Welcome to Hell.

[Fish_Tales]

That bad, darlin?

-pulls his bowl onto her lounge-

Takes a lot for hell to be preferable to you.

Yeah - that bad.

Thank you.

*stays on the lounge*

Pardon me if I don't talk much - I'll just sit here in the warmth for a while.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Yeah - that bad.

Thank you.

*stays on the lounge*

Pardon me if I don't talk much - I'll just sit here in the warmth for a while.

Looks at a fishy, licking her lips.

 

[Fish_Tales]

Looks at a fishy, licking her lips.

*makes sure he's close to the Manager

Hi CK - I hope you're well?

 

[Nina327]

Yeah - that bad.

Thank you.

*stays on the lounge*

Pardon me if I don't talk much - I'll just sit here in the warmth for a while.

No worries.

-pulls him closer-



No kitty... No eating this one.

 

[Nina327]

-yawns stretching, half dazed from the day, week, month-


Hell, the reprieve.

-nods laughing in echo of the screams in the air-

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A bare Wolf comes wandering carrying her mini-Inspiron and her bottle of Stoli. She had started toward her Haven but the silence would not be conducive to words and so she had ended up, here, in Kitty's Hell.

Not that it mattered. For all she knew, words wouldn't work here either...but she had to try.

*blink*

Screams that echo like deranged birds.

*blink*

fire that flickers and burns and beckons.

*blink*

Blood which oozes and coalesces along heated stairs, filling the air with the tang of something metallic.

*blink*

Shadows that twist and warp into shapes never before seen on earth.

*blink*

A vast echoing silence which happens all at once as the souls here are granted a momentary reprieve.























*blink*

Crescendo.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The Wolfling finds the bed, still in the corner where sexy Plexy had left it. She meanders over and flops into it's soft confines after setting her never empty ice bucket, bottle of Stoli and shot glass on the near by stand.

Finally the lap top is opened.

Words are waiting to be written....

First up?

PGoD...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

returning from reality...
In the hopes that my brain works better this time around.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

the bed...

I head for it and cast a small bubble of silence round about so that I do not hear the screams, the agony, the...need.

A shot glass is filled, the vodka emptied. Again.

My chest and throat burn and warm....and then numb.

I give a brisk nod, open my word doc, open PGoD's thread and attempt to write myself...sane.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

First owed post done.

I read it twice and then submit it, making a note to let the PGoD know that I can change whatever if he needs me to.

Now, onto my Fae.

 

[Nina327]

"SON OF A FUCKED UP TWAT!" The sound erupted mere moments before she did, right out of thin air. Her voice half growing, half shouting to no one at all. "Already dropped 20 degrees and its supposed to drop twenty more! Doesn't the planet know I need heat!"

"It's cold outside hell!" This she giggled to herself... quite the opposite of the oft said 'It's cold as hell outside.'

Snapping her fingers the fires grew hotter and a drink was placed in her hand, a tumbler of cinnamon schnapps to be more exact. No matter all these things it would be a while before her teeth stopped their wanting to chatter.

 

[Nina327]

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I love bratwurst, especially beer brats.

 

[Nina327]

I love bratwurst, especially beer brats.

-laffs-

I didnt even see that!

 

[Nina327]

the flames dimmed..


She emerged from pale blue flickers... Slow, graceful...

Floors cooled.. flames swept themselves away from the fireplace making a wide pool of barren flooring.

Blue flames dripped to form a new pool... it gathered and spread... and puffed up and up..

When the flames stopped flickering all that remained was a pile of large angora wrapped pillows to which she crawled atop and lay watching hell go by.

 

[Nina327]

Thunder

That eery sound of thick blue ice cracking below your feet.

Dead silence

Those... were the sounds.

Everything left, was pushed out, banished, removed or fled of its own volition.

Simply put. Hell knew she was coming and got the fuck out of the way.

Lights flickered.

flames doused...

And the only thing that remained animated was a single fireplace... And the woman watching it.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

From her level, the fifth level, the place of Wrath...anger...she hears the upper most levels grow silent, watchful.

The fires dim, grow cold...achingly cold.

Souls scream as the heat, which had fed them is taken away, replaced by the unending blue flame that registers at two hundred below zero.

Even Wrath attempts to flicker, to change over...but this level is HERS. The rest is the creatrix's but not FIVE.

She decides, though, that if the kitty is upset...she will stay here...unless needed.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

There is a crack of sound, something like ice being shattered loudly.

It echoes throughout Hell, causing insta-shivers wherever it's heard.

She steps out from the darkened corner that has housed her most of the day and looks around.

No one here.

Nothing worth seeing.

Grabbing her clothes, she slips them on and then skitter steps up the stairs.

To the bar...in Limbo.

Only four levels between them.

 

[Nina327]

Life slowly gained within Hell as her innerfires found their rightful homes..

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

eons later~she finds the door that leads from the first level to limbo...and the warmth there.

Small feet step lightly as a hand hits the door (just once, because it sticks) and pushes it open.

Fireplace.
Check.
Succu-bitch.
Check.
Bar.
Check.

"Stoli. Shot glass. Ice. Thanks."

Husky voiced girl stands in the center of Limbo and looks around.

The silence deafens but soon enough her drink is ready. She makes her way to the bar, grabs the bowl, the bottle, the glass and turns away, peering into corners.

Feels like the Twin has returned.

 

[Nina327]

those flames that set the tone return... the voices on the edge return

Hell tests the waters for safety... and so slowly some things seem normal.

Foot falls echo down the stairs, boot clad tic/clap... from far away to very near.

I had to show off my new boots... so no flaming entrance.

smiles

A kiss to a cheek

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

gives a slow smile, a wicked giggle and wipes away the tears that seem to come from no where fast.

Hey gorgeous.

Which pair?

Upends the first shot glass and drains her drink. Pours another one.

 

[Nina327]

Pulls in twin...

Holds tight.

pushs whole kittenkabootle onto bed

waits...

Lefts leg... these... with the dangly things..

kisses temple

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

snuggles in, still with the shot glass and the bottle

Ohh I love those ones.

drains second shot, pours a third.

relaxes against the twin and tries to force my brain to stop the worry cycle it started on weeks ago...

 

[Nina327]

I think we should just stick a nipple on the bottle

-nods-

Your turn, huh.

Tell me when you have time, I'll call.