Chronology: Ultimate

[Atomic Chucklenuts]

Sora and Rex continue to let team RWBY have their moment but was soon ending by demon with blond hair come in. She says her name is Charlie, she’s the princess of and they’re in her hotel to rehabilitate sinners.

“Well, this is something you don’t see everyday. For the princess of hell, this is a pretty neat idea. I guess this place isn’t filled with jerks after all.”

“Told you there’s a light for-“

“Oh can it, Mr. Cheeseball.” Rex quickly silenced Sora as he was about to pull another one of his long goody-two-shoes speeches again. Charlie also mentions Ruby’s mentioned them a lot and how they’re not so bad.

“You’re not too bad yourself, Charlie.” Before Sora could ask for her help, she leaves briefly, but soon comes back, exclaiming that she’ll them with whatever they need. “Great, cause I was going to tell you, we have a favor to ask. If you’re the princess of..” Sora pauses for a moment. “Sorry, I’m not used to saying that word. (Clears throat) if you’re the princess of hell, is there a way you can get us out of here?”


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[thatguyinthestore]

"Well... we certainly try..." Charlie said with a smile, following up her words with a small chuckle. She heard them out, before seeming to shrug a little bit at his question. "About that..." She said, puffing out her right cheek slightly and averting the group's gaze for a moment. Rigidly, Charlie rose her hand up and began to twirl a strand of her blonde hair with her index finger. "You see... um... heh..." She paused for a long moment and glanced up at Sora and the others for a split second, before looking up at the ceiling. "The gateway between Hell and the human world's kiiiinda been on the fritz lately..."

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[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

Charlie's expression seemed to brighten a bit with Agent 3's words. "Really?" Charlie asked as a genuine smile spread across her face, rather than a nervous one. She would then chuckle a bit and gesture to herself when the inkling pointed out that Charlie was indeed, in Hell. "Well, I'm the Princess of Hell," She explained. "Sooo... I don't really count."

"Must be a lot of hard work with probably a lot of people counting on you, eh?" Agent 3 rhetorically asked, before just sighing and shaking her head as if to disagree with what Charlie would say next. "What do you mean you 'don't count' - that is either something I'm not going to understand or something I don't need to care about. No offence, but that's 'probably' what it's gonna be like."

Charlie would then nod and listen while the squid girl explained how they'd all ended up there. "Ohh.... well, that's... unpleasant." She said, before raising her head a bit and observing the gander group for a moment. As she got a good look at everything that was going on, a brow was raised. "You all don't..." Her words hung there for a moment before lowering her head once more to look down at Agent 3. "Seem like bad people..."

"No kidding. Never had enough time to really process it until it happened..." She responded, sighing and then hearing her out. "...Well, that really depends on your depiction of bad, I guess, but-" Before she could elaborate any further, Gretar stepped in.

“That’s because we aren’t bad people.... well, some of us may have done some sins in the past, more or less.... considering our background, but our goals are united here, for we are trying to save the multiverse from a evil warmonger named Ganon... and while that goal may not excuse us from our sins.... I’m pretty sure our entire group would not all be in one location, hell, especially the person you were talking to a bit earlier, Ruby I recalled. It’s weird, but there must be something happening here that caused us to all be here...... not sure what it is, but something might be taking place here in hell, where it is, I don’t know. But it’s our job to fix whatever is going on here as the MPF.”

“So.... one question from me now. Have you guys seen anything ‘weird’ or ‘unnatural’ happening around here in hell..... because every piece of information might be useful in aiding us with what problems lie here....”

Agent 3 just shut up in that instant and motioned to Gretar along the lines of 'yeah, what he said' - as he had practically just done a better job at a short term summary than she could right now. Besides, having your 'own' work done by someone 'else' is pretty nice, isn't it?

Charlie nodded slowly while she listened to Gretar's explanation of... well everything, really. "I... see..." She said as her gaze moved downwards a bit, clearly trying to process the information in her head. She turned around and looked at the other blonde, taking her hand into her's. "Vaggie... can I... um... see you over there for a second?" She asked as she gestured to the nearby hallway with a subtle head tilt. Vaggie nodded in response, which prompted Charlie to turn to the group in turn. "Just give us ooooonnnnnnneee second, please!" She said, before quickly pulling Vaggie away and into the nearby hallway. The two could be seen whispering, presumably about you all, while shooting occasional glances in the group's general direction. This went on for a fair amount of time, until the duo nodded at each other and walked back into the room.

"Okay..." Charlie said, closing her eyes and exhaling. "We'll help you guys, assuming you're telling the truth." She said, before hearing out Gretar's question. "Well... define 'weird'," Charlie said, putting the word "weird" in air quotes. "Because... there's lots of weird things that happen here every day. Which kiiiinda makes it hard to tell which is normal, Hell weird, and what's weird... voodoo... weird."

"OK, so how about - is there 'anything' here going on that's not 'normal' to Hell? How is that?" The Inkling asked bleakly, though seeming to 'register' the duo's agreement to help. "Well, we're probably going to need all the help we can get. As far as I gathered from somewhere else here already, the only way out has been sealed up and we have 'no idea' where the guy responsible for that has gone off to."

“You’re not too bad yourself, Charlie.” Before Sora could ask for her help, she leaves briefly, but soon comes back, exclaiming that she’ll them with whatever they need. “Great, cause I was going to tell you, we have a favor to ask. If you’re the princess of..” Sora pauses for a moment. “Sorry, I’m not used to saying that word. (Clears throat) if you’re the princess of hell, is there a way you can get us out of here?”

"Well... we certainly try..." Charlie said with a smile, following up her words with a small chuckle. She heard them out, before seeming to shrug a little bit at his question. "About that..." She said, puffing out her right cheek slightly and averting the group's gaze for a moment. Rigidly, Charlie rose her hand up and began to twirl a strand of her blonde hair with her index finger. "You see... um... heh..." She paused for a long moment and glanced up at Sora and the others for a split second, before looking up at the ceiling. "The gateway between Hell and the human world's kiiiinda been on the fritz lately..." ​

"Yeah... Sealed off." She said bleakly to Sora in agreement with what Charlie said about the gateway - not that Charlie was wrong, but Agent 3 elected to be a bit more specific as to what's happened to it. "People come in... and don't come out, right?" Agent 3 asked Charlie - just to be sure.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Serious​

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, Happy Hotel​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore , Atomic Chucklenuts​

Mentions: Lazaro1505​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"Well... it's not always the easiest job..." Charlie replied as she scratched her neck a bit. At the Inkling's question, though, she seemed to perk up a bit. "Oh, I just meant that I was born here... so I'm not one of the wayward sinners that you'd usually find here..." She explained, before shaking her head in response to Agent 3's second inquiry. "Not that I've seen, no." Charlie then, however, nodded at her last question. "Pretty much, yeah."

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[Lazaro1505]

Gretar​

It seems that Charlie and Vaggie would be trusting their word for now, which he could understand, because Gretar is sure that while the MPF is known in some places of the multiverse... probably not so much down here. But then came in the part about the varying amounts of weird that is normal down here in Hell..... so a question like that would be really useless.... unless really specific, but on the voodoo part, he rose an eyebrow and was about to say something, until Rex and Sora interjected, talking about way out of here.... until Charlie told them that the gateway between both the mortal realm and hell is on the fritz lately.

“And that looks like our problem here.... something messing with the gateway in hell here.... and while you may not the full truth about it all, do you two know about the reasoning of this happening or where this problem may be. Because we can help solve it..... but it may be unknown to a lot of people down here, even you two, which would make our job of fixing this problem a lot more difficult and longer than usual.... still, at least some sort of information is more useful than nothing....” as the Jormugandr cultist began flipping his war hammer into the air, catching it before it reached the floor and repeating this process.... until the part about them not knowing much about it reached Gretar’s ears.... which made him think about it.

“It seems we have to either go rest to gather our strength back for now.... considering what happened earlier today.... or go on a wild goose chase with little to no information.....”

The veteran then stopped flipping his hammer, before resting it upon his right shoulder, his right arm holding it up. It seemed he wants a general idea of what to do next..... since Gretar is sure they needed to solve this quickly in order to get back on track as soon as possible.... but they certainly need some rest after what happened today.

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Tardif the Bounty Hunter

HP: 52/52
Stress: 0/100​

I can’t be looking at a happy reunion the entire day, we got some work to do... now looking away from the moment of joy to head inside the hotel, prepared to say some questions. But it seems that a few others already started without me.... probably the fact that I was taking too long to join in, and was left out as a result. I didn’t mind.... I just walked forwards and cleared my throat with a cough, before saying out loud “It seems that I am late here..... what’s currently going on within the conversation now.....?” as I awaited a response...... trying to get a sense of what they are talking about right now.

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[thatguyinthestore]

Charlie shook her head. "No... sorry." She replied. At his words about having a place to rest, Charlie's smile grew a bit. "Oh! Well, we have a bunch of vacant rooms here!" She exclaimed jovially.

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[CutieBoop]

Fuma and Yoshi

Fuma did raise a brow when Sage himself was ready to go to work much like Leo's own surprise. Fuma's stay, however... she planned it to be brief, but now she's low-key curious. She's overheard the name 'Alastor' several times so she isn't surprised to hear it coming from another person's technology(such as Orbeck's message). It is just that her opinions and views have yet to form.

As she navigated the casino (Yoshi following of course), she began to speak, "Fuma was originally going to the casino to let the group in here learn that Fuma made the mental map of this hell. However, I'm curious as to ask the manager here- I assume working here isn't necessary? Fuma isn't making long stays in each point of town, ufufu..." It's kind of a red herring from investigating this 'Alastor' fellow, but it's moreso just getting some of the questions out of the way. She already has a mission and she didn't need another one necessarily. She may not have money now, but she could generate it from a money demon if need be. Money was NEVER a problem within the case of Fuma Mishandra or the Goetia series of books. However, producing a lot of money from a Goetia demon would be a bad idea, as it would promote gambling and greed. Greed is a deadly sin, folks. Don't do sin.

"Yoshi don't think we have to work, we already have one job as is. ... Though, Yoshi will stay around to pick up friends when that task finishes. Huh..." The dinosaur responded to Fuma. Yoshi sighed, but he's willing to wait. He's not gonna get distracted unless a 'party' were to come up. It could mean bad influence by the need to be the 'super-star' of that party!

"... I suppose that is fair. Fuma isn't really going to participate a lot in this point compared to the other points on the map." For personal reasons, of course. And the fact her map mostly has points she made for most of the area, if not all of those areas. If she could find a resting area, she could overhear some leads, and that would just be more informative about what to be aware of. Otherwise, Fuma's and Yoshi's stay isn't going to be very long-term.

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[quadraxis201]

Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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Akari and the others had been led into a rather dusty-looking room, where the Boo produced the necessary outfits for the three openings he had mentioned-- two waiters, and one janitor. "I'll be the other waiter, in that case." He told the Boo as he accepted the other tuxedo. Then, he heard a familiar voice. When he turned around, Akari saw Sage. "Oh, hello, Sage! And, if you're asking about the pronunciation of my name, put an emphasis on the 'KA' for my first name, and as for my surname, there's an emphasis on the 'SHI'." Right when he was about to ask where he could potentially change outfits, the Boo mentioned a bathroom on the other side of the casino. "I'll be right back. I... can't exactly put this on while I'm dressed as I am." It wasn't exactly a changing room, but a bathroom would have to do for now.

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Akari went onto the floor of the casino itself and over towards the bathroom. Along the way, he took a good look at the interior. It was practically just as he expected-- flashy lights everywhere, the beeps and blips of slot machines ringing through the air, and bunny-eared waitress Boos delivering what Akari could only assume was wine... though it could have just as easily been blood, for all he knew.

Once in the bathroom, Akari picked out a large stall and locked it as he dismissed his armor and began to undress himself. Right when he took off his top, however, his communicator sounded. Akari took it out and opened it, and saw a message from Orbeck:

"Given the large number of newcomers that had come forward as of late, a few things must be said.

Firstly, it is made clear that Hell in it of itself is ruled over to some degree by Alastor. To those who have been with us briefly, we had an encounter with the figure himself, a demon with an ever-present grin and whose attire is as red as hell itself. Be aware that he also has ties with a so-called third influence known as the Shareholders, an organization with only the vice of greed and finances on their minds.

Frank has suggested that we try and convince Alastor to release us from this place, but that will depend on the circumstances we find him in. Make use of this as you will, and tell it to those who have only just arrived. I'll be looking through the bar for anything of note if you need me."
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Akari did in fact recognize Alastor's name as well as "The Shareholders", and upon seeing it, all he could think of was that incredibly strange radio-face that had appeared in Facilier's shop. "I figured that creep would have something to do with this. He's probably the same guy who sealed off Hell and Earth, then. Oh, well."

In any case, Akari finished dressing himself and returned to the office that the Manager Boo had led them to, looking sharp as a tack. "Much better. Now then, what's next?"

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[Atomic Chucklenuts]

“The fritz!?!” Charlie then answers Agent 3’s question about the gateway being sealed off, therefore clears Sora’s confusion about it being on the ‘fritz’. “So how do we get of here? There must be something.”

“Judging how this adventure’s gone so far, I’m guessing we’ll have to find some supernatural things to get us out of here. Or, we’re gonna have to go to the gateway itself and open it. Am I right?” Rex asked Charlie if he was on the dot or not.

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[thatguyinthestore]

Luckily for Fuma, she was able to find a nearby velvet red, cushioned bench to sit down and rest up on. And, as if to make a convenient situation even more convenient, it was placed right in front of two demonic looking patrons seated at a booth. There was a small wall in between Fuma and the duo, so only her head poked out due to her small stature. Regardless, the two taller demons appeared to be discussing something that could possibly be seen as a lead...

"You heard the news?" One of the demons asked.

"What? You mean that the fuckin' Radio Demon's back in town?" The other asked, before chuckling slightly to himself and sipping from his wine glass. Once he put said glass down, he said, "How could I not?" He asked, tossing his hand up into the air. "The fucker broadcasts everything he does over every Goddamn station!"

"Yeah... I guess. A buddy'a mine said they saw him sneakin' into some... abandoned strip club downtown. One of Valentino's old joints." The first demon said, which earned a "pfft" sound from his companion.

"That's weird. You'd think a guy like that would stay away from those kinds'a places." The demon took another sip of his wine. "Word is that King Boo's remodelin' those places, though. You think him and Alastor've got some kinda deal goin'?"

The other demon shrugged, "Fuck, I dunno. Seems Alastor's been cuttin' deals with lots'a folks lately."

Back in the office itself, the Boo had since taken residence at his small desk, and seemed to be doing book-keeping of sorts. When Akari re-entered, the Boo barely glanced up at him with a slightly annoyed look, before rolling his eyes. "Just... go wait tables or something. I'm busy here." He said, before looking back down at the log-book and shooing Akari away.

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Charlie shrugged again and shook her head slightly. "I.. I don't know..." She replied quietly. "There's probably something... but..." There was a pause as Charlie closed her eyes and let out a sigh. She re-opened them when Rex spoke and said, "Look, I don't know what's wrong with it. I promise I'll help you where I can, but there's not much I can do here..." She paused again, letting her words hang for a moment, before saying, "At least.... not until I'm sure what happened."

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[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Focused, Careful, Helpful
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The other side of the casino? The pyromancer had raised his head for a moment to look across the room. Did that mean exactly what it seemed or was it something more like, the whole opposite side of the building itself? He pondered about it for a while before just deciding to go with it. Why were directions always so, unprecise? Or was that just his impression? You know what, it might as well just be him.

Since it sounded like both of his destinations were beside each other, he hadn't gone off to the bathroom right away, instead, looking for Killua's location. Approaching with a wave and a smile, Sage had made it quick because, well, work awaited them, but still stopped by enough to not make it seem like he was in a hurry. Which he really wasn't, it just wasn't the way of the Phoenix Clan. They were more about enjoying every second of life as the next, not too fast, neither too slow.

"Hey, whenever we're both free again, can we talk a little?", his tone was gentle, reassuring and the words had gone through some thought, "It's about what happened during the second round of Globnar... But it's nothing bad, I swear! I... I just wanted to hear your side of the story too, I suppose. And uhh, and apologize.", his gaze had fallen for a bit with shame, not that the other would have understood it yet. As he had raised it back up it had taken some willpower to not pat Killua in the head. ... He really missed Alexis, "It's fine, you don't have to worry about any of that right now, okay? We'll chat later. Let's just do our best now!"

With that said, the Descendant had cut through the room, careful to not bump into anybody else on the way there, --like the returning Akari--, and actually found the bathroom, nice! Guess the instructions weren't as confusing after all. The blue overalls was a bit of a tight fit. It was clearly thought out for someone a bit shorter than him and as a result, the pant legs were lacking about two inches in length, the greyed out socks and sneakers plainly in sight. He had also fumbled with the straps for a while, never having seen those before.
At first, the young man had them straight, but soon swapped it for a crossed layout due to them being a little loose. Nope, he had not seen that there was a way to tighten them up at all. Oh well, it didn't look too out of place over the black v-necked t-shirt, though with the combo of the star-shaped necklace and the gold-laced armlet... That might be up for debate. Definitely not something he would have picked to wear normally, though he couldn't quite say why. It just didn't suit him? Was that reason enough, he wondered.

The pair of black pants that he had gotten from the train were neatly folded and left inside a cabinet, out of immediate sight. He did think about leaving them with Leo as well, before backtracking since that'd probably be weird and take too much time. Just the jacket was enough, though he hoped no one would find and take these either. That'd be awkward... Out of the bathroom and right next to it waaas a rather huge dual-door! Most likely the kitchen. Sage had stopped by the entrance, looking up at it with hesitancy. Right. It was sort of a scary prospect, if only because of way too many associations.

Breathe in, breathe out. It's just a kitchen. Nothing else is going to happen, we're just washing dishes...

Once through the door, well, there was a sight expected of a kitchen. Everything just evoked cleanliness, all in bright tones mixing with the silvery reflection of iron utensils. It was quite pretty, impossible not to stop there briefly just to take in the organized space and the lingering smell of what he hoped had been good food. What time was it back at the temple right now? Lunch of the next day, perhaps...? At multiple spots sat the troublemakers, stoves. Not that the appliances themselves had done anything, but they were the central reason of why the pyromancer wasn't allowed in the kitchen. Stovetops, flammable gases and electronic devices summed to fire powers were just a potential hazard waiting to happen. Or at least, it's what he had grown up believing in, not that it didn't have logic behind it. It definitely had.

He had taken another deep breath. Okay, just focus on the sink, don't talk to anybody else... He could get through this without any accidents, right? Right. Absolutely. Since this was a casino and not a restaurant, there had been actually fewer dishes than expected waiting for him. A huge amount of glasses sure, but the plates were all rather small, probably for finger foods the most, and there was just one or another pot or pan. No one had to guess what the glasses had been for either, the different odors of alcoholic beverages blended together in the air and made him cringe. Remember, this is Hell. Surely nobody cared about the amount of poison they were ingesting in such a place.

Oookay, first order of business! Organizing everything by type. With utmost care and very gentle movements, Sage had stuck all of the similar objects together. A pile of plates went on this corner, the cups we're all together by the side and holding the cutlery inside them, pots, pans and other big ones went in the middle... It was just easier to see where everything was and went like that! Should make the whole process a lot quicker too. Then and only then, he would actually start to wash the utensils. Beginning from the plates and pots, that fit on the top layers of the... He didn't know what this was called, to be honest, the dish support thing??
Next the cups and cutlery on the lower layers. The idea is that would allow the top ones enough time to drip down before there was anything in the lower portion, so those wouldn't get wet again! The work ethic had been steady and silent, the young man enjoying every step of the process once he had stopped worrying about causing a kitchen fire. And hey, no accidents!

Around 10-20 minutes later, it was all done!
Which would end up announced to absolutely everybody since soon there was someone peeking from the door and out of the kitchen.

"Hey!!", he had suddenly shouted into the room, trying to get the attention of the manager again, "Is it only washing or do you want me to put these away too?! 'Cause in that case, I think I'd need somebody to tell me where everything goes..."

 

[Atomic Chucklenuts]

Sora and Rex were a little disappointed but understood when Charlie claims, she doesn’t know much on how to help them get out, but will do whatever she can.

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Hold on. You’re a princess right? Doesn’t that mean you know someone here in hell? Maybe they have a means of getting us out. Anyone or anything will do.”

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[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Hell
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As Weiss walked down the path to the place, she had realized something about her decision.

Once, she had called Jaune out for suggesting something not only wrong, but illegal, when they could've just taken another option. Now, her own logic went out the window as soon as she suggested a favor as payback for finding Ruby. Especially considering his background. Even with the decision to take the Shareholders' deal in mind, the favor owed could turn out more than she had bargained for.

How far she had fallen.

That said, Weiss still had Blake to answer for, considering she was the one who spoke up about it.

"I'm...not sure, at this point," Weiss said, "I mean, I thought that if we were going to seek help, we would as well keep him onboard."

"And onboard he is now," Yang stated, eventually gesturing her hand towards Weiss, "But, at what cost?"

— - — - —​

All of Team RWBY continued to savor the moment.

Weiss was fortunate to see their team leader, and ultimately her BFF, again. Even if she would not see her again, at the very least she will have spent time with the teammate she once loathed. For Yang, all that mattered now that she was back with family. She had not seen any of them in what felt such a long time, that...

It was almost like she was a different person.

"I know..." Yang did not mind the missing arm; she just wanted to feel the warmth that she once felt, again. "But...i--it's nice to see you again, Ruby..."

Soon, the time for reunion was over; Charlie introduced herself to the group, revealing that Ruby told her about her team.

"So," Yang began, "How's Ruby for y'all?"

As Yang asked Charlie, Weiss looked around and caught sight of Angel Dust. Just his presence alone reminded her that her words were a shot in the dark; if their favor did nothing to benefit Team RWBY, she would be happy to eat her words.

However, as she thought on, Weiss and Yang received a message on their communicators; it was from Orbeck. Apparently, from what he had gathered, Alastor ran the whole place to some degree. With ties to the Shareholders, a third party to Ganondorf, at least until recently, he was certainly someone to be cautious around.

Yang read the message as well. She could still remember Sage and Lucky screwing the deal up for everyone, although in fairness, Roman was an aggressor who played a part in the deal falling through as well. Whatever was said, it was still worrying that someone who runs this place would have such ties to the Shareholders.

Especially when they could strike again.

And Charlie mentioned that something's up with the gateway, right?

Actually...yes. Now, the fact that you're suddenly starting to speak up tells me something... Why's that?

Sometimes I...get a little confused on what's happening, but I didn't want to stress you too much, so I just listened.

I see, Oscar. That is forgivable. Sometimes the story can be a bit much for me, as well.

Guess we're in the same boat, then.

Sometimes. Anyways, various people started to ask Charlie about the portal, about the ones running the show. Unfortunately, there was little information.

"So, what can we do?" Yang asked Charlie.

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[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Lazarus's disapproval was as expected as it was palpable. The man had stayed behind a few seconds to put a death tag on the demon's corpse, and were those body bags? Was he praying for the thing? In Hell? It wasn't like they were lawmen or soldiers on an official mission, or like that creature was some thug on the side of the road. It made no sense to the old vigilante. The greater group was part of an organization, yes, but not exactly one with jurisdictional authority anywhere. They had taken it upon themselves to gallivant across the multiverse on what was, effectively, an act of vigilantism. In his case, and possibly in several others, they'd never even been recruited to do it. Frank was being dragged along by his collar into yet another multiversal scrap, and he was going to do things his way. Lazarus could shoot him if he wanted him to stop.

Elsewhere, Lilith answered Frank's challenge. Initially, it had been easy to dismiss her. She was other, not really a person in his mind. Her presence here was unnatural to begin with, her being a twice-dead freak, but the ghost's answer nearly made Frank stop walking entirely. It wasn't what she said that gave him pause. It was how she said it. She wasn't just defensive. He recognized the tone from when Lisa or Junior would come home from a bad day of school. She was an upset child. One that sounded down-trodden. Beaten. What could lead a child here? How did she die to begin with? It didn't bear thinking about. Not right then, anyways. His harsh stare softened, if only ever so slightly. "It's fine to speak your mind, kid. Forget about it." It wasn't exactly an 'I'm sorry,' but it was a right change to 'shut up.'

Looking around the casino while he waited for someone to help him, Frank noticed that more of their group was here than he initially thought. Were... were people going back to the kitchen in work uniforms? Frank's perpetual frown deepened, now out of confusion more than anything. Using a job to gather intel wasn't the strangest idea in the world, far from it, but it was certainly a bizarre image. When the waitress finally answered him, he looked over, about to speak, just to stop and stare for a few seconds. It was a round blob-ghost in a playboy bunny outfit. Every now and then, something still managed to take him off guard, no matter how long he had been doing this. Was it trying to be sexy? Did people actually come here for that? "King Boo. Right." He tilted his head towards the Boo helping the others.

Before he could push further, Jason joined him, showing the old man a message from Orbeck. Frank made a pragmatic note to pocket one of the communicators, should one of their comrades fall. Here was his C.O. Time for a sit-rep. "Not much more than what he told you there. Gathered intel from a group of contract killers. Called themselves the 'Immediate Murder Professionals.' Dispatched the leader, let the other two go to put feelers out for this guy." Frank didn't lower his voice as he spoke, and never actually looked at Jason. His eyes settled on Fuma and Akari across the room. It seemed like they were listening in on a conversation. Maybe they would find something useful. Anyone could be listening, or watching. That was the idea.

"They had a way to leave Hell previously, but this Radio Demon closed it off, then went to ground. If we can't find him anywhere, I figured we make enough noise that we're looking for him, he might find us. Pretty sure the only way we're getting out of here is if he lets us do it." There was almost a resignation to his voice. "It seems you've already dealt with him before to know he's dangerous, but according to the late owner of I.M.P., he's not actually been here that long. Showed up and made himself a household name overnight. Waitress here just said to speak to King Boo if we want to ask about him, whoever that is. That's all the relevant information I've gathered so far." Frank crossed his arms, still watching Fuma and the others. "Best lead so far is the stuff about Boo. Other parts just basically come to the same conclusion. He's too powerful and we can't find him."

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[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

"Well... it's not always the easiest job..." Charlie replied as she scratched her neck a bit.

"Pfft. I can only imagine. A lot of pressure, I can imagine - no less how easily things can go wrong..." Agent 3 laughed it off with her.

"Oh, I just meant that I was born here... so I'm not one of the wayward sinners that you'd usually find here..."

"Alright, that makes sense. Nevermind." The Inkling sighed and then laughed once more.

"Not that I've seen, no." Charlie then, however, nodded at her last question. "Pretty much, yeah."

"Alright, nothing out of the ordinary and it is sealed off... So they were telling the truth back there, good to know..."

“And that looks like our problem here.... something messing with the gateway in hell here.... and while you may not the full truth about it all, do you two know about the reasoning of this happening or where this problem may be. Because we can help solve it..... but it may be unknown to a lot of people down here, even you two, which would make our job of fixing this problem a lot more difficult and longer than usual.... still, at least some sort of information is more useful than nothing....” as the Jormugandr cultist began flipping his war hammer into the air, catching it before it reached the floor and repeating this process.... until the part about them not knowing much about it reached Gretar’s ears.... which made him think about it.

“It seems we have to either go rest to gather our strength back for now.... considering what happened earlier today.... or go on a wild goose chase with little to no information.....”

"A rest? We have plenty of time to rest, being dead and such. Do the dead even 'need' rest-?" She thought aloud, and whether or not she was directly responded to, that question was a rabbit hole of its own accord. Regardless, she would hear Charlie once more, and...

Charlie shook her head. "No... sorry." She replied. At his words about having a place to rest, Charlie's smile grew a bit. "Oh! Well, we have a bunch of vacant rooms here!" She exclaimed jovially.

"Alright, well, thanks for all the information though. We at least have a grip on our situation here, there's just a few holes to fill in." She said simply and confidently. "The vacant rooms... doesn't sound too bad, but... I don't think we have any funds we can use here if that's the problem..."

“The fritz!?!” Charlie then answers Agent 3’s question about the gateway being sealed off, therefore clears Sora’s confusion about it being on the ‘fritz’. “So how do we get of here? There must be something.”

Charlie shrugged again and shook her head slightly. "I.. I don't know..." She replied quietly. "There's probably something... but..." There was a pause as Charlie closed her eyes and let out a sigh. She re-opened them when Rex spoke and said, "Look, I don't know what's wrong with it. I promise I'll help you where I can, but there's not much I can do here..." She paused again, letting her words hang for a moment, before saying, "At least.... not until I'm sure what happened."

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Hold on. You’re a princess right? Doesn’t that mean you know someone here in hell? Maybe they have a means of getting us out. Anyone or anything will do.”

"Well, let's see. The exit we know of, or have heard of, is sealed off. We know who's done it, but we don't know where he is... nor how to re-open it ourselves, and never mind if another exit exists." Agent 3 thought aloud. "We'll probably need an 'audience' with the person who sealed it off, or we can opt to make or find ourselves a 'new', if temporary, way out... I personally suggest the former, but..." The Inkling shrugs and looks to the others. "What do you bunch think?" She asked the group in the Hotel - the people there who were in on this conversation.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Serious​

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, Happy Hotel​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore , Atomic Chucklenuts , Lazaro1505​

Mentions: None (directly), @HappyHotelPlanningPeople​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

'Well, this is convenient.' Fuma began to make her inner notes as she was sitting down mainly to relax. The seat she was at happened to be in front of two demon patrons were seated together. If Fuma was a bigger girl, her sneak would fail. This time... it didn't. It must be the benefit of being the Goetia demon 'MISHANDRA'... or some other lucky reason. So she just kept listening and making more notes. She doesn't talk while she makes these notes... and she hopes they don't hear her internal notes.

The first note was about how Alastor's presence; or the Radio Demon, as those fellows had called him, broadcast himself on radio. This made Fuma think a bit on this information. 'The guy makes himself popular on modern media- on radios, television, and such. If it's broadly cast as such, would he be able to see the people walking down the streets? Perhaps even my own allies, and myself? A celebrity... hmph. That charisma must be oh-so-great...' Fuma wished to shake her head at the last thought's sarcasm, but if she did it'd be kind of a giveaway of her own presence. It wouldn't be good.

On the secont note, her reaction got strange when the mention of strip clubs came up. 'Huh? If such clubs existed here, I would have put it in my mental maps already. I guess I didn't find it or consider it when I was leading my group around this Hell.' Though, it was a interesting fact such celebrities would consider those places. There could've been worse, such as demons/beings those who succumbed to a sin of Lust. Lust combined with another sin makes a deadlier mixture. 'Well, I wouldn't necessarily know these deals until it's looked deeper, and obviously it isn't crystal clear, nor is it safe enough to ask Alastor... or that 'King Boo' what deals they're making. Crowds of people, gambling their hearts out like they're releasing their sin of Greed for all eternity, may see the real intents of the group if the concealment fails and our disguises are gone. Fuma will just have to do the best she can until we all leave the Casino.'

After finishing these notes, she'll look around the rest of the place to see what's out there, besides people playing games, or the group members doing their jobs (helping the casino or not), or maybe some people dining. Just something to make her seem normal while she takes her break on the seat after so much walking. She won't try anything, such as making mental messages, or mention what she heard yet until they get together as a group. She would, however take note of Frank watching her and give a small confirming nod about what she heard from the patrons so far, before resuming her fancy break.

Tags: thatguyinthestore (Casino, overhearing those demon patrons), BarrenThin2 , @ Casino gang​

 

[Ciscodog]

Killua Zoldyck

Mood: To be specified
Nen: 95%
Stamina: 95%
Health: Average
Interactions: To be specified
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PART A:
Mood: Time to go to work!
Interactions: AlexandraRoseLeclerc (Jett) quadraxis201 (Akari) thatguyinthestore (Boo the manager)

He heard Jett quietly mutter to him. "I think the deal's off now, we got a way to make money. Our best plan of action is to probably take it."
He then heard their immediate responses to taking their jobs.
"Not even gonna check with me if I wanted to be a waiter? Rude!"
He left off a friendly smile, clearly teasing. He turned to Boo and spoke to him more formally. "Anyway sir, I'd be happy with the janitor job. Just tell me what to do and I'll take it from there."
He then awaited his tasks from the manager of the Casino.

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PART B:
Mood: Sobered
Interactions: Necessity4Fun (Sage)

At first, he heard Sage and smiled. But, then he heard Sage's message.
"..."
He looked down at the floor a bit and his smile faded. He'd told a bit of his story to some of the others but... no. He had to move on.
"R-right um, we can talk about it in a bit... k?"
As Sage walked away to the bathroom he looked back up.
I need to explain to someone here at some point or another. I guess it's just a matter of time...
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Other Mentions: Woah woah woah, why is everyone at the casino now? Welp, @ Casino gang.​

 

[Ellya]

Atreus
While everyone else was doing their own thing, Atreus had separated himself from everyone. Even Frank, despite his warnings to always stay close to him. The boy just walked for a while, aimlessly and blindly. He looked around at all the wonderful sights, these huge buildings that seemed to house dozens of people. It was really impressive. But the voices in his head had been going crazy this whole time.

Usually, he managed to tune them out and sometimes even ignore them entirely, but ever since they all arrived in hell, they had been everywhere. Thousands of voices, some angry, some crying, some seeming to try to reach out to him. As he walked through a certain alley and found himself alone for at least a while, he closed his eyes for a while and took a deep breath. The boy sat on his knees, resting his bow on his lap and just meditating for a while. Listening to all the voices.

Shutting off his other senses really helped. He only focused on everything he heard in his head and even managed to make out a few sentences. After a few minutes of utter silence, he softly spoke.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Atreus."

"You... You know my name...?"

"Don't you recognize my voice, my sweet boy?"

"... Mother?"

"Yes."

"... Why... Why are you here in Hel?"

"I am not, sweet child... I am only in your head, as I always have been and always will be... And this is not Hel. At least not the one you know."

"Are you somewhere nice?"

"Don't worry about me, Atreus. How are you doing?"

"I... I dunno. I guess I'm alright. I just... I miss you a lot."

"I miss you too, my love. But that's the way life goes. Death brings meaning to the things we do in life."

"I know..."

He was quiet for a while. He was afraid to open his eyes, because he might lose this chance to speak to her again.

"... Mother?"

"Yes, Atreus?"

"Are you... proud of me, still?"

The voice chuckled.

"My boy... My sweet, sweet boy... I grow prouder of you every minute."

A blissful smile curled into Atreus' lips. It felt so good to hear that again. He didn't even mind that her voice faded away. He was just glad to have heard her again. His eyes slowly opened up again and he stared at the bow his Mother had made for him. Stroking his hand across it, he contemplated things for another while. Minutes went by, maybe even hours, he was unaware of it. He eventually closed his eyes again. "I'll keep doing my best... I promise, mother..."

No response this time. The boy just sat in silence in an alley in hell, occasionally muttering something to an unknown voice in his head.​

 

[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: Casino

Frank turns over to Lilith and tells her to forget about what he said earlier, Lilith didn't really respond much outside of speaking up for one bit. "Sure." She begrudgingly agrees to do so but she at least didn't feel as bad now.

Interactions:
BarrenThin2 (Frank)
[OFI]​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

The log-keeping Boo-nager glanced up at Sage with a loud sigh as he peeked his head through the door and shouted in his direction. With a very obvious eye-roll, he said, "Put them away. And organize them, too!" In a mostly bored, slightly annoyed sounding tone, before returning to his work. Well, not before handing Killua his janitor outfit and a mop. "Put this on and go into the bathroom. Someone crapped all over the floor. Mop bucket's in the closet next to the kitchen."

"Yeah, we've dealt with him before," Jason replied to Frank with a slow nod. "He's an enigma. All we know as of now is that he's an enforcer/debt collector for a group known as 'The Shareholders' - basically a group of inter-dimensional brokers who do a bunch of shady Multiversal dealings," Jason explained to Frank. He didn't really seem to mind that the old man wasn't even looking at him. Instead, he simply continued, "We ran into him earlier, and judging by what we saw of him, he knows we're here." If Frank was paying attention at all, he'd catch Jason looking around the room for a moment, before settling back on Frank. "This whole thing is probably some elaborate Shareholders trap. They offered us a deal before - stay outta their business, and they'll stay outta our's." Jason sighed and lowered his head, shaking it. "Of course... our guys were too self-righteous to take it." He glanced back up to Frank and in a firm, almost blunt sounding tone, he ordered, "Find this... 'King Boo' and extract any info outta him that you can." And with that, Jason gave Frank a quick pat on the shoulder and walked away, probably trying to remain inconspicuous. Well, as inconspicuous as one could be with a giant red fish bowl on their head, anyways.

During her little break, though, Fuma wouldn't find anything else of note.

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"Don't mention it," Charlie replied to Sora with a smile and a pair of thumbs up, before turning to Rex. "Well... yeah." She said. "I know lots of people. But..." She stopped mid-sentence, seeming to think on her next few words for a bit. Finally, she said, "I doubt any of them could help you with your situation."

Over with Team RWBY, the "R" of the group had been too busy hugging her fellow team members to even notice what the others had been saying. She'd had her face buried in Yang's arm the whole time, having returned there - as if she was scared to let her go again. It wasn't until Yang had replied that Ruby had pulled back again. "It's..." She paused to sniffle a bit. "It's nice to see you again too, Yang..." She said. She could stop her welcomed smile like a man could stop a train. At Yang's question, though, Angel Dust was the first to speak up.

"She's been a fuckin' pain in the--OW!" The porn star had been cut off by Vaggie clawing through the back of his neck with her sharp nails alone, creating a sizable gash. As Angel grabbed the freshly cut wound and hissed a little bit, Charlie stepped in front of him with her usual warm smile.

"She's been great!" She said happily. Ruby's smile remained on her face all the while, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she only nodded slowly, and that was it. Yang's second question, however, got a hum from the Princess' mouth. "Well..." She said as she tapped a finger against her chin in thought. After a few seconds, she looked back up and offered, "I could try and get into contact with some people and see if they know anything about this?" She then found herself furrowing her brows and glancing back in the squid girl's direction at her last few words, though. "Wait..." Charlie began as she held up her index finger and took a step forward. "You already know who caused this?"

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[Celestial Speck]

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Both the fire deity and the large and white Kitsune had stood quiet for the large part of the conversation between Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel Dust, although largely staring at Ruby and her interactions with the rest of her team. They both had a little smile on their faces seeing the girls so happy at finally finding one another. But regardless, more capable people were currently talking and asking questions to the girls. Although, at the mention of Charlie being a princess of hell, Kagutsuchi raised an eyebrow. Huh, she...Looked eerily human despite the fact she was apparently born and raised in hell, and kind too? If Charlie were to look at the Fire Deity, she would find him with a hand on his chin, not even hiding his analytical gaze towards her. It wasn't as if he was judging her, it was as if he was trying to apply logic as to how she was...Y'know, a princess born on hell, and kind, and seemingly human, too.

...Then again...His own daughter as Kyou Tana is a quarter oni princess, so maybe he shouldn't judge too much.

Soon, however, Mimaki slapped the deity of the back of the head. Some mist by Mimaki's own cold aura colliding with the god's fire-hot primordial one somehow sizzled in the air, before Mimaki cleared his throat, before offering Charlie a little bow of respect. It wasn't anything too deep or similar to something a peasant would do in face of a king, it was more a simple respectful move towards her. Charlie has been nothing but kind, if not more humane then most other demons here. It's only fair she got equally respectful treatment.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess Charlie." Mimaki said, before getting himself back up again. One of his tails forcefully pushed Kagutsuchi forwards though, although the deity didn't even flinch-- but he got the message, but simply nodding at the princess with a little smile and his hands crossed. It probably wasn't all that respectful to talk with a princess while he's shirtless, but hey, he's a deity! He's above her. Probably. "I am Mimaki Kunosuke, for future reference. Thank you for taking care of the family of some of our companions." Mimaki said, his words genuine, although it was clear he didn't seem all the emotionally invested as Yang. Not out of malice, simply because he didn't know Ruby.

"Indeed, it is certainly an honor to meet someone with such importance as to be a princess of a multiversal hell! Or...'The' multiversal hell. I am Kagutsuchi! But you can call me Kyou Tana, too." Nod nod.

"And to answer...It's apparently someone the group met before. Someone by the name of 'Alastor.' Do you know him, by any chance?"

 

[Ciscodog]

Killua Zoldyck

Mood: Ew. Let's just get it over with...
Nen: 95%
Stamina: 95%
Health: Average
Interaction: thatguyinthestore (Boo-nager)

After changing into the uniform given to him, he quickly got to the job. Welp, gotta do what you gotta do. He took the mop and got the bucket. He walked over to the bathroom. He let out a quick sigh and began to scrub the floor clean.
"Yeesh, this whole place is a mess. But it looks like this might be the worst of it."
He began to work a bit more quickly. The sooner this is done, the sooner he could get paid.
-10% Stamina
After going over the main area, he decided that he may as well mop the rest of the room, just so the boss doesn't have to ask him again. He did this more slowly, to make sure he didn't overwork himself too badly.

Other Interactions: God I hope no one's in the bathroom with him atm.​

 

[quadraxis201]

Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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"Oh... yes, of course." Akari said with a slight bow after the Manager Boo told him to simply go on ahead and start working. He collected a pad of paper and pen and set out to look for casino patrons that might need attention. Akari went this way and that, keeping his eyes peeled for anyone that was ready to place an order.

Interactions:
thatguyinthestore
@BooCasino
(Open for Interactions)

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Fuma's nod told him enough. She might have something useful. For now, he just listened to Jason. These Shareholders must have meant business if they had someone like Alastor as an enforcer, but otherwise, it was familiar territory. White collar criminals that thought they owned the world, who thought that they were untouchable. As far as not taking the deal, a part of Frank understood. If they really were who was behind this, and an opportunity to bring them down presented itself, Frank wouldn't hesitate, but they had more important foes to deal with. Sometimes getting into bed with the devil was a necessary evil, if only long enough to shoot them in the back later. At the order, Frank simply nodded. Jason didn't even flinch when he told the man that he killed the demon from before. Didn't say anything about it all, actually. Just took the information, gave a new order, and moved on. Even the wording of the order, 'extract,' had certain connotations. Do what it takes to get the information. The old man could have gotten used to that.

Stepping across the way, Frank sat on the couch next to Fuma, not looking at her. If Jason was right and this was a trap, after all, there were almost certainly people watching already. Better to play it safe, after all. For a little while, he didn't say anything. When he did, he was quiet and direct, still not looking in her direction. "We need to find 'King Boo.' Seems he might know something about where to find the Radio Demon. Got anything?"

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[DerpyCarp]

Lealan crosses her arms and tilts her head back and forth, thinking to herself. "Maybe some of us need to keep searching here, and maybe some of us could try to be put through Charlies program, and search Heaven? The question is how exactly this redemption thing works... I've done a lot of sinning by a lot of Religions, I may be out by default..." She turns her gaze to Charlie "What exactly is the requirements for this Rehabilitation you were talking about?"
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