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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. |
Baphomet | Wicked + Divine
[The town feels strange, nothing like anywhere he's ever lived, everything just a little too far apart and open for his liking. He probably shouldn't be surprised Hell looks like some kind of American TV set, though, and he might even be thankful that it's not just more of the same, even if not having an Underground is going to be weird and maybe even a little uncomfortable. The greeting committee is worse, making it very clear this isn't home any more, and he definitely isn't the god of this afterlife, if he was ever at all.
He needs somewhere dark to hide out for a bit and recuperate, is what it boils down to, and he's desperate enough to stop the next person he sees, eyes hidden under his shades, wearing a leather jacket and no shirt and really not stopping to think too hard about how that might look.]
Hey, you know if any of these houses have a basement?
Punishment
[He'll have had worse, he's almost done worse, and he's not really about to make whoever runs this place too angry. So if they say punishment is a part of what he's doing here- then punishment it is, and at least he gets to choose what he commits to skin. Might as well make it a short word, right? And he might as well pretend he gets some kind of choice about doing it at all, for that matter.
He holds the blade of the knife between his fingers first, heating it up with a small miracle, because he's fairly sure cauterising will be a painful bitch but much easier to keep clean. And then he sets the knife to the back of his left arm, wincing at the smell of cooked meat, but managing the two cuts it takes to do a very angular C.]
Shit-
[He has a few more words in that line, too, waiting for the pain to pass, but it's going to take a while to get through them...]
arrival
The man Baphomet has stopped is not particularly remarkable looking; close to middle-age, dressed in business casual that looks as though he recently confiscated it from one of the derelict houses around them. He looks back at this strangely dressed young man with very pale eyes, then turns instead to consider the buildings around them.
Atticus glimpses what looks as though it might be a basement window near the foundation of one especially forbidding-looking place. "There, perhaps."
He turns to look back at Baphomet, considering him for a silent moment. Then, as though coming to some decision, he suggests, "Shall we have a look?"
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...The idea that if he's not as harmless as he looks, the other guy might not be either doesn't even cross his mind. There are a few less than twelve gods now, and he knows of all of them, and his world doesn't give powers to random people as far as he knows.
"Yeah, why not?" he says eventually, hands shoved in his pockets. "If nothing else, maybe there's something useful in there."
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That earns him a thin smile that doesn't quite reach Atticus' eyes. One might suspect very little ever does. "We shall see, I suppose," he replies in a mild tone of voice. Then he turns to approach the house, and either assumes that Baphomet will follow, or is inquisitive enough about the house himself that he's keen to explore it regardless.
The front door is unlocked and gives with only a bare creak of its hinges as Atticus tries the latch and pushes forward. Inside, the pervading sense that assails them is one of dust and emptiness, like anyone who had ever lived, loved, or died in this house is long gone from the world. Atticus steps into the foyer and examines their surroundings neutrally. He touches a hand to the wall; the lights flicker, as though they may turn on at his touch, but ultimately do not. He frowns, but does not appear overly troubled or surprised.
"A grim prospect, isn't it," he says, looking back towards Baphomet momentarily. Then he spots the door to the basement, and moves towards it.