Chronology: Ultimate

[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: Hell

Lilith suddenly heard a loud thud and looks to see what it was, apparently a tall demon threw a dead body out of a window of a building to witch Ellie responded by flipping him the bird, he just chuckles and waves goodbye before retreating back into the building. Lilith looks up at the building and then back at Ellie to ask her if they should go see what was happening in there. "Do you think we should go investigate?"

Interactions:
Ellya (Ellie)​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

This is Hell? Supergirl blinked for a moment, not quite understanding - where was the eternal torment, the damnation, the torture?

She never thought she would be disappointed in Hell, but she was disappointed in Hell.

and also relieved.

so hell was just a flashier Gotham, got it!

“I’m going to relax and get a drink before the inevitable boss fight - who’s with me?”

with that, she went to the bar.

Walking, not flying or using her superpowers.

In truth she was going to the bar to get some infromation - she also had no qualms about her chances with the demons here. For the first time she was on the same level as everyone else.

thatguyinthestore
Anyone

 

[Ellya]

Lilith
Location: Hell
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Lilith suddenly heard a loud thud and looks to see what it was, apparently a tall demon threw a dead body out of a window of a building to witch Ellie responded by flipping him the bird, he just chuckles and waves goodbye before retreating back into the building. Lilith looks up at the building and then back at Ellie to ask her if they should go see what was happening in there. "Do you think we should go investigate?"

Interactions:
Ellya (Ellie)​

Ellie
Ellie grumbled something quietly, grinding her teeth. It wasn't exactly clear what she said, but the F-word was definitely involved as she looked up at the window for a few more seconds, then started wiping some blood off herself.

"God... fucking damn it, that's so gross..." She looked at Lilith, then glanced back up. "Ugh... Maybe not... As much as I'd like to beat that guy's ass for this... I'm supposed to stay out of trouble..." She gave a very meaningful glance toward Frank and rolled her eyes a bit.

BarrenThin2

 

[DerpyCarp]

Lealan snaps her fingers in disappointment. Stupid afterlife and it's stupid monetary systems. Oh well, the group moves on without a care, it seems. Hell turns out to be a shitty City. Like Vegas, but somehow with less murder, sex, and drugs. As the group slowly begins to fracture, Lealan takes a moment to inject herself with some Red Stim Packs, and patch herself up. She then separates from the group and walks alongside Supergirl. "Hey, let me come with you! I need a drink as well, and we should at least walk in pairs."
PolikShadowbliss thatguyinthestore

 

[Lazaro1505]

“More arrive, foolishly seeking fortune and glory, in this domain of the damned.” -The Ancestor

Like everyday I spent down here in this after my untimely demise from the corrupted monsterous ‘Shambler’ from the Darkest Dungeon... my team’s mission to plant a beacon that led to the center of the Earth..... where the ‘Heart of Darkness’ laid, dormant in its sleep, but with each passing week, the growing Eldritch abomination slowly awakened... threatening to destroy everything on Earth once it becomes truly awake. Now.... this Bounty Hunter..... the one telling this small story within my mind, who have been here since the beginning, first started out as nothing but a inexperienced warrior against the horrors of the dungeons that laid within the Estate.... hired by the Heir to do the dirty work of driving back the forces of the abyss and horrors of what has been unleashed when the Ancestor first opened the seal..... to the Heart of Darkness.... hehe.... well, I always wondered if it was the right or wrong idea to ‘temporarily’ give up my life of Bounty Hunting to work as nothing more than a expendable soldier for the Heir to deal with his problems for him...... but I guess he must have saw the skill and potential I had when going against the undead and cultist... thieves and Eldritch abominations in many of the dungeons I was sent to for various missions.

Me, along with a few other friends I made and individuals, became one of his Elite, the best ones to send to fight against the monsters... whether in the skin of men or beast.... we were considered his ‘Champions’.... and I thought so too.... if it weren’t for the fact that we are still humans..... and thus.... fragile in both the body and brain. Yeah, I experienced a couple of times where being stressed out enough affected my brain greatly... my mind trying to find a way to deal with this stress.... and often.... my mind simply breaks down and I become ‘afflicted’.... hurting both friend and foe alike in a rage fueled by madness.... but sometimes... my mind prevails and becomes something that I would have never become... even with years more of skill.... ‘Virtuous’... against the abominations of the dark..... and shining bright in the dark... becoming a gateway of the light against the ever-growing darkness.... and while many fall in the face of chaos..... not me.... not today....

But of course.... even with all the the trinkets and gold used on me and my comrades.... we are still fools for being overconfident... which leads to a insidious and slow death.... I was sent along with three other teammates to go into the Darkest Dungeon to plant a beacon..... their names as I can remember correctly..... Dismas the Highwayman.... good guy... and though wanted by the law for being a thief and robber.... have settled into a life of redeeming himself by helping the fight against the growing darkness, using his skill of dodging blows and returning them back with a much harder force.... he’s more of a glass canon than a regular fighter.... good if you know how to balance between dodging blows that would kill you and striking back at equal force.... along with his friend Reynauld the Crusader.... a zealous but loyal warrior whose thirst for War can only be satisfied with joining our ever-growing war, using both holy magic and a powerful two-handed blade to smite his foes.... and last but not least, Missandei the Arbalest... a sharp shooter, a good one in fact.... mostly either shoots some of the targets either she or me marks... or bandaging up those with wounds.... each usage of their bandages increasing more and more in effectiveness with every use.... and I thought that everything would go according to plan.... except.... I didn’t expect what happen next within the Darkest Dungeon. It was.... I can’t even explain it correctly, even the environment would drive one insane, many of the walls and doors had some sort of living Eldritch flesh living upon it.... but it did nothing to hamper our progress, for it made no intentions to harm our group.

But we all had a common understanding that if we manage to get out alive.... we wouldn’t dare enter this place again... not even in a million years. Two other expeditions happened before this one.... those with similar skill but much different abilities and weaponry.... came back.... much different then their normal selfs... but if I have something to say about it, we are probably seeing the worst of the worst than the other two expeditions.... but what we fought against inside the Darkest Dungeon. To cut things short, we expected some sort of force to work against use.... but not on the level we saw.... and by some miracle, we reached the end covered in blood and wounds, some of that blood not being ours. It’s when we fought against the Corrupted version of the ‘Shambler’.... that all hope have been crushed... the creature preying on our already weakened bodies with powerful attacks...Missandei died.... leaving only me, Dismas, and Reynauld remaining..... but in the end.... we managed to make it out, but I was slowly dying from my wounds... and nothing my allies did could postpone my death for a later date. It... was the first time I actually saw my two friends without their helmet and mask... their faces looking like they have seen everything... but they knew what they had gone into when entering the Hamlet..... and so, instead of leaving me to die slowly on the floor, Dismas raised his flintlock pistol and ended my already dying body much sooner.

It was.... actually peaceful in a way.... my body floating in the darkness, flying in bliss of what happened before.... but at least I was free from the madness.... or so I thought.... until I ended up here, which is what many would call, ‘The main Hell of the multiverse...’ and I thought that there was only darkness once someone dies.... but there is one thing for certain..... Hell does exist down here. It was confusing at first.... but not scary and a threat to my sanity.... the Hamlet was much worse looking than this.... but then, after a small checkup on my so called ‘profile’... I was let inside the City.... that many would call the worst place to be in... but at least it wasn’t what I used to call ‘home’..... crime still existed here, since it’s you know.... hell.... but nothing like working as a mercenary couldn’t solve down here. My skill in killing made me a good merc here, made some cash, and started living the rest of my life down here, and right now.... I was drinking from a mug of beer in bar I forgotten the name of... but hey, at least I was still alive.

Oh, all this time, I’ve been talking about my past, and being a Bounty Hunter.... but forgotten to say one important thing...... my name, heh, guess sometimes even the best planner makes some mistakes. The name is:

Tardif the Bounty Hunter

“And this... is my story...”

@ Bar @ open for interaction ​

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

"Yeah that sounds good, I'll go with you If no one else is willing."

"Alright then." Agent 3 nodded in acknowledgement to the ghost - and continued to do nothing for now until she would hear what Jason said.

"Well," Jason began after Agent 3 spoke up as he took a look around the place. Eventually, he turned to look down at the squid girl and continued, "That's up to you." He looked off to the bar and let out a sigh. "Looks like Micah's already run off, though..."

"Well, that's his problem now, don't you think?" The Inkling asked him coldly yet simply before deciding to look around to see who else was here, and similarly to Jason's gaze, the watchful eye of the squid kid would settle on the same person 'he' had seen.

Finally, there was a fat... short... grotesque man who was clad in purple and yellow. He appeared to be laughing at the person who had just fallen out of the window. Jason's gaze hung on this short, ugly little man for a long while... as if he knew him somehow. Agent 3, Praetorian, and Ben may recognize him as well, as Wario from the Mushroom Kingdom Incident. What was he doing here?

The backstabber from the Mushroom Kingdom, Wario, was it? Agent 3 sighed and was admittedly confused - she knew Jason knew him as well, as he was in that incident too, she was just surprised to see him here. Ergo, she elected to approach like Ben had done, and...

"I was blown up." Wario had deadpanned slightly in response to Ben's question. "What about you?"

"How does being blasted by a laser sound? So, yeah, that hurt." She comically leapt into the conversation at that alone. "Just surprised to see you here, if I can be quite honest; never mind who and why." Agent 3 scratched her head in confusion, as there now seemed to be more questions than answers again.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): On alert​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore​

Mentions: Crow , ConnorOfficials​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: Hell

Ellie said that she didn't think it would be a good idea and Lilith agreed with her but not fully, she was a little interested in what would might be happening in that building the demon threw the dead body out of but she also didn't want to get into any trouble. "Well I do want to check what's going on in there but I don't know if I should." Lilith then calls Agent 3 over and asks her about the whole ordeal. "Hey do you think I should check to see what's going on in there?"

Interactions:
BoltBeam (Agent 3)
Ellya (Ellie)​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Concerned, Disgruntled, Anxious
Tags:

thatguyinthestore

(Leo, GM)

Celestial Speck

(Mimaki),

CutieBoop

(Fuma)

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

Sage hadn't liked Leo's answer. He didn't let it show too much, but it had sounded like an excuse; Like the other was just saying it to not worry him. Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect, and for a moment the pyromancer's gaze was unusually serious and hardened. Almost as if trying to read Leo further, which was ironic considering their Abilities. 'Are you sure that's all?', he seemed to ask with the silence, a bit tense until the stare had softened again. There was no use pushing the other too hard...

"Y-yeah...", he had chuckled too, albeit more on the nervous side of things, "It's just, crazy! I'm having a really hard time processing it. Heck, I don't think I can, I'm just gonna be stuck in denial the whole time... Which maybe won't be so bad."

Past the ominous door had been... dark. A dark room that seemed cut into the rock itself. The sight of blue fire was unnerving, even more so ever since the hallucinations caused by fear-toxin. What were the consequences of that wish? Even if the Take-Over might be no more, they were still connected... And as much as it didn't seem like it, it was still a defence mechanism. It existed to keep him alive. Either in the face of a threat or to keep him from burning himself out by letting the power manage itself. Though, protecting the body to then burn the Soul was, very backwards, there was no denying that. But not knowing was always scary. Right now, the Descendant could say for sure that these were all his feelings; The anxiety, the concern, even the curiosity, these were all him. But earlier? Not only was that sensation of distance odd, but he couldn't tell where all that rage had come from either. That level of anger was very unlike him.

A skeleton in a black robe and holding a scythe had then complained at then about getting woken up. Sage was confused, why would a skeleton even need sleep? He didn't know what either 'grim reaper' or 'shinigami' stood for either, literally just seeing a skeleton in a robe that talked somehow. As soon as Gregg had reinforced that they were dead and in Hell, the young man felt his denial rise. His internal child wanted to lash out in defiance, but he managed to maintain himself silent despite the pent out distress that made his eyes glow. No. NO, he wasn't accepting that, couldn't accept that. They weren't dead, they hadn't died. No matter how many times they tried to tell him the opposite this is what he was sticking with. Surely there had to be a mistake somewhere, or a higher reason for them to end up in this location. Perhaps, there was something very important that they had to do, like how the multiversal watches sent them to places.
Surely, the Universe, or all of them had a plan. Surely

The more the explanations went, the more the pyromancer felt that this system was incredibly lazy. They had all just been forced in the same location despite belief system, type of creature... There was even a robot with them! A robot that seemed a bit familiar, but that was a subject for later. Still, could they really say that everyone, every single one of these people were bad? Hell was for bad people, right? Like, sure, he understood that his own situation was very very complex, but there had to be actual good people in this group too. And what happened with their own Universes, that were now lacking a person, their Light? Didn't that mess with the balance?? Remnant would be missing three for team RWBY, whenever Kyou and Mimaki came from would be missing them and Saraiiho would be missing him. And then what? Would his Light just get replaced if he never came back, as if it had never been?

None of them were pleased with these answers. Heck, Mimaki had almost had a panic attack at some point, lasers apparently can vaporize ghosts and Sage had to step back all the way to the end of the group because the more he listened the more annoyed he felt. This isn't keeping the balance of the multiverse, it's breaking it further. Just send everyone's Lights back to where they came from to be evaluated by their own Universe's rules. By the Gods, that shouldn't be so hard!! He felt a bit calmer after a couple deep breaths, though the temperature was still slowly rising. This was one of those subjects that had the potential to really grind his gears, and to see so much... incompetence while handling it was just, way too much.

After they were all checked-in, --what is this, a hotel? Hopefully it wouldn't get destroyed like the last one he had been in--, logged-in, whatever, Gregg had pointed at a dark path and gone off to tend to cats that, he apparently didn't like too much. He wondered what was the story behind that, as they were greeted by a completely different location. An urbane town, with twisted vibes.

No matter how the pyromancer looked at it, it was an instant throwback to Crime Alley. He let out a gasp and stepped back with apprehension, feeling even more unsafe than before. To say that Sage was out of his element would be an understatement. And this time there was no Alexis to hold and protect him. He felt... lost, lost and lonely. All of the people he had truly bonded with were either gone or missing, Kyou... had his own thing going. Maybe he was wrong, and he was the one needing more reassurance, not Leo. Or even, maybe they needed mutual reassurance from each other. It was just, really hard... The blows to his beliefs, the uncertainty of everything, all of the new concepts, the feeling that something was wrong. His internal child wanted to be embraced, comforted and protected; It wanted to feel safe and yet, there was no one to do so. He had to face this alone and, didn't feel like he was ready.

He continued giving off warmth, like a human-heater, eyes widened and gradually washing over the environment with shock and apprehension. Not even the red 'sky' was a welcoming sight. If anything it made the young man feel like he would get shot down from the air if he tried flying in here. As if a plane accidentally over an enclosed airspace. He hated it, this sensation of being trapped despite the huge amount of space. Lazarus' plan was okay, it seemed par for the course, though he didn't know whether he was good with people. Was there even anything that he could say with certainty that he was good at? Nope, didn't think so.

Sticking with Fuma seemed like the best idea, given that she would be more used to everything. It had been a while since he had said a word, as he kept lingering around the group as if just going with the flow. Eventually the Descendant had gripped the end of Leo's shirt again, trembling, seeking some kind of stability. He knew that he shouldn't be doing that, he knew where it was coming from and he shouldn't give it a listen. But it was either that or a panic attack. And this really wasn't a place for a panic attack. His discomfort was more than obvious, not just by the temperature, but by how he resembled a lost puppy and seemed very close to tearing up.

Sage really didn't like this place, or this situation. He just felt... vulnerable and so so small...

 

[Chungchangching]

CN-TAN

Concerned, Tandem looked at me as I began vibrating with my hands pulling on my hair. I was in awe of the beauty, creativity, and design of this place. What I would do to get my hands of this version of hell and make it a show. I would be stinking rich! The demons have such unique designs that make them all look like main characters. I haven't noticed Tandem giving me a worried stare until he poked me in the cheek.

The poke ignited my veins, blood overflowing so much that my limbs and the head popped right off with a fountain of gore coming out of my stumps. I got a lot on Tandem and he started trying to wipe the blood off his face and T-Shirt, making quick whelps of disgust. I even landed on his duck hat! Well, my head did anyway. He rudely slapped me off and started squeaking the headwear clean.

"Oh my Gosh. This is disgusting. I think I'm gonna hurl."

"That. . . would actually be disgusting. Please don't."

. . .

"Put me back together please."​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Atreus and Ellie certainly seemed to be getting along well, which was good for both of them, from what he knew about the two. Ellie seemed pretty keen on just doing the opposite of whatever she was told, or at least on only doing something if it was her idea. Given their circumstances, going off like that could well get the lot of them killed. As usual, he made a note to watch her closely, if only out of the corner of his eye. It was time to set out into this new but familiar concrete jungle. A rather strange creature, a demon Frank reckoned, walked by and called Ben and Agent Penguin freaks within a few seconds of starting. Not surprising. He was about to call for the passerby to stop when a scream sounded off overhead. The old man looked up just in time to take a few steps back as whoever it was slammed into the ground that he and Ellie practically ended up wearing the poor man.

Without breaking stride, he kneeled down next to what was left of the corpse. There was barely enough of him left to call it that, the rest all over his clothes. Whoever it was looked almost like the stereotypical idea of a demon. Blood-red skin, horns, a tail. "Language," Frank said to Ellie as he examined the corpse. Above them, a voice rung out, apologizing for the inconvenience. Another stereotypical demon of some sort. The old man stared blankly up at him as he considered his options. Around them, a few locals were hanging around, some more clearly from around here than others. A short man in ridiculous yellow clothes had apparently been blown to bits at some point, and what looked like a kid stood by and mumbled incoherently into his hood. The only one no one seemed to be talking to yet was what looked to be another demon. The creature's limbs reminded Frank of a spider. Was this some kind of demon drag queen? His eyes moved between the strange figure, and the window the other demon had retreated into.

On the one hand, the white haired creature was at street level. Easier to reach and more people were around. On the other, the man up top committing murder might be caught up in something and therefore might be persuaded to share some information with them, or simply know more. Remember what story he's on, and roughly what end of the building. He glanced at Ellie and Atreus. "Get my back?" The old man was perfectly comfortable going in alone, but he had long since learned not to underestimate either of them, even if Ellie was a bit on the reckless side. Except for maybe Lazarus, who also seemed to be a Marine, he was pretty sure there wasn't anyone else he wanted backing him up. Also, it would let him work and keep an eye on the girl. Walking over to the entrance of the building, Frank scanned the door for anything. Locks, traps, anything out of place. If it seemed safe (or at least not immediately dangerous) Frank pushed inside in search of the horned figure.

Ellya thatguyinthestore Hell​

 

[Ellya]

Frank Castle

Atreus and Ellie certainly seemed to be getting along well, which was good for both of them, from what he knew about the two. Ellie seemed pretty keen on just doing the opposite of whatever she was told, or at least on only doing something if it was her idea. Given their circumstances, going off like that could well get the lot of them killed. As usual, he made a note to watch her closely, if only out of the corner of his eye. It was time to set out into this new but familiar concrete jungle. A rather strange creature, a demon Frank reckoned, walked by and called Ben and Agent Penguin freaks within a few seconds of starting. Not surprising. He was about to call for the passerby to stop when a scream sounded off overhead. The old man looked up just in time to take a few steps back as whoever it was slammed into the ground that he and Ellie practically ended up wearing the poor man.

Without breaking stride, he kneeled down next to what was left of the corpse. There was barely enough of him left to call it that, the rest all over his clothes. Whoever it was looked almost like the stereotypical idea of a demon. Blood-red skin, horns, a tail. "Language," Frank said to Ellie as he examined the corpse. Above them, a voice rung out, apologizing for the inconvenience. Another stereotypical demon of some sort. The old man stared blankly up at him as he considered his options. Around them, a few locals were hanging around, some more clearly from around here than others. A short man in ridiculous yellow clothes had apparently been blown to bits at some point, and what looked like a kid stood by and mumbled incoherently into his hood. The only one no one seemed to be talking to yet was what looked to be another demon. The creature's limbs reminded Frank of a spider. Was this some kind of demon drag queen? His eyes moved between the strange figure, and the window the other demon had retreated into.

On the one hand, the white haired creature was at street level. Easier to reach and more people were around. On the other, the man up top committing murder might be caught up in something and therefore might be persuaded to share some information with them, or simply know more. Remember what story he's on, and roughly what end of the building. He glanced at Ellie and Atreus. "Get my back?" The old man was perfectly comfortable going in alone, but he had long since learned not to underestimate either of them, even if Ellie was a bit on the reckless side. Except for maybe Lazarus, who also seemed to be a Marine, he was pretty sure there wasn't anyone else he wanted backing him up. Also, it would let him work and keep an eye on the girl. Walking over to the entrance of the building, Frank scanned the door for anything. Locks, traps, anything out of place. If it seemed safe (or at least not immediately dangerous) Frank pushed inside in search of the horned figure.

Ellya thatguyinthestore Hell​

Atreus & Ellie
BarrenThin2 BoltBeam ConnorOfficials thatguyinthestore
"Fuck you." Ellie's response to Frank telling her to watch her language was not only short, but instantaneous as well, almost like a reaction, an instinct by now.
She didn't say it in a mean or hurtful way, it was just her response, and her way of saying that no, she would not watch her language.

Atreus had been carefully watching the window ever since the demon's interaction with Ellie. "How... How could that thing die again? I mean, if we're in Hel, and all these people are dead..." he wondered, mostly to himself. When Frank moved into the building, Atreus gave a nod and jogged after him. Ellie stayed behind for a few more seconds. "Oh, well, looks like we're going anyway..." She shrugged, speaking to Lilith and Agent 3.

Whether the two of them followed or not, Ellie would follow as well. Atreus walked beside Frank, and Ellie a few feet behind them, maybe along with Lilith and Agent 3. If they came along, she would make sure to introduce herself, as well as Atreus and Frank to their new companions before entering.

A short while into their walk or elevator ride upstairs, Ellie could suddenly be heard clearing her throat. "You guys wanna hear a joke about pizza?" Regardless of anyone answering or not, she pretty quickly continued. "Never mind, it's way too cheesy."

If anyone were to look at Ellie, they'd see her with a book in her hands and a wide grin on her face. The book looked pretty old and childish, and it was titled "No Pun Intended: Volume Too". "What?" Ellie said with a smirk. "I'm just killing some time. Ahem... A book just fell on my head. I only have my shelf to blame."

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

"Well I do want to check what's going on in there but I don't know if I should." Lilith then calls Agent 3 over and asks her about the whole ordeal. "Hey do you think I should check to see what's going on in there?"

"I'd say it's... probably a good idea?" The Inkling thought aloud to the ghost. "Can never be too sure in unfamiliar lands."

"Oh, well, looks like we're going anyway..." She shrugged, speaking to Lilith and Agent 3.

The Inkling merely shrugged at the mention of it, and didn't humour it with a response until she elected to follow anyways.

Whether the two of them followed or not, Ellie would follow as well. Atreus walked beside Frank, and Ellie a few feet behind them, maybe along with Lilith and Agent 3. If they came along, she would make sure to introduce herself, as well as Atreus and Frank to their new companions before entering.

A short while into their walk or elevator ride upstairs, Ellie could suddenly be heard clearing her throat. "You guys wanna hear a joke about pizza?" Regardless of anyone answering or not, she pretty quickly continued. "Never mind, it's way too cheesy."

If anyone were to look at Ellie, they'd see her with a book in her hands and a wide grin on her face. The book looked pretty old and childish, and it was titled "No Pun Intended: Volume Too". "What?" Ellie said with a smirk. "I'm just killing some time. Ahem... A book just fell on my head. I only have my shelf to blame."

"...Are you seriously making jokes right now?" The Inkling quipped with a smile of her own forming. "Two of them, no less? Keep trying and you may eventually succeed at kraken me up with one of those." She said confidently and joyfully, and though not directly following their path as to get more out of the 'reverse' Mario (Wario, that is)... She must admit, she's probably made a pretty bad choice somewhere just now anyways.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): On alert​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell​

Interactions: ConnorOfficials , Ellya​

Mentions: thatguyinthestore​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[Ellya]

Agent 3

"I'd say it's... probably a good idea?" The Inkling thought aloud to the ghost. "Can never be too sure in unfamiliar lands."

The Inkling merely shrugged at the mention of it, and didn't humour it with a response until she elected to follow anyways.

"...Are you seriously making jokes right now?" The Inkling quipped with a smile of her own forming. "Two of them, no less? Keep trying and you may eventually succeed at kraken me up with one of those." She said confidently and joyfully, and though not directly following their path as to get more out of the 'reverse' Mario (Wario, that is)... She must admit, she's probably made a pretty bad choice somewhere just now anyways.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): On alert​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell​

Interactions: ConnorOfficials , Ellya​

Mentions: thatguyinthestore​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

Ellie
BoltBeam BarrenThin2 ConnorOfficials

"Ppffffhahahaha! Kraken! I get it!" Ellie burst out into sudden laughter, once again with a cute snort in between two bursts. "Ahahah! Fuck! Kraken, because you're all... y'know... squid thing or whatever the hell you are, oh shit! That's fucking good!" She kept giggling through her words, her voice even breaking a few times. "Ooh, shit... Kraken me up..." she mumbled, still struggling with some aftergiggles even a minute later.

Atreus looked very confused.

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

"Language." He repeated. albeit more sternly, though he hardly seemed upset. As cursing was a reflex, so to did telling her not to seem to be, now that they weren't in a super high stress situation with a pressing, active threat of death. Weapon raised, Frank continued through the halls, feeling the crossbow sway slightly where it hung on his back. Behind him, it seemed they had at least one tag along. The squid child from before. Glancing over his shoulder, he nodded to the girl as Ellie introduced him. "Frank. Charmed, I'm sure." Any time he neared a corner, the old man would peer around it carefully. This man, whoever he was, had already shown himself to be violent. The group couldn't be too careful. To say he was ready for a fight was one thing, he was practically itching for one.

Atreus's question about how things in Hell could die was a good one, but one he felt pretty confident he could answer. At least in Frank's case, he didn't actually feel that different now that he was dead than when he was alive. In some ways, he actually felt better. He still had a pulse, still needed to blink and to breathe. Maybe this wasn't entirely unlike the other afterlives after all. If so, they were basically, for all intents and purposes, still alive, just in another place. Seemed like it would be too hard to explain to the kid, though. It was hard enough for Frank to understand it, and he had been through the process several times.

He stopped walking when Ellie made the pun, turning his head to look at the girl with a glare. His seemingly disapproving stare didn't move away from her. At least from his side of the room, you could hear a pin drop. Finally, he resumed walking. As he did, he felt something come over him. Some primal urge. His true calling. In complete deadpan, without breaking stride or looking behind him again, he spoke. "You're going to make all my hair fall out, kid. I'm gonna need one Hell of a toupee."

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[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: I.M.P. Headquarters

Ellie, Frank and Atreus (B O I) eventually decided to enter with Agent 3 and Lilith following behind, Ellie and Agent 3 thought it was the perfect idea to make more of her lame puns witch made Lilith want to roll her eyes into her sockets. "God can the two of you please stop, it's not like any of your puns are drop dead hilarious or anything." Not realizing that she made a bad pun herself she tried to shift her focus to anything else in the building to drown out the puns.

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BarrenThin2 (Frank)
Ellya (Ellie and Atreus)​

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma & Yoshi (technically here)

Well, at first she was stunned by the design of this place-- this version of hell which had a city. It feels modern... It looks modern... If the worse case scenario, poor Fuma would be saying she feels very old! -- If not for the fact she's existed over 3,000+ years. She snapped out of her shock when Mimaki had requested her to find a demon that could navigate and help them get through this version of Hell. "Ah- of course. Fuma was just surprised by the layout here. This is different from the ones Fuma remembers... but I'll figure it out. You can all count on me." With a nod, she opened the book with the tendril and flipped through to get Bathin's seal. She'll need some open space to go summon him, so she temporary lets go of Mimaki's hand.

The circle is set once again, and for this time, the seal of Bathin goes up.



"

BATHIN; DUKE OF HELL AND COMMANDING THIRTY LEGIONS OF DEMONS. MY FAVOR TO ASK OF YOU IS A SIMPLE ONE. IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, WE-- AS A GROUP, CAN TRAVERSE THIS VERSION OF HELL.

"

Then, revealed the demon Bathin, a muscular man with a serpentine tail, riding a pale horse. He is the 18th demon out of 72 demons in the Goetia.



"

How do you do, Mistress Fuma? I've heard your call. Looking around... Of course, this seems different from what we are used to. I can still transport you and your group to important landmarks, entrances and exits. You all just need to make sure you stay close while we traverse this version of hell. It is no good to be too lost, for if you are, the lost will be brought back here.

"

Fuma turns to the group, containing herself, Mimaki, Sage, Ciri, Jason, and others who chose to stick close (Like Yoshi for example. He's just staying in the group so he can be close to friends and teammates).

"

IT SHALL BE DONE. WE NEED TO STAY CLOSE WHILE WE FOLLOW BATHIN. STAYING CLOSE TO FUMA WILL BE IMPORTANT INSTRUCTIONS AS WELL. YOU MIGHT BE TRANSPORTED TO DIFFERENT AREAS, BUT IT IS A PART OF HIS NATURE, AND A PART OF OUR EFFORTS FOR US TO GET AROUND THIS VERSION OF HELL. A BIG CITY WILL NOT INTIMIDATE FUMA NOR OTHERS FOR TOO LONG. WHO WISHES TO JOIN US ON THIS TRIP?

"

That's just Fuma's confidence in her demoness capabilities as the demon among demons, and she's sure it could help the group find important land marks or important entrances or exits. There will be a lot of transporting involved, and there's a chance that others away from the group may be transported to somewhere different or with the group (not sure on that). Whenever people in the group are ready, they will initiate this trip together. Just don't get too sick or lost and everybody will be fine while they follow Fuma and Bathin around this city/Hell variant.

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[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Globnar
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(Freezer) (Burn)​

"But what matters if this is our final resting place?!" Weiss snapped, stepping towards Blake, as she threw her hands outward for a moment.

"Weiss!" Yang shouted. The ex-heiress turned to face the one-armed blonde. "Listen, the thing is, we've always gotten ourselves out of situations we didn't even think we could crawl out of alive. The breach, the Fall of Beacon, the Battle of Haven, the Argus incident, the whole Penguin takeover...hell, even Ruby's death. All of these happened, and yet, what did we do? We kept moving forward. We pushed on. And now look at us, still here. Considering wherever we went in the past few days or so, I'm sure we can still push through."

Weiss only looked at Yang, tilting her head slightly.

"Weiss?"

"Yang..." Weiss began, "I understand how you feel about all this, but... Do you even realize how different the situation is, this time around?" Yang raised an eyebrow. "We. Are. Dead." Weiss clasped her hands together. "That's it. We're the last to go out of the four of us, and you're not all that concerned about that? Do you realize how crazy you must be to think that somehow, we can get out of even here?! I mean, are you sure this isn't where our quest ends?!"

"If this really is where we'll lay for the rest of our lives, I'll eat my words," Yang said, "But we can't just linger now. If we look, we can find...something. Something that can get us out of here."

"I guess..." Weiss said...but deep down, she was still unsure. Sure, she had listened to what Yang had to say, but she couldn't help but to continue feeling like they had failed. As Weiss looked on, however, she caught a glimpse of a scythe. She wasn't sure if it was someone watching from behind, or if it was really...

Ruby.

Blake certainly believed that it truly was their long-gone team leader, but Weiss only raised an eyebrow. Even when Blake called out her name, Weiss remained skeptical. If Ruby was there, wouldn't she be standing there, calling out to them?

Uhhh, I...believe so, yeah.

I thought so, Oscar. Now, whether or not Ruby truly was there, you'll see. Now, where have I left off? Right, anyways. Weiss and Yang eventually followed the group into the room, where they met wth the reaper himself.

Who?

Sorry, Gregg the Reaper.

Now, unlike Ellie, Weiss and Yang didn't mind that he had been named that way. Instead, they wanted to how they were here, and if they could get out. This time, they just stood back to listen, gathering whatever information they could.

When Gregg says to get out, they could.
They were in the Multiverse's general Hell because they died outside of their own universe's.

Then came the list. As Gregg would expect, Weiss and Yang gave their respective names.

"Weiss Schnee."
"Yang Xiao Long."

While Weiss said her name, however, she was already attempting to fight back her tears. If Gregg didn't feel like it, everyone could very well be here forever, without even a way of seeing the demise of their origin universes for themselves. If the Multiverse is destroyed, end of story.

Ruby wouldn't be happy.

That said, Yang certainly took note, looking towards Weiss, who looked back. Weiss faced the palm of hand against Yang, signalling for her to stop and stay back. Yang sighed, then nodded...but then, the two of them heard Blake ask about Ruby.

The most surprising thing was, in Gregg's own words, she 'passed through here a while ago'.

"Wait, she's here?!" Yang asked, shocked. But the time for questions had since passed. Even when they passed into the darkest hallway they had passed through, the mere fact that Ruby passed here was still firmly planted in her mind. On the other hand, she still had something to address:

Atreus.

"Hey, Atreus," Yang said, "Atreus, you here? I'm...sorry I didn't find the time to talk with you, since well, I was still down from what had happened. So, your father... It wasn't him, right?"

— - — - —​

Wherever they arrived, it was a city. But it was no New Donk City, nor even the underground hideout below Mountain Glenn. It was at this moment that the search for their supposedly dead team leader took precedent above whatever the group was focused on right now.

"Weiss and I will be away, looking for Ruby," Yang decided, as she started to walk away, looking throughout the city for the hooded Huntress. "As always, you see the name "Byakuya", you see me."

Weiss, who had similarly been afflicted by the sheer gravity of Gregg's statement on Ruby, silently followed, expecting Blake to join them in their search as well. However, as they were starting to leave, Kagutsuchi had offered to join them.

"Sure," Yang answered.

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[TheElenaFisher]

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The response Gregg gave her made her eyes widen. So she was here! But why was she here in the first place? Ruby didn’t belong down here, she belonged anywhere in the afterlife but here, so she had to wonder if she was falsely sent here or if there was a reason behind her being sent here. He then stepped aside, telling them to go down the path before leaving them to take care of other business.

Going down the path, which even with her night vision it was hard to see anything, they eventually reached the end. As it turned out, it was a city that was the opposite of New Donk City in color and in tone. Micah had chosen to walk off by himself and really, while she’d volunteer to keep an eye on him, finding Ruby was more important than him. “I’m going with Weiss and Yang.”

Before she could follow the two, someone called out to them and when she looked, she saw that it was... Kagutsuchi, right? At least, that’s what he introduced himself as when he took over Kyou. Although the nicknames he called the three of them were odd... Anyways, he had asked if he wanted to come along and really, she had no objections. “It’s fine with me.” Turning, she caught up with Weiss and Yang, following them.

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Eventually, they were told to go down a dark path and seeing as how they had no other option, they all went down the path. What they found on the other end was very different when compared to the caves and the crypt they were just in. In fact, it reminded her of New Donk City except of New Donk City outlawed happiness and bright colors. She waited for someone to eventually break off from the group which just so happened to be Micah wanting to go get a drink.

Before she could say or do anything, she looked over as she heard someone snapping their fingers to see it was Mimaki wanting her and Jason’s attention. Apparently he wanted the two to travel around with him and Fuma and she saw no harm in it. “Alright, I’ll come with. We should probably go after Micah to keep an eye on him, something tells me that it’s a bad idea to have him alone at a bar.”

As Fuma summoned a demon to help them travel around the city, Ciri turned to Geralt who was ever so quiet. “Geralt, do you want to come with?”

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[Ellya]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Globnar
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

"But what matters if this is our final resting place?!" Weiss snapped, stepping towards Blake, as she threw her hands outward for a moment.

"Weiss!" Yang shouted. The ex-heiress turned to face the one-armed blonde. "Listen, the thing is, we've always gotten ourselves out of situations we didn't even think we could crawl out of alive. The breach, the Fall of Beacon, the Battle of Haven, the Argus incident, the whole Penguin takeover...hell, even Ruby's death. All of these happened, and yet, what did we do? We kept moving forward. We pushed on. And now look at us, still here. Considering wherever we went in the past few days or so, I'm sure we can still push through."

Weiss only looked at Yang, tilting her head slightly.

"Weiss?"

"Yang..." Weiss began, "I understand how you feel about all this, but... Do you even realize how different the situation is, this time around?" Yang raised an eyebrow. "We. Are. Dead." Weiss clasped her hands together. "That's it. We're the last to go out of the four of us, and you're not all that concerned about that? Do you realize how crazy you must be to think that somehow, we can get out of even here?! I mean, are you sure this isn't where our quest ends?!"

"If this really is where we'll lay for the rest of our lives, I'll eat my words," Yang said, "But we can't just linger now. If we look, we can find...something. Something that can get us out of here."

"I guess..." Weiss said...but deep down, she was still unsure. Sure, she had listened to what Yang had to say, but she couldn't help but to continue feeling like they had failed. As Weiss looked on, however, she caught a glimpse of a scythe. She wasn't sure if it was someone watching from behind, or if it was really...

Ruby.

Blake certainly believed that it truly was their long-gone team leader, but Weiss only raised an eyebrow. Even when Blake called out her name, Weiss remained skeptical. If Ruby was there, wouldn't she be standing there, calling out to them?

Uhhh, I...believe so, yeah.

I thought so, Oscar. Now, whether or not Ruby truly was there, you'll see. Now, where have I left off? Right, anyways. Weiss and Yang eventually followed the group into the room, where they met wth the reaper himself.

Who?

Sorry, Gregg the Reaper.

Now, unlike Ellie, Weiss and Yang didn't mind that he had been named that way. Instead, they wanted to how they were here, and if they could get out. This time, they just stood back to listen, gathering whatever information they could.

When Gregg says to get out, they could.
They were in the Multiverse's general Hell because they died outside of their own universe's.

Then came the list. As Gregg would expect, Weiss and Yang gave their respective names.

"Weiss Schnee."
"Yang Xiao Long."

While Weiss said her name, however, she was already attempting to fight back her tears. If Gregg didn't feel like it, everyone could very well be here forever, without even a way of seeing the demise of their origin universes for themselves. If the Multiverse is destroyed, end of story.

Ruby wouldn't be happy.

That said, Yang certainly took note, looking towards Weiss, who looked back. Weiss faced the palm of hand against Yang, signalling for her to stop and stay back. Yang sighed, then nodded...but then, the two of them heard Blake ask about Ruby.

The most surprising thing was, in Gregg's own words, she 'passed through here a while ago'.

"Wait, she's here?!" Yang asked, shocked. But the time for questions had since passed. Even when they passed into the darkest hallway they had passed through, the mere fact that Ruby passed here was still firmly planted in her mind. On the other hand, she still had something to address:

Atreus.

"Hey, Atreus," Yang said, "Atreus, you here? I'm...sorry I didn't find the time to talk with you, since well, I was still down from what had happened. So, your father... It wasn't him, right?"

— - — - —​

Wherever they arrived, it was a city. But it was no New Donk City, nor even the underground hideout below Mountain Glenn. It was at this moment that the search for their supposedly dead team leader took precedent above whatever the group was focused on right now.

"Weiss and I will be away, looking for Ruby," Yang decided, as she started to walk away, looking throughout the city for the hooded Huntress. "As always, you see the name "Byakuya", you see me."

Weiss, who had similarly been afflicted by the sheer gravity of Gregg's statement on Ruby, silently followed, expecting Blake to join them in their search as well.

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Atreus
Atreus was still standing with Frank and Ellie at this point, but as Yang approached and talked to him, he turned toward them and looked up. "Oh, hi. Yang, right?" The boy seemed to have a talent for remembering names as well, having only heard them introduce themselves to Gregg before.

On the subject of his Father, Atreus had tightened up a little bit more. The slightest frown appeared on his young brow and his shoulders slumping a little. "Oh... I..." he started, thinking for a few seconds. "... I know it wasn't him. But he acted an awful lot like him. I guess I know for sure because..." Once again, the boy took his time to think of the right words. He was used to being barked at when saying something stupid, so he tried to develop the habit of thinking twice before saying too much.

"... As much as I feel like he hates me sometimes, he'd never ask me to put myself in danger for his sake. Only to teach me stuff, and... Well, I guess I could just see it wasn't him. In his eyes." Atreus looked up at Yang again, his own eyes were a deep piercing light blue, almost unnatural-looking. There was something of a youthful excitement and hopefulness in there, but also a struggle in his expression. He tried his best to keep up a positive act. "Thanks for checking in with me though. But I'm fine."

 

[Ellya]

Ellie
"Ooh, fuck! Fuck, stop it! You're killing me!"

Ellie had been giggling the entire time as people just kept adding more and more puns into the mix. This girl really liked lame jokes. But it was mostly the fact that everyone seemed to surprised by themselves for making them. She especially didn't see Frank's coming. Ellie's laughing fit had grown so bad now that she had to stop for a while, leaning her hand against a wall and gasping for breath between waves of laughing, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Ooh, f... fuck, Frank! That was a lame one, but... Fuck, it was good..."

Her laughter would occasionally die down a bit, but as soon as she reminded herself of the joke and Frank's face when he said it, she'd just get going again. Her face was red and she was clutching her stomach by this point. "Ooh, shit... Fuck... I'm gonna die, I'm gonna fucking die..." she giggled.

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[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: I.M.P. Headquarters

Ellie was still dying of laughter, so much in fact that she had to stop and take a breather before and Lilith just realized what she just said and facepalmed in shame before angrily groaning. "Oh my god I wish I could die for a third time..." At this point she felt like she was about to have five headaches at once and someone in the building would probably heard them by now, maybe that demon guy from earlier.

Interactions:
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BoltBeam (Agent 3)
BarrenThin2 (Frank Castle)​

 

[Laix_Lake]

• Orbeck
• Vauban prime

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  Orbeck of Vinhiem
  status: welcome to the universe lazy way of dealing with the damed. I despise it so.
  condition: Normal. Bewildered.​

  

  
  
  Whatever pre-conceptions you may or may not have had about Hell being just an eternal pit of fire and torture seemed to be shattered here, as you crossed the threshold into a bustling, dark city. In fact, "Hell" seemed to be the exact opposite of New Donk City in terms of tone and general feeling. Where New Donk was bright, cheery, and colorful, Hell was dark, dreary, and looked like the kind of place where you'd get stabbed in the stomach if you lurked around a singular alleyway for too long.
  
  "Welp," Micah said, throwing up his arms. "I'm headed to the bar." The outlaw said dryly, before walking off to do just that. Jason would sigh at the sight, before turning to face the group.
  
  "As tempting as getting hammered may be, please don't go off and do stupid shit. We need to get outta here ASAP." He said to the rest of you without even bothering to stop Micah. Mainly because at this point, Jason knew that the man was a lost cause in the "listening" department.

  
  So this is what the so-called "multiversal hell" looks like, a mash of modern and over the top architecture with a massive helping of red hues and tones. Was he sort of ignoring the fact that he was killed in general? Maybe, it was something to get used to when it comes to that dreaded curse. So instead of just going into despair, he just finds the entire situation to be stupid. And this was the same person who was sucked into this by the whims of a talking triangle...
  
  Darth Vader has made an enemy of Vinhime sorcerer from this day onward, for the crimes of subjecting them to this foolishness...
  
  

  "BATHIN; DUKE OF HELL AND COMMANDING THIRTY LEGIONS OF DEMONS. MY FAVOR TO ASK OF YOU IS A SIMPLE ONE. IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, WE-- AS A GROUP, CAN TRAVERSE THIS VERSION OF HELL."
  
  Then, revealed the demon Bathin, a muscular man with a serpentine tail, riding a pale horse. He is the 18th demon out of 72 demons in the Goetia.
  
  

  

  
  
  "How do you do, Mistress Fuma? I've heard your call. Looking around... Of course, this seems different from what we are used to. I can still transport you and your group to important landmarks, entrances and exits. You all just need to make sure you stay close while we traverse this version of hell. It is no good to be too lost, for if you are, the lost will be brought back here."
  
  Fuma turns to the group, containing herself, Mimaki, Sage, Ciri, Jason, and others who chose to stick close (Like Yoshi for example. He's just staying in the group so he can be close to friends and teammates).
  
  "IT SHALL BE DONE. WE NEED TO STAY CLOSE WHILE WE FOLLOW BATHIN. STAYING CLOSE TO FUMA WILL BE IMPORTANT INSTRUCTIONS AS WELL. YOU MIGHT BE TRANSPORTED TO DIFFERENT AREAS, BUT IT IS A PART OF HIS NATURE, AND A PART OF OUR EFFORTS FOR US TO GET AROUND THIS VERSION OF HELL. A BIG CITY WILL NOT INTIMIDATE FUMA NOR OTHERS FOR TOO LONG. WHO WISHES TO JOIN US ON THIS TRIP?"

  
  The advice given by the others was self-explanatory, stick in groups, and don't do anything stupid. No disagreements on his end. So for the time being he may as well stick with the now goring group consisting of Fuma, Sage, Ciri, and a few others. Fuma in question has summoned another of her demons from that book of hers, the Goetia. Bathin...as he was called supposedly has the means to teleport people throughout this place...primary in some of the more significant landmarks and the like. Hard to say if it would even work. But if it does...it would be better for him and someone else to stop by one of those locations.
  
  So without much in the way of worrying, he stands by as he lets Fuma do her work. Free to talk to by anyone in question.
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  Vauban prime
  Status: taking to the bars
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  So to put things into perspective, they died, and are in some sort of...after life? Vauban gets that to a certain degree, but...How can he be dead? Yes, the warframe should be destroyed from a blast like that, but...you know what let's not think about the implications and logic behind it. He literally got here about a half an hour ago. So as they arrived at this multiversal hell, he chose to stand by the group consisting of Frank and a few others, as they talk about integrating the locals of this place.
  
  

  So here’s the best plan I’ve got: we make sure we never go off without a battle buddy and we do what we can to gather intel. Talk to the locals, search public areas, find the leaders of this city, et cetera, et cetera. That will be our best shot at establishing a foothold and finding a way out of this hellhole. Kill?” Lazarus looked around for a moment before realizing that no one would know what he meant by "kill", “...Kill. Anyways, anybody want to volunteer to talk to the locals with me? Preferably those who are good with people...or demons.”

  Vauban was one of those who had no idea what the military code means, at the very least he would know it's not to be taken literally. A thumbs up would be given in his direction.
  
  "I'll be heading to the bars first, seems like the kind of place for more of the seedier people to be at." Regardless of who comes along, he makes his way inside the bar.
  
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[thatguyinthestore]

The bar was.... well, it was about how you'd expect a literal bar in Hell to be. It was dark, lit only by neon and blacklights. There appeared to be fights in every corner, and sex everywhere else. Link gave a weary look as he looked around alongside Midna, while Micah had immediately jumped up at the bar in the front and appeared to already be on his second glass. When Supergirl entered, no one really paid her any mind. Well, other than one demon, who seemed to be privy on laughing at her at her expense.

"Look at the blondie over here!" The demon shouted as it pointed a slimy tendril in her face. He then tilted his head downwards to meet Lealan's gaze, and then Vauban's. "And who're these clowns s'pposed t'be? Sum' kinda pets?"

Back outside, Wario's eyes had widened a bit once he saw Agent 3. He'd registered the recognition in his head for a short moment, before smiling with his... disgusting looking teeth. There appeared to even be a bug crawling between them... gross. "Oh, I remember you!" Wario said as he picked said bug out of his teeth and flicked it onto Agent 3's nose. "Bowser paid me to betray you all... or whatever." He snickered to himself when she'd said how she died. "Well that's ironic, isn't it!? You all blew ME up, and now YOU were the ones blown up!"

The fat man broke into a fit of laughter moments later - one that was so violent that he literally fell onto the ground and started to wriggle and writhe among it, rolling around and laughing like there was no tomorrow. He was so caught up in his laughter, in fact, that he hadn't even noticed Agent 3 wander off. Kenny, on the other hand, nodded his head in response to Agent 3.

Leo and Sage stood off to the side, with Leo merely supporting Sage by putting his hand around the other boy's back, while said boy gripped the end of his shirt. Leo could feel the trembling hand, even though he wasn't looking at it. The trembling made his arm around Sage's back secure all the more.

When Frank had approached the door of the building that the murder had just been committed in, he found that the door he entered through had a logo, which was entitled "I.M.P. - Immediate Murder Professionals". The head figure seemed like a more demonic, creepier looking version of the man who had thrown the body out of the window mere moments earlier. Luckily for Frank, the door seemed to be unlocked, which meant that there wouldn't be any need for forced entry or anything like that.

When he entered the building itself, he was met by a... demon... dog.. girl, who had been checking her phone. She didn't even seem to notice him when he had entered - or anyone else, for that matter. In fact, she literally didn't even notice them walk right past her and into the nearby elevator. At least she wasn't that much trouble.

When they had made their way up to the floor that the body had been thrown from, they were met by sounds of shouting coming from the room where, presumably, the body had been thrown out from. One of the voices even sounded distinctly like the same one that had been used to condescendingly greet Ellie. Oh, and Kendall was there, too. He was just in the back... watching them all with a smile.

Back outside the building, Jason watched Fuma summon her demon... friend... thing with a deadpan look, and when they were finished giving their exposition dump, Jason's only response was, "Well... that's convenient." And then he shrugged and followed behind the group alongside Leo and Bobby.

Now, the four-armed spider person... well, he'd overhead Yang and Weiss' little Ruby-centric conversation. He'd watched the teenage girls pass him by with seemingly interested eyes, and after a few moments, he tailed them. Once he'd caught up to them after a few short moments, he lifted a hand and called out, "Yo, hey. Kids!" He said, and once he'd caught up, he asked, "You said you're lookin' for someone named Ruby, yeah?"

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[Atomic Chucklenuts]

Gregg says that he’ll need everyone’s profile in order to find out how they died in order to move on.

“That’s it? It’s Sora.”

“Rex Salazar” With the information needed, he lets them pass. After more walking in a completely dark passage with little to no way of seeing where to go, eventually, everybody gets out only to find themselves in a fancy looking city, but felt dangerous nonetheless. Micah heads to the bar with Jason and Agent 3 refusing to follow, wanting him and the rest of the gang to get out of here quickly as possible. “Yeah. Same here. Not really a fan of how this place is making me feel so far.”

“I second that.” The boys agreeing to stay together with everyone.


Ben transforms into a alien with eyes all over him, screaming ‘Eye Guy’ which is the name of the alien he just shouted, ending with a bad pun that makes Rex groan. “Ben.. even I wouldn’t make that joke. Too easy. But, bad puns aside. Yeah, you fit in nicely. Better then what I’ve got. What if..” Rex brings out the Smackhands in an attempt of fitting in with the locals. The penguin also decides to go into something at the drop of a hat, revealing a mummy suit. “Show off.” Rex sight in slight jealous tone but in a friendly way.

“Hold it guys. Maybe there’s a shop around here we can go to. If there is one maybe that’ll help us fit in for the moment until we can find a way out of here.” Interrupting Sora was this newcomer in a skull T-shirt, who said that ‘non lethal force may not be enough’. “I’m pretty sure that’s not needed right now.”

“Yeah, same here. Not on board on killing unless they’re mindless monsters. Or in this case, evil twilight gods..” The boys disagree with the newcomers way of dealing with things. They did however agree with another newcomer who looks like your average human being, who suggested talking to the locals and finding who owns this place in hopes of getting out of here.


“I don’t see anything wrong with that, I’ll help.”

“Ditto.” With that the boys went to go search for locals to talk to.


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Geralt of Rivia

He made eye contact with Ciri after a moment, an almost faraway look on his face. This was all a tad overwhelming for the otherwise unflappable Witcher, and he was doing a very poor job hiding it. "Come with? To the bar?" A stout drink or twenty sure sounded good to him. When they arrived at the establishment, finding it absolutely rife with demons, the Witcher felt somewhere between being a fox in a chicken house and a sheep surrounded by wolves. His hand twitched, staying away from his sword only by sheer force of will. God, he hoped they took florens. Sitting down at the counter, he placed a stack of five of the gold coins from his purse. Gold was surely worth something here, right? "Pitcher of your strongest." Hopefully that would work.

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Frank Castle

He paid Rex and Sora little mind. Getting torn up on whether or not to kill demons and the damned if attacked by them was a whole other level of contrived that he didn't even want to get into. "Then don't kill anything," Came his reply as he stepped into the building with the others.

Of course, when they initially saw the dog-woman, Frank's rifle immediately trained itself on her head for a few seconds. He stood there like that, in total silence. She never so much as looked up. Either she really didn't know they were there, or just flat out had zero reason to think she was in any danger. Granted, being in Hell clearly wasn't enough on its own to warrant violence, since the Atreuses were there just the same as the Franks, Ellies and Jasons. The woman didn't even stop at Ellie still losing her mind over the puns, though Frank had immediately gone back into 'this is serious shit' mode upon seeing the creature. Calmly, almost awkwardly, he lowered his rifle. Immediate Murder Professionals. I.M.P. Almost clever. Some kind of merc outfit? After a while, he just walked past her to the elevator. Recalling what floor he had seen the figure on, he got the machine moving.

Frank stood there in awkward silence as a dreadful, bouncy song played over the elevator's speakers. As they neared their floor, he addressed the small group that had begun following up. Three kids and a ghost. Great. At least two of the kids definitely knew how to fight, as disturbing as that was. "I'm going to ask some questions. You can talk, but don't undermine me, and I won't undermine you. We need to get the balance of power shifted into our favor and keep it there." The oddity of him explaining this to children was not lost on him. It would also make it more likely that, if shooting (or whatever these things did) started, they would focus on him. Hopefully, then, the skull vest would do its job. The silence, at least on his end, resumed. Right before it opened, he again looked blankly at Ellie, and again in total deadpan, said, "It's been a while since I've seen an Ellie-vator."

The ding of the elevator and the metal sliding apart was followed shortly by the sound of his footfalls through the relatively empty hallway. It didn't take long. He heard through a doorway the voice of the demon from the window, as well as at least one other. They were arguing about something, it seemed, or at least shouting at each other. The old man considered a few options. He could kick the door in, or otherwise breach, guns blazing, but this seemed to be a place of business. Either the woman out front should have stopped them, and didn't, or their presence here wasn't necessarily an explosively awful thing. His gut told him this was dangerous either way. The old man took a deep breath, letting the rifle hang at his waist by the strap over his shoulder. If he needed to, he would be able to grab the thing pretty quickly. With one hand, he signaled to the group on the count of three.

One. Two. Three. The door swung open, and Frank stepped in. Though his weapon was at his side, he was loaded like a spring; one wrong move from whoever was inside, and he would demonstrate again how surprisingly quick he was when supposedly taken off guard with firearms. Assuming no one immediately tried to shoot him, weapon raised or not, he scraped a bit of the recent murder victim off of his face with one finger, and tossed it into the middle of the room. "You dropped something. I'm here to ask you some questions about this place."

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