Cheerleaders in Hell

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

"An... EQUAL. You are more fool than I thought. I fear not have equal because I have no equal. You, and all here are inferior; you share not my level of cruelty. I fear nothing, I am scare of nothing"

Speaking to her, Ivan notice that his little playthings have arrived. "How delightful" he thought to himself. "It has begun, and my boredom is ending." He no longer had time to focus on the woman arguiing with him. Promptly ignoring her, he turned his attention to the new arrivals.

He looked at his new arrivals; he gazed directly at each one for a split second. He could sense it, he could feel their confusion. He could feel their hatred. And most of all, he could feel their fear; their fear of him. He felt it all; it was almost a blessing for him. He lusted for their suffering; and he was now basking in it. An egregrious smile broke through his otherwise unemotional fasade.

After gazing at each one separately, conjuring us his most calm yet evil voice. Then, he spoke, with words like tonal shadows, echoing through the grimm abyss and engulfing the frightened new admits.

"So, our new guests have arrive. Welcome children, to your new society, to new homeland. Yes, you are here for I have choose you. I feel that you shall do quite nicely. I hope sincerely you enjoy your stay, for believe me, I will. Ladies, Gentlemen, I welcome you.. TO HELL!"

He could sense it. his final words struck hard upon the poor souls. It pierced through their shattered defenses, and, striking as the Dagger of Death, the fear overcame them. Ivan could sense it, and he enjoyed every moment.

 

[sail away]

By the way, Buffy is a real "vall girl" type.

Upon seeing the bus driver turn into a hideous monster, Buffy makes one of her notable and nieve remarks, "See! I said there was something wrong with the buss driver, but did you believe me? Noooooooo!"

Then, as Buffy would probably say, the big guy who’s linguistically challenged, said, "So, our new guests have arrive. Welcome children, to your new society, to new homeland. Yes, you are here for I have choose you. I feel that you shall do quite nicely. I hope sincerely you enjoy your stay, for believe me, I will. Ladies, Gentlemen, I welcome you.. TO HELL!"

The others scream and cry, but nieve Buffy just looks around and says, "So this is Hell. Cool!" After a pause she turns to the man and says, "So excuse me. So, like, are you big bad Satin him self?"

 

[The GrandMage]

The Demon of Sarcasm

There were two sets of order in Hell. The 'Generals', or rulers of Hell. Mortal souls that rose to power, and the demons. There were many types of demons, and the most powerful were the Incarnations of Sin. The Demon of Sarcasm was a demon put in charge of overseeing the influx of souls from the real world. He looked like a human in his mid-twenties. He wore black sweatpants and went around barefoot. He didn't bother with a shirt, and had great bat-like wings that were cover in scales. From his black hair rose two horns that swept back over his skull.

A sword hilt showed over his left shoulder, and he had a great belt around his middle, and a strip of leather across hos left shoulder to the belt, holding the sword in place. It was one of the most effective weapons in Hell, a sword made from the frozen lake itself-where the worst souls spent eternity.

He had been standsing, watching. Finally, he walkled up to Ivan, and looked to the ground. As a demon, he was of a lower order, but he didn't really care. "Look-could you take your arrivals and go, sir? They're blocking the enterance, and the others are already overworked. If you don't move along soon, I'm going to have to get Charon out of retirement and get him back to the Styx enterance! And you know how he is about tolls, and that went out of tradition centuries ago! It'll be impossible! Move along, sir."

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

The reaction was as Ivan had expected, and hoped for. THey were on their knees in fear, shivering, screaming, crying.

But, there was one who did not. She was not full of fear, she was smiling. SMILING?! She is either incredibly strong, or incredibly stupid, but no where in the middle. Then. she had the nerve to address Ivan. Incolence! Who did she think she was?! Rest asured, Ivan would not allow such disrespect.

In one swift motion, he raized his hand,. and raized her off the floor. With another motion of hte hand, he brought her closer to him, directly at eye level. If he did not have his glasses on, he could leave her a vegetable for all eternity. With a final hand motion, he squeezed his index finger and thumb together slowly, and an illusionary vice grip was puto on the girl's neck. It was not present, but the effects were very real. Her face began turned pale as she struggled to breathe.

He remembered this one. He saw her at the game; she was the cheerleader that wasn't wearing panties. Good-looking one she was. But easy she would be to reduce to a mere slave he thought.

Her face was pale and only inches away from him. She could not talk, only listen. He looked at her and spoke "Foolish slut! My identity is not something you need know. You have not the priveledge, the right to speak to me. Your purpose is to please me and be my slave now, and for whole eternity. Whether you like or not is not matter, you will do and ask no question. Do you understand me wench!"

She looked at him, deathly pale, and slightly nodded. Suddenly, he sprung his left hand forward and grabbed her by the throat. He brought her closer to him, and suddenly, hurled her to the floor in the direction of her friends. She landed hard agaist the bare stone, rolled to her side, coughing profusely. Some blood could be seen escaping her mouth.

He could see their expressions of despair as they gathered around their fallen friend, consoling and weaping over her. He looked at the miserly group. "They will learn, they will do nicely" he thought to himself, and emitted a slight laugh.

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

All the while, he did not notice that the demon of sarcasm was addressing him. He did not like to be interrupted. Normally, he would turn about and crush the infidel, or merely ignore them.

However, the demons that worked the entrance to hell were rather strange. They had no superiority and could be shrugged away at will. However, few really argued with them because they had no reason to. They spoke only simple requests, and usually logic ones.

You could ague with them if you wished. , but it would be pointless; since they rarely requested anything, when they did request something, it was usually a logical and corect request, and one too simple to argue.

Besides, the Demon of Sarcasm was correct. THe current staff worked heavy shifts, and did a rather excellent job. If the entranceway was congested, they would have to bring in that grump Styx, who held a certain amount of authority because of his age. Dealing with that old hag was rather agrivating, and Ivan thought it best to avoid more pointles arguments with him.

"Very well" Ivan said. "I shall move these fools, now go about your business and do not disturb me." He finished the sentence and cast a quick incantation.

Suddenly, he and his new invites found themselves on a large platform hovering over of the the largest and most deadly pits of hell. So easily he could push them all into the pits and have them burning in the abyss for an eternity. However, he would not. He had plans for his new playthings.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Grace Marks

Grace stood, shadowed by Ivan, as she faced the newcomers, a look of distaste on her face. What were these silly little creatures? Snorting with disgush, she eyed them contemptuously. It wasn’t fair, she brooded, Ivan was supposed to be attracted to her dark aura and sadistic wit, not these babbling girls in their loudly colored, tightly stretched outfits.

Hissing at them, Grace bared her teeth again and snapped as the Demon of Sarcasm neared her. Worthless creatures the demons were, really, Satan kept them around almost as house pets, so there was an unspoken rule to respect them. Ornery as anything, they enjoyed pushing their scaley way about, most under the impression that the once-human dominants liked them.

Laughing lowly, she watched Ivan’s temper get out of hand once again, his face red and eyes glowing like the fires that smouldered around them. Sauntering over to the gasping girl whom he had almost strangled, she spoke in a stage whisper.

“His bark is worse then his bite, let me assure you.”

 

[The GrandMage]

The Demon of Sarcasm

"Thank you."

They were already gone when he spoke, of course. He raised his gaze, and barked orders. As the new souls came through to Hell, the lesser demons herded them off to various pits and levels of Hell to be tormented and tortured until either they worked off their sins, and were sent to purgatory to be tested, or turned into a rebel and followed a mortal, which would only add on more sins until they were trapped in Hell forever.

He chuckled a little as he thought about Ivan. If Lord Lucifer ever had his way, he'd get back into heaven, and the shift of rulership would divert to Ivan. The demon noticed a few people arguing with the deomns, and holding up the line. The demon drew it's sword, and swung. As the blade connected, the mortal's souls were trapped within. The line continued, and the demon stepped back, sliding the sword into a gout of flame which transported the souls to their destinations. He sheathed his sword, and returned to overseeing the portal.

Another demon came up, and took over for the portal so that the Demon of Sarcasm could retire. He yawned, and went back to his lair. A simple hollowed hole near the blacker of Hell's pits. As he approached, he noticed Ivan with the newcomers. He shook his head, and crawled into his tunnel, watching as he rested.

 

[scubasteve]

Where are we?

So much had happened so fast. One minute Tif let go of me looking to get away, the next, buffy is confronting the ugly dude, then he strangles her without touching her, then she is sent flying.
Now, with one swoop of his hand, we are on some type of island above a huge hole that seems to be endless.......

I feel Tif clutching at my arm again.........I look to the side and see that woman again.........She is something else. I hear someone say her name was Grace. There is something about her that makes me wnat to obey her every comand but I can't leave Tif. Buffy is still stiing there gasping and shaking.

What is he going to do to us?.............

 

[sail away]

OOC:
Hi everyone! I really like the way this SRP is going, however I should mention that I’m a part-time student, and finales are coming up, so I can’t post too often for the next few weeks. But please bear with me. By the way I’m basing the character of ‘Buffy’ on a girl I really knew a long time ago. She was boy crazy, a big flirt, and had the IQ of a grapefruit! ;-)

IC:
Just after Buffy asked ‘Ivan the whatever’ her question he made this REALLY mean face, and grabbed Buffy by the neck. Buffy was about to make her standard ‘my daddy’s a big rich lawyer so you better watch it or I’ll make him sue you’, but she couldn’t say anything with that vice grip on her. Tighter, tighter, …can’t breath,…he’s saying something to me,…can’t understand,…just nod ‘yes’, maybe,…he,…let go,…feel faint,…….Now flying through the air. Crashing on the ground. Pain all over! Shock!

Until now Buffy thought that this was some kind of practical joke that her friends were playing on her. But this isn’t funny anymore. Suddenly vague memories. The buss going over the bridge, falling, screaming, "Hay driver……", crashing, then her last memory, clear as ‘day’, her head being severed on a sharp metal edge, then blackens. Buffy realizes that this is no joke! She is no more!

Just then She sees a ‘really powerful woman’, as Buffy would say, and she spoke to her, "His bark is worse then his bite, let me assure you."

The spoiled Buffy feels something for the first time in her life, real fear!

 

[Tif]

"Are we really in hell? What are they going to do to us?" I whispered to Skylar.
The big guy that seamed to be in charge glared down at me. After seeing what he had done to Buffy I just looked down wishing I had said nothing.

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

ooc: Thread;s going great so far. But, where are Tif and Vicky I haven't seen Vicky since pg. 1 and Tiff for a while as well? And where is Satan?

IC: He watched with a smile as they gathered around their ailing friend. He could see that she too had succumbed to the fear. He stood there, seeming quite dominant over the newly-elected gimps. Indeed, he was larger and more muscular than any of the males there. A grim aura of condensation engulfed him as he began to speak to them. "So, anyone else want say something stupid?"

One of the men in the crew (ooc: not you Scuba, a nameless character) stood up and, in an insane attempt at bravery, tried to speak. Gathering all of his shattered pride, he cried "You Bastard! You can't..."

Suddenly, he felt himself levitating off the ground; again Ivan's doing. He was now at a loss of words. This time, Ivan did not strangle him. This fool had dared to insult Ivan. He would become an example for the others.

With another swift motion, his fingers simulated an opening of sorts. Suddely, the male turned about, and realized that his skin began to peel off; completely. He and the others screamed as the man's skin diffused into the air, with an occasional fragment of burned flesh sailed to the ground and fizzled at the touch of the stone.

Finally, when the man had become no more than a walking skeleton, corvered in random places with muscle and tissue, Ivan stopped the detirioration. With another movement of his hands, suddenly, the man was hurling down into the pits. He emitted a final shrill for help as his head was engorged into smoldering lava of the pits of hell.

NOw, all of them were silent, their attention split between him and their fallen friend. He looked at them and spoke "Do you fools not realize yet? You not are in your old world anymore. I do no abide by your old foolish laws. And no more you shall.

"This, this be my world. I follow laws of this world, and so you shall. You will conform to my rules and follow my orders. Some of you may grow to like it. Others, no. Either way concern me not. As long as my desires are met, I care not what you feel. That be final."

As he finished speaking, he turned and noticed that Gracy was still there. However, she did not look so self-absorbed and cocky anymore. Rather, she looked at the ex-mortals with corned and confusion.

"Excellent" he thought to himself, he rejoiced that she was no longer on his case. He thought briefly about what may have caused the depression. Jealousy no doubt. She must have been jealous because of the brilliance of my plan; and attention-deprived, now that Ivan's attention was no longer on her. "Da, that must be it." He said to himself.

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

ooc:

"Hi everyone! I really like the way this SRP is going, however I should mention that I’m a part-time student, and finales are coming up, so I can’t post too often for the next few weeks. But please bear with me. By the way I’m basing the character of ‘Buffy’ on a girl I really knew a long time ago. She was boy crazy, a big flirt, and had the IQ of a grapefruit! ;-) "

Hmm, sounds like a girl I used to date.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Grace Marks

Scoffing at his parlor tricks, she slunk to a corner, perching herself precariously on a ledge overhanging the molten rock, barely wide enough to seat herself on, watching Ivan amusing himself with his new toys. Plucking a cigarette from the palatable darkness, the brief flare of a lighter dispelled the shadows that blanketed her face for a second, only for them to return heavier than before. Speaking to no one in particular, more out of the habit of having to impart her opinion and comments on every subject that arouse, she hissed in a sarcastic voice that had become second nature.

"That's right kids, listen up, cause this is a one way trip. Welcome to Hell. Lovely place, really..."

Flicking ash onto the floor, the white glint of her Cheshire cat grin stood out against the black of the ledge.

"Unless you're foolish enough to get on my bad side, that is."

"Grace, you only have one side, and its ALL bad..."

The comment came from her right, a heavy masculine voice she knew she recognized. Turning swiftly in that direction, her eyes burning as bright as the tip of her cigarette, she tried to make out the shadowy form. She knew she had left herself open for that one, but still, a girl had to defend her name and reputation every second in a place like this. And anyway, it wasn't like it was a comment she didn't deserve. Scything remarks and aimless, mocking banter was about the only pastime worth partaking in here. Other than ravaging helpless souls, of course...

 

[Tif]

I shuttered as I saw the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. A mans skin was ripped from his body in front of me. I buried my face into Skylars chest as not to see. The evil creatures around me seemed to think this was great sport.

 

[spazmodious]

Boi (the imp)

ooc: sorry I have'nt posted in a while, been having computer problems last few days.

ic: Seeing that all the fun here was either already spoken for, or otherwise claimed,
Boi desided to turn invisable and look for Vicky and the others from the bus. and maybe if he is lucky he could find them and earn some playtime with the masters new toys as soon as he get bored with them. or sooner if he could think of a way to do it without getting caught.

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

Well. Enough intimidation, he thought to himself. He figured the newly-indited souls were filled with enough fear of him. It was time to put them to use.

He had gotten them for one particular reason. He wished to sleep with each of the cheerleaders, he wanted them as sex slaves. For there were few females in Hell that he had not been with. THe most noted of the ones he hasn't had would be Gracy; he actually possessed a large desire to sleep with her, but he didn't want to put up with her nagging and annoying character.

So, it was time to select his first victim. He looked around the crew. Originally, he was going to select the girl he had earlier nearly killed. But, she seemed to be in no state to carry out those duties. She would be done later.

Getting the attention of the frightened gimps, he looked over and found his target. She was nuzzled up to one of the males. She was a petite blonde, very terified at the moment, perhaps moreso than the others. She had a look of innocence about her, a virgin perhaps. "Oh, she should prove VERY satisfying" he said to himself.

As he approached the group, he noticed them try to crawl away, almost forgetting that they were on the edge of the stone. A few almost slipped off. He approached the group, standing right near his first victim. He cleared his throat and spoke.

"Well, as fun as be it be to watch your miserable souls shriek in fear, I bring you here for reason. You will all be my servants. It is now time to do your duties. You there" he exclaimed, pointing to the girl "You shall be my first servant. You shall please me, and fulfill my obligations without question. Yes, you shall do nicely."

He beamed a devilish smile at the girl. He could sense her fear, it was very strong. This one would be a pleasureful experience. She looked up at him with such horror that she could not speak, she could barely breathe.

ooc: Ivan is referring to Tif at this time.

 

[scubasteve]

Petrified

I held onto Tif tightly as the creature who called himself Ivan approached. He said he wanted somthing to do with Tif. I was filled wiht rage but to scared to move as I held onto her. OUt of the corner of my eye I noticed that woman sitting on a ledge close to the edge hidden in the shadows. She had this grin on her face and I couldn't take my eyes off her........

 

[sail away]

I hate it in hell!

As Buffy recovered from her near death experience with the terrible Ivan she thought, "This isn’t funny anymore. I’ve go to get the ’hell out of here.’ But how?" Then Buffy remembers the apparent tension and friction between the ‘devil lady’ and Ivan. Buffy comes up with a despicable idea. An idea that might get her back to Earth and take care of that tramp Tiffy. She thinks she’s soooo boss just because she’s been hugy hugy with that jerk Skylar. To Buffy, Skylar’s a jerk because he hasn’t tried to ask out Buffy. The twisted mind of a spoiled rotten rich girl! (OOC: The girl I knew was POed at me because I didn’t ask her out. Guess why I didn’t!) Buffy’s idea is to make a deal with the devil lady. In exchange for going back to Earth, Buffy will tell the devil lady that there is a virgin among the cheerleaders, and which one it is. Buffy thinks, "This is perfect. Those devils have a thing for virgins. And if the devil lady gets the only one in the crowd that will put her in good with old Mr. Satin, and that big jerk Ivan will look - like a jerk! Perfect!" Buffy stares at ‘poor’ Tiffy and smerks then gets up and is about to walk over to the devil lady when Ivan bellows, "Well, as fun as be it be to watch your miserable souls shriek in fear, I bring you here for reason. You will all be my servants. It is now time to do your duties. You there" he points to Tiffy "You shall be my first servant. You shall please me, and fulfill my obligations without question. Yes, you shall do nicely." Buffy thinks, "Crap! That’s not fair! GOD I hate it in hell!"

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

As he signals for the short blonde to follow him to his mansion, he notices that the other blonde, the one he had nearly killed earlier, she has began to move once more.

"Hmm", he thought to himself, "having 2 Cheerleaders please him is way better than just 1. Especiallly since the short one doesn't look like she's experienced enough to completely fulfill his desires."

So, he thinks to himself that he shall have both blondes at once. As soon as he sees the other girl walking, apparently in the direction of Gracy, he once again starts speaking. "Ah, it seems she has come alive once again. Come them my child, there is much that needs to be done, by you."

Finishing his sentence, with another sequence of arm motions, he brings the cheerleader right next to him. She tries to run away, but he grabs her by the hips and pulls her closer to him. "Hmm, tight body this one's got. Should be fun in the sack." he thought to himself.

 

[Tif]

I realized in my terror this I van one was looking at me when he spode. The next thing I knew Buffy and I were standing next to him. He was much larger than i and he had powers I knew i dare not resist. Surely he wasn't serious about having sex with me. I didn't save my virginity for a demon, but I didn't have a lot of choice. I stood there next to him looking for some way to escape.

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

"I have people I need for now." He spoke. "And as for rest of you, I will deal with you later." He calls over the minions of hell that have gathered around the spectacle and uttered "They are yours, for now. Do with them as you wish, but see to it that they stay fit to me serve."

He finishes his phrase and casts a dimension spell. Suddenly, he and his 2 victims vanish from sight. THey appear inside Ivan's mansion, in his personal bedroom. He looks at both of them and speaks

"I think you know why you here. You here to fulfill my every desire. Do no try to escape, for escape from me it impossible. Just do as you are commanded and there be no problem." He finishes his statement and gives both girls a playful, yet firm smack on their butts. "Nice asses" he thought to himself, "Especially on the shy one. This should be rather pleasureful."

 

[Tif]

"Ouch" I scream as im am spanked by the one called Ivan. Before I realize what is happening I am in a bedroom and he is telling me I am there to fulfill his desires. I have never even been with a man let alone know what desires he is talking about, but I have an idea, and it scares me to think about. I summon what courage I can muster and look up at him, he seems so much bigger now. I look down imediately not wanting to draw attention to myself.
I look for a way out even though he has told me not too. I don't even know how I got in here so escape is hopeless.
I finally say "What do you want with us?" immediately regretting doing it....

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Grace Marks

Grace spied the young but well-rounded figure of the girl as she neared the rock ledge where Grace sat, wallowing in her envy at the disappearance of Ivan. Questioning the presumptuous brat in a high-pitched shrieked, Grace smiled inwardly at the way the little thing jumped but pouted in aloof disinterest outwardly.

“Who dares to approach me without permission and in such an uncouth mannerism?”

 

[KrazRussian]

Ivan the Terrible

Such lack of manners these children have. She have the nerve to speak to Ivan without permission. She must be disciplined. He spanked her ass again, harder this time, and she evoked a shriek of pain.

He was amused by her reaction. She was no doubt a virgin. He spoke "Well my dear. I thought it be quite obvious. I intend to fuck the both of you until I am completely satisfied. Furthermore, you shall fulfill my every command, and you shall call me Master Ivan. Is that understood?" He spoke hte last sentence with an incredibly strict and authoritative voice, making the girls shivr in their places.

He finished the sentence and placed his hand on the short one's right shoulder. Reluctant as he knew she was of having him touch, she did nothing for fear of the consequences.

Then, with a sudden movement, he pulled it back, and in doing so, he ripped off the top half of her uniform. He ripped it off to reveal a black lace bra. He could feel the blood flowing to his semi-hard member. "Hmm," he thought to himself "For such an innocent child, she dress rather provocatively."

She tried to cover herself, but he created a mental barrier; preventing her hands from moving. He spoke again "Now slut. My first assignment for you. You shall suck me off, you shall do it well, and you shall at least pretend to enjoy it. Fail in either aspect and you shall be punished severely. Now, on your knees and commence child."

ooc: Ivan packs heavy heat. 13 inches to be precise.

 

[The GrandMage]

The Demon of sarcasm

He crawled out of his lair, and flapped his scaled wings. Once he was off the ground, it was simple work to get to the floating 'island' where Ivan had left his new playthings. He spooked of the lower demons. But when he showed no interest in the cheerleaders, they pounced. A faceless and nameless soul stepped backwards, and fell into an eternity of flaming torment.

He folded his wings down. He walked over to where Grace was sitting and sat down next to her, watching the painful torment of souls far below.

"Isn't it ironic? A person named 'Grace' is a powerful person in Hell?"

He never looked at her. He was a lowly demon. And she-well, she was a powerful figure in Hell. As much as the others wouldn't admit it, they ignored her. But the truth was, as others would war with mortal soul supporters, which could be hurt and take centuries to heal, she could pull forth the demons on her part in she wanted, and they were the true power in Hell, as they did all the real work.