, a large one. Something sharp slides past my leg and I kick the demon on it's side.

"Manners."

The bartender slides a drink down the bar just for me, and when I catch it a little drops over the side. I can't help but lick it from my fingers. It's good.

Maybe tonight will be too.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

in the shadows tilts head to one side, inquisitively...

hmmm

 

[Miss_Vivi]

Ever get that tingle that makes you feel like you're being watched?

I just did.

Turn of my head, out of the corner of my eye. Yeah... she just thinks she's sitting in the shadows. Slide some money over to the bartender and wave in her direction.

"Send her something dirty, and let her know that she sucks at hide and seek.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

smirks as the bartender brings me a glass of something nearly opaque...dark and mysterious with a sweet scent. I can live with that.

voice laced with a chuckle

Who was hiding?

 

[Miss_Vivi]

A soft chuckle and I turn with my drink in hand.

Oh, you know... you... always trying to hunt down your prey.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

A soft chuckle and I turn with my drink in hand.

Oh, you know... you... always trying to hunt down your prey.

sips at the strange liquid...trying to remember if mom ever said anything about such activities etc.
If I was any less hidden, I'd be wearing a bell.
I hunt in the big wide open.
Wait...I hunt?

 

[Miss_Vivi]

You know, it's really cute when you play clueless.
You hunt, you know it.

In related news, would you like to sit down?
I gesture the chair next to me

 

[Vail_Indigo]

You know, it's really cute when you play clueless.
You hunt, you know it.

In related news, would you like to sit down?
I gesture the chair next to me

OK, fine, I do hunt.
I'm just not sneaky about it.
glances at the offered chair...I could make this a thing...I could suggest she come over here...come to me...and she would, after a bit. Because thats what she does. But I like going to her.
Very much.
So I do.

Drifting slowly...letting the air make my skirt float as if pulling me along...til I alight on the chair

Better?

 

[Miss_Vivi]

Her demeanor changes and she's back on the prowl. Oh, I know her and her dance, rather, our dance. One step forward, two steps back, a twist, turn, slip of the knife.

It's rather like loving a rather large, rather dangerous cat.
One minute she loves you.
The next her claws are in your back, and she's purring.
And the only reason you don't stop her is because you love the sound of her purring.

I nod

I do so love it when you deign to do as I ask.
It's a rare and delicious thing.
So, naturally it's better when you're near.

What is the plan tonight, my love? Tease me and leave? Or shall we both be bearing new scars in the morning?

 

[Vail_Indigo]

grins...catlike
Oh, you know how this works
Its always midnight for one of us, and the threat of pumpkin-hood draws us away...or something else...
Thats why this is a dance, always a dance.
Except.
Sometimes, when the stars are right, it isn't a dance.
And it doesn't end.
And it becomes claws and teeth and torn things and ragged breaths and whispered promises and pleadings.
squirms...just a bit
But only sometimes.
leans close..conspiratorially...whispers
s'only way I know you won't get tired of me

 

[Miss_Vivi]

A laugh
Like I could ever get tired of you.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

Sure, sure, thats what they all say
back of my hand to my brow
Then they leave me...alooooooone in the dark...where I count the spiders....and buy more cats

 

[Miss_Vivi]

another laugh

Yeah... little miss dramatic pants. That's you, surrounded by cats and tears.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

Its true...my lot in life...
Or not.

One never knows.
But...here's the important bit...
Sooner or later, I'll have you, or you'll have me...
and, until then, I'll enjoy every minute leading up to it. So there.

 

[Miss_Vivi]

So.. it's back to the hunt then?
Let's see who falls first.
Ahem...
kneels, first.
Shall we?

 

[L8tnIt]

Sign-up for "Hunting the Souls of the Damned" is in my office: down the hall, third door on the left; My name os on a brass plate.
All the required paperwork must be completed and recieved properly before anyone may return to the Mortal Realm; to include Liability Waivers,Temporary Possession of Vassels form & (non)concent disclosures, Celestial Encounter Insurance registration, and Proof of Damnation.
These papers are to be filled out with a legitimate signature, in triplicate, & within one DMV business day or made Void upon Review

Once this is completed and you have been approved, May you enjoy you trip to the Mortal Realm. Happy Hunting!

 

[Miss_Vivi]

Sign-up for "Hunting the Souls of the Damned" is in my office: down the hall, third door on the left; My name os on a brass plate.
All the required paperwork must be completed and recieved properly before anyone may return to the Mortal Realm; to include Liability Waivers,Temporary Possession of Vassels form & (non)concent disclosures, Celestial Encounter Insurance registration, and Proof of Damnation.
These papers are to be filled out with a legitimate signature, in triplicate, & within one DMV business day or made Void upon Review

Once this is completed and you have been approved, May you enjoy you trip to the Mortal Realm. Happy Hunting!

Blink.

Blink.

Blink.


Maybe I should spend the night in hell. Something interesting always wakes me up.

 

[Nina327]

Blink.

Blink.

Blink.


Maybe I should spend the night in hell. Something interesting always wakes me up.

Well... now it's actually hell.



There's someone self elected to run the office.

 

[Miss_Vivi]

Well... now it's actually hell.
There's someone self elected to run the office.

Ooooh. Mayor of hell.
Town Motto- Bureaucracy is Hell. Enjoy your stay!

 

[L8tnIt]

Ooooh. Mayor of hell.
Town Motto- Bureaucracy is Hell. Enjoy your stay!

May I correct the perception:
I am not any self-elected beaurocrat to the stations of the 13 Layers. Quite the opposite- when I was damned to Hell, my punishment was to be stuck for eternity doing mindless and droning work while being denied the pleasures of any existence.
Think about it... To be working where all others around you are doing what You want to be doing, just to be forced into doing the exact opposite. Sound like Hell to me.
So does waiting in line at the DMV.

Now that that should have been settled... Is all of you paperwork filled out?

 

[Dramaticflare]

Of course I don't have my paperwork filled out. You didn't think the droning work was going to be easy? Nah, you gotta drag it out of us, one letter at a time.
Won't this just be fun?

Oh, don't worry about me. I'm mostly ethereal as it is.

 

[L8tnIt]

DramaticFlare, your paperwork has cleared. You are welcome to hunt for Mortal Souls in the realm of the Living *stamps document* Enjoy your trip.

 

[Dramaticflare]

Nah, demons are way more fun. They usually have something up their sleeves. Sometimes they even manage to hunt me, and I'm not easy prey.
Besides *casts his hand over the papers which leaves them a small burning pile* I don't really want to go mortal hunting.

 

[CountCunninglvr]

A small, unassuming pool of blood forms on the ground, unnaturally expands outward, and a lump forms in the center that slowly rises into a pillar with multiple hands and faces appearing to attempt frantic escape from it. The voices emanating from the pillar of blood echo in everyones head within hell, screaming out their torments, malevolence, confusion, and all that they had ever regretted doing. Suddenly a face arises at the top of the pillar that remains constant in its form followed by a pair of arms and legs. The blood slowly materializes into a thin, upright man in a long black cloak over a black leather suit with many straps and rivets. His sharp red eyes gazed over the desolate expanse of hell with long black hair blowing in front of them in a sulferous gust. The emanations of tormented voices now cease for everyone.

I could use a drink. oors self a glass of red wine:

What shall I do this time? :Sips wine: