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Test Drive 001
 Welcome to Atonement's first test drive, and thank you very much for stopping by! Please refer to the prompts below for ideas, or simply make up your own, whichever is easiest for you. Arrival: You don't quite remember how you arrived here. It appears that you're suddenly in a dead land with eerily red skies. The grass is dead, the trees are dying, and there's absolutely no sounds of life beyond your own footsteps, even if it feels like you're being watched somehow. Eventually along the narrow path you follow, you walk through gates that seem to guard a quiet, abandoned town and a sinking feeling starts to settle in that you are far from home and there may not be an easy way back. The sign hanging above the gates simply says "Welcome to Penance: Home Between Homes" and nothing more. Within the gates, there are the leftovers of what may have once been a lively, welcoming little town, if it didn't look as if people either fled or somehow vanished in the blink of an eye. There are dusty shops that are still stocked with supplies, many with their doors busted out or left open. There are homes that haven't been touched in what feels like an eternity but they still have furniture and the remnants of the people who lived there previously. Cars and bikes are littering the streets that are in varying shapes of usability. The more you look, the more unsettling everything becomes... First Punishment: As a show of good will, your hosts will give you a very easy, albeit potentially embarrassing, task to carry out for your punishment this month. First: There will as few secrets in Penance as possible. Transparency is key to atonement. You will reveal at least one sin in a way that will be permanent, which means via tattoo, scarring, branding, or other permanent means somewhere on your person. For those who are unable to be injured or scarred, there will be enchanted items that will be able to pierce even the toughest skin, cut deeper than even increased healing can recover from. All necessary items will be available at the tattoo parlor in town. If desired, characters may also make an announcement on the network listing their sin(s) for judgement from their peers. Settling: It's time to settle into a home in Penance, either alone or with roommates. There is comfort and safety in numbers after all... Do try not to fight over housing if you've both accidentally chosen the same home... Your hosts will be very unhappy if you start a fight this early on over such a silly thing. If settling down isn't something you feel like doing, you may go and explore anywhere that you'd like, including outside the gates. Please be aware that there may be demonic forms of all types of common animals living outside them that move swiftly and silently. They will vary in aggressiveness and tamability, so please keep this in mind. As a note, all threads may be considered game canon if all parties agree. Hope you have fun and thank you! Game is set to officially open February 1st or when we reach a minimum of 10 players. |
Billy Kaplan | Marvel 616
[It's like walking around in a daze. Penance is creepy, like a vision from a nightmare, but it isn't anything too unusual. He's been to Hell before, briefly. It maybe didn't appear to be quite that horrible here in Penance, but the greeters made it very clear that it wasn't going to be a cake walk either.
'Welcome to Penance, you're a horrible person!' felt like the basic greeting, along with voluntary torture. It didn't feel like he'd been given a choice at all... Teddy, his parents, his brothers-- if he wanted to get back to them, he had to go along with it for now. Going to a potential Hell that he couldn't escape from just wasn't an option.
It still kind of sucks though. He doesn't remember his death. He doesn't remember how he got here. It left a sick feeling in his stomach.
Still, when in doubt, it felt easier to keep his guard up. Hide how muchit was affecting him.]
So... you think they got anything to actually do here or is it twenty-four-seven torture?
02; punishment
[This is a nightmare he can't wake up from. It has to be, even if Billy didn't think even his subconscious could ever make up something as horrifying as this place was. He's not saying that he doesn't deserve this. He's done a lot of bad. He was made from bad, in a way... his mother used part of a demon's soul itself to create him.
Well, sort of at least. It's more complicated than Billy can wrap his head around as he scans the objects before him. Knives. He's not sure he can go that route, but he's pretty sure tattooing it wouldn't work. He wouldn't know how to give himself one anyway.
Burning something into his skin makes his stomach turn... which in return makes him feel guilty for not being brave enough to do it, but it is how it is.
He doesn't even know what sin to start with, honestly, but he finally reaches for one of the blades-- a black and red knife.
He gets as far as rolling up his sleeve, but Billy can't quite bring himself to just do it yet. Usually rash things are so easy for him to do, but this just feels like so much... too much.]
03; network
Uh, hello? I guess this is on now.
[Billy pops on the video. He's sat in some half-empty house he found to stay in, back to the wall as he sits on the floor. He gives a wry smile.]
My name is Billy Kaplan. If that name means anything to anyone... get in touch with me?
[He pauses, idly biting at his cheek.]
So, stupid question, but how is everyone settling in in this hellhole so far? I found a two-storey that was empty... it feels kind of like a waste of space just for me though.
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Nice fringe. Pretty sure I do it better, though.
[He grins, showing off his canines. His shades can do the job of covering how strained his expression actually is around his eyes.]
I've lived in worse places. This is pretty middle-class after the last hellhole I spent time in.
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But he can't let himself be one-upped by someone who looks like they live at Hot Topic or something.]
I think we'll have to agree to disagree on that one, actually...
[He gives a wry smile at that.]
Okay, but exactly what was the last hellhole you spent time in?
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[He's just saying, he is a god, agreeing was not part of the deal. Not that he actually got to read the shortprint or anything.
His grin fades, and he shrugs.]
Pretty average as hellholes go. Dark, mostly. At least here I have access to Jack Daniels.
[Back home was a more emotional trap than this one can ever be, without Marian to keep him in it. But he's not going to spill his guts about it to strangers.]
Why, where did you come from?
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[Well, sort of. His hair, at least, gets a lot of time...]
Your priorities seem to be in order.
[He gives a wry smile, shrugging his shoulders. He's not-- doing too good here either. He misses Teddy and everyone else. He's not sure how good he's going to be able to handle being actually alone, if he's honest.
But he's not going to complain on a public network when they're all facing hell apparently.]
New York. Last thing I really remember is going to sleep in my own bed and then waking up here.
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[If nothing else, nonsensical bickering is great as a distraction. And for him, it feels more normal than almost anything else could. Pissing people off is an art.]
Only so many priorities to have. And now I'm apparently dead, I've got even less of them. Might as well do jack and drink Jack, right?
[Now he's dead, it's kind of a relief not to have to be afraid of it any more. He's maybe less of a fan of the whole penance deal, but it won't be his first time doing that.]
Never been to Old York, never mind New York. Any good?
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[He makes a face. He's pretty sure that has got to be an exaggeration...]
Well, I think we've got some priorities here. Like getting out.
[Billy isn't all that thrilled to stay in hell, even if this guy is.]
Uh. Well, it's definitely better than here.
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[Other than the name and formerly the imminent demise thing, being Nergal's not actually that bad. He looks better than he did as Cameron, at least.]
And they told us how getting out works. What are you going to do other than that?
[He's probably where he deserves to be.]
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[Okay,so, this probably isn't even the smartest thing to sit and bicker about, but it might be a distraction at least.]
... I don't know. I haven't really thought about it. I just want to focus on getting out.
[And honestly, he did good just probably taking himself into an empty house to stay in. All of this-- is a blow.]
It isn't like this place seems set up for much else.
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Settling in has gone alright, so far. It's very empty here, [she notes, glancing behind her at the expansiveness of the empty house she'd found,] but everything is relatively clean and well-built, at least. So it isn't all bad.
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[Like them. He lets out a sigh, shrugging his shoulder.]
So far, no. The punishment thing... that's not too good. Did you get the same speech as everyone else?
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[She winces at the word punishment.]
I did. That first punishment was... [Ray pauses, trying to find a word that even fit.] I deserved it, but I don't know how I'll get through the next. Or how any of us will. It's all rather brutal.
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[He gives a more sympathetic look.] I know. I didn't like it either, but-- the alternative isn't any better, right? If we don't do it, we don't go home.
But if this was them being easy... [He can't really imagine what them being hard is going to be like. He doesn't really want to either.]
But we probably shouldn't focus on that right now. Um, are you okay? Did you get cleaned it up and everything?
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[Ray's expression is blank for a moment, a tangible pause before she makes the decision to reply,] I'm not going back home. They said that isn't an option for the already deceased. [Which meant it was this, or be kicked back into the afterlife for her - a prospect she didn't relish in any way.
She shudders. Ray knows enough about what the military police did back home to guess at what might be coming, and she wants very much to be wrong.]
I'm alright now. Just tired, I think. Don't worry, I'll be alright. What about you, are you okay?
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[Even if Billy is almost inclined to go just lock himself away somewhere and wallow. He can't do that. Not now. He pauses when she continues on, frowning slightly.] Aren't we all dead? I was told I was when I arrived...
[But he'd also been told he could be brought back home, at least. Hopefully, anyway.]
Alright. There are medical supplies in some of the stores if you need help tending to anything though. [He shrugs at the question.] Yeah, I'll be fine, I think. It's over with now.
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Ah, but I was already in Purgatory. From what I've observed, that's not true for the rest of you, is it? [She smiles, briefly, which doesn't reach her eyes at all. If anything, she looks like she'd break down into hysterics if that didn't require far more energy than she could ever hope to have again in her life or afterlife.]
Wouldn't we need money, to get things from the store? I don't have any of this place's currency on me...