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  1. Enigma The man, the myth, the legend.

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    Welcome to Hell, Sinner.

    I'd imagine it's not what you were expecting - were you imagining pillars of fire and lakes of molten lava?
    If only Hell were quite so aesthetic.

    A word of warning for you new arrivals - there is no organization or punishment here, only sin. And right now, you're at the bottom of the food chain. If your soul is devoured here, you will return to your primordial form - into nothing.

    That leaves you three choices.
    Hide, die, or lose yourself to the madness, as we have.

    ITT:
    You are a newly arriving soul in Hell. However, Hell is not the fire and brimstone landscape that is expected. Instead, hell is a different reality - existing simultaneously with the mortal world, and Heaven, although completely disconnected. The landscape is much what you would expect to find of the mortal world, although downtrodden and abandoned.

    Countless grotesque demons of varying abilities and sin exist in hell, but they are disorganized - only striving to become stronger than their counterparts so that they may force their particular brand of sin upon those lower and weaker than themselves.

    You may start with one latent ability - gained from who you were and what you did when you were alive, and you will unlock more as you progress through the story. All characters must start as new arrivals unless we have progressed past a "checkpoint" story point in which everyone else gains another ability - in which case you will be allowed to write yourself a "catch up" so to speak.

    Also, all characters will have a hidden true demon form - this form will make it immediately apparent to any others around you what your sin is. You may choose to release this form at any time by your own will, and retain your sanity - however, reverting back may prove difficult. As you lose your sanity you will revert into your true demon form regardless.

    As you use your abilities more frequently, you will progress farther and farther from your humanity, and your sanity - however you may take your humanity back, by force.
    Devouring souls and stealing their humanity is the only way to restore your own, and as such, the only way to get stronger and remain sane is to destroy all those around you.

    The goal in Hell is simple - become the strongest, and crush all those beneath under your heels.
    But as every minute passes, the others only grow stronger..
    Tick tock, Sinner.



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    Name: Arlo
    Age [appearance]: Mid 30s
    Gender: Male
    Sin: Wrath
    Ability: Unhindered true demon form, at the cost of extra sanity, and true demon form is mindlessly violent.
    Appearance: A well dressed, thin, clean cut, almost boring man. Clean well fitting dress pants, and a white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
    Jet black hair slicked back, with piercing blue eyes. As upstanding as he looks, something seems...off.
    True Demon Appearance: A mindlessly violent hulking beast with countless grotesque wounds, but they don't even seem to be an afterthought of the beast.
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    Name: Arlo
    Age [appearance]: Mid 30s
    Gender: Male
    Sin: Wrath
    Ability: Unhindered true demon form, at the cost of extra sanity, and true demon form is mindlessly violent.
    Appearance: A well dressed, thin, clean cut, almost boring man. Clean well fitting dress pants, and a white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
    Jet black hair slicked back, with piercing blue eyes. As upstanding as he looks, something seems...off.
    True Demon Appearance: A mindlessly violent hulking beast with countless grotesque wounds, but they don't even seem to be an afterthought of the beast.
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    "Three fucking days," Arlo thought to himself.
    Or, at least, what felt like three days.
    Three arduous days had Arlo been walking, aimlessly south, towards Boston..or, what would have been Boston, if Arlo hadn't committed suicide and been dragged into Hell.
    It was, truly, quite a surprise when he awoke on the spot where his head first split against the pavement, though fully intact and no blood to be seen. However, his surprise quickly turned to frantic panic and fear when he became aware of where - and now what - he was. A few like him had shared key information about this Hell on Earth, before quickly scattering off in fear lest something much more frightening than Arlo should appear.

    Arlo had tried his entire life to fight against it. That nagging voice in the back of his head, demanding blood and violence. He wanted to be good - to be kind, and so that was the persona he developed. But that was not who Arlo truly was. What Arlo was was the embodiment of rage, tied to a hair trigger.
    One small move, or one wrong word, and he would lose himself to the anger.
    His family discovered that... though, perhaps too late for any worth.
    Arlo could vividly remember their screams, and the feeling of them struggling as he crushed the life from them.

    He relished in it.
     
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    Name: Zeke
    Age: 38
    Gender: M
    Sin: Treachery
    Ability: Shield
    Appearance: Stands at 5’10” and has an angular face, welcoming and weathered from aging, has light stubble, and Brown hair, green eyes, and a large nose. Generally wears a tailored suit.
    True Demon Appearance: Demon Prince but with a shield
     
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    Zeke had just woke up from his nightmare.
    “You’re useless! You’ll never amount to nothing!"
    His body aching, and his bones feeling brittle, As though he had only just been ran over.
    “No matter what you do, you will never attone!”
    “Shut up.” He started in a low growl. “Shut up...”
    “You’ve gotten everything you wanted, Will you stop being so vile?”
    “Shut up... Shut up... SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He shouted, his eyes shooting open. Though not realizing he spoke from his sleep. “I’m the greatest person to have ever existed. Everyone, and I mean everyone is below me!” He said much lower than his shout. Putting his hands in front of him he pushed himself from the ground, into a kneeling position. He noticed the street and sidewalk looked the same, as he turned up, he saw a broken and downtrodden Boston before his eyes.
    “This is the results of all your capital, all of your success, and all your terrible deeds bare for you to see.”
    Blowing off his own inner thoughts, he sneered. “Yeah right, like that would ever happen.” But his cockiness quickly turned to fear, and his fear into confusion. “Wait, where am I. Why is Boston so barren? It feels void of life. More importantly, wasn’t I just?” He finished his sentence and thought about what he was doing.


    “Oh. Right, I threw someone out of the top floor of a high rise property I own. But, how did I end up at the bottom?” It started to dawn upon him he may have fallen with his victim. This may be hell, Everything he had tried to avoid, in swift denial he started. “What a silly thought. This isn’t hell, There’s just no way, I did way too many good deeds to even consider I am here. I donated to pediatric cancer and sent money over to starving Africans, I’m not an asshole or some piece of shit scum bag that would ever make it here. My generosity alone would send me to heaven.” However, that sharp pain returned. As though his ribs were broken, in fact, a splitting headache had started, and his legs felt entirely incapable of movement, until he forced himself up. Deeply inhaling he observed his surroundings, shouting once again.

    “HELLO! Is there anyone out there?! If you can hear me, Follow my voice, If there is any sign of life, please I need assistance!”
     
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    Name: Emilia (nickname Emma)
    Age [appearance]: early 30's
    Gender:F
    Sin:Lust
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    OOT :) apologies for the late back story been under the weather. Still a little sick today but it is what it is.


    Backstory: Emilia was a sweet girl, in fact most believed her to be innocent and hard working. But what they didn't know is that she practically lived two lives, just to make ends meet. During the day she worked for a small company, where she worked closely with her boss, some employess, would say a little too close. But she had reason to, see at night she was an escort. Tho not the type of escort that would sleep with her clients, more so she would go out on dates with them, keep them company, flirt with the men to make it look like they were together, her job was to make the men feel, for a few hours, like they were in an actual relationship. Her boss was one of her clients, and a client she had actually given in and slept with, the only problem, is after she did so, he started blackmailing her. Threatening to tell everyone, the only reason she got her job was because SHE begged to sleep with him to get a raise. When that wasn't what happened. See she had worked for the company for many years, starting as a mail carrier, and slowly working her way up the ladder. When the opportunity opened up, she snagged the first cubical job available, and since she had seniority, was lucky enough to land said job. It wasn't much pay, but it was just enough to get by. But she needed more money, a friend of hers told her about how much an escort would make in one night, and she decided to give it a try, and liked it.

    But one evening, she got a request to meet her next client at a restaurant. She got all dolled up and headed to meet her client. That is when she realized her client was her boss. After that dinner, she began receiving multiple requests a week from him. He would often tip her a rather large tip at the end of the night. The one night when they were out, he begged her to sleep with him, at first she refused, but he wouldn't accept no for an answer. So he kept buying her drinks, enough to make her rather tipsy, and convinced her to go with him to his hotel room, where he would take advantage of her. The next morning she woke up appalled at how he took advantage of her and threatened to call the authorities on him. In return he showed her pictures of what they did the night before and threatened to send them all over her work place and make sure she would never land a decent job again. He also demanded that he continued to see her several times a week and that if she didnt want the evidence to get out, she would have to do whatever he told her. He also said he would make her, his personal secretary, and give her a raise. Just so he could keep tabs on her, he made her life hell and she wanted revenge.....
     
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    Arlo could hear a man shouting - far too close for comfort.
    He followed the voice, but carefully, slinking in the shadow, behind buildings and through alleys, before eventually arriving upon a man in a sharp suit.
    Arlo said nothing, only waited and watched.
    "Seems like there's a lot of businessman in Hell..I doubt anyone's surprised by that though.." Arlo mused to himself.
     
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    She had gotten all dressed up for the night, she dreaded, but yet at the same time couldn't wait for this night to be over. She shakily put her lipstick on and did a few minor adjustments to her outfit then headed out of the room. She tucked a small bottle in the bottom of her purse, a bottle which she will use later. She headed out the door and meet her client at the limo
    "Good evening dear"
    She said as she began to climb in, but before she could settle in her seat, her arm was grabbed and she was pulled onto his lap.
    "Good evening and how is Em doing, I hope you are ready for what i have planned for us"
    She HATED being called Em, and that was the nickname he had chosen to call her. She hid her disgust and put on a fake smile
    "I cannot wait, I am rather hungry and hope we will be having dinner first?"
    Her boss nodded and gestured for the driver to head to the restaurant. When they arrived, her boss got out of the limo first, turned and offered assistance to help her out of the limo. Once out she was instantly tugged and help tightly at his side. He was always rather rough with her, and was constantly trying to hard to show off that they were together. If a man looked at her the wrong way, he would try to pick a fight. Needless to say he was rather possessive, when he had his nights with her.

    The two sat down at the table, ordered their drinks and dinner. At one point he excused himself to go talk to the manager of the place for a complaint he had. Which was rather typical of him. So she took this as her opportunity, she reached in her purse and pulled out the tiny bottle and dumped all its contents in his drink. The effects wouldn't kick in for at least an hour as it was slow working, but since she knew that would plenty of time for them to finish their meal, and for him to insist on going up to his room. The drug would take effect by the time they reached his door. The evenings with him were almost like clock work, and it didn't take long to study his patterns.

    The two had finished their dinner, he had downed his drink as well as a few others and just as it was 10 minutes til the hour would be complete, he suggested they headed to his room. Emma herself had downed a few glasses of champagne as she was nervous as hell, she hoped this would work. Just as they were outside the hotel door, he began to stumble and snickered
    "Hahaha, i think i had a bit to much to drink"
    He unlocked the door and went in first. She followed behind, making sure the door was closed and locked.
    "Maybe you should lay down?"
    she suggested
    "NO!"
    he yelled
    "I have plans for us tonight, and I intend for us to do them"
    He walked over, grabbed her rather hard and threw her onto the bed. The combination of the drug and drinking began to run its course, but not fast enough.
    "W-why don't you lay down and let me take care of you"
    she pointed at him as he began to stumble towards her
    " look you can barely stand"
    He responded by slapping her across the face
    "DON'T you tell ME what to do, I PAID for you therefore you do as I TELL YOU!"
    She placed her hand over where he hit her, the drugs weren't working fast enough, she needed another method, he had way to many drinks and was being even more aggressive than normal. She tried reasoning with him, but he only hit her harder. She began to fight back, but as a result he choked her to the point she could feel her vocal cords being crushed, and before she knew it everything had gone black.


    .......She suddenly woke up screaming
    "Get off me"
    and sat up quickly swinging her arms as if she was still fighting for her life. It took a moment before realizing something wasn't quite right. Everything was the same, but at the same time wasn't. She stood up from the bed and looked around, his body laid unresponsive a few feet from the bed, a cell phone in his hand. The drug had finally kicked in and he was dead. She didn't really know what was going on, all she knew was that she had to get the hell out of there. She looked around the room and found her bag tossed on the floor, she ran over, knelt down and grabbed her stuff. It was then she remembered being choked, and the feeling of her throat being crushed. Her eyes widened a she touched her throat and there was no damage, but how??.. right now wasn't the time to question it, she needed to get out of there and quickly Grabbing the rest of her stuff, she ran out of the room, down the stairs, out of the hotel room and began running down the street.....


    OOT: gonna leave it at that for now, hope this is ok, i have it to where she just discovered she is in hell. Been kinda brainstorming this for a few days. Also added my backstory
     
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    Arlo continued eyeing from the shadows before slowly walking forward.
    "Excuse me..sir?" he said, almost sheepishly.
    "If you're curious about your current situation, I could probably give you some information...though, it may come as a bit of a surprise."
    Arlo did his best to put on a fake, soothing smile.

    "Also..." Arlo glanced around, taking note of their surroundings, "It may be wise to keep your voice down."

     
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    Zeke looked Arlo up and down, he looked average, nothing notable, maybe a little off, but friendly enough. “Alright, I won’t scream anymore. But... who are you? And where am I?” He said as he clutched his temples to try to alleviate the terrible headache he was having.
     
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    "Well.." Arlo gestured around broadly, "Apparently this is hell."
    "And based on that, I suppose I'm one of your fellow sinners. Names Arlo."
    Arlo stuck out his hand, offering a handshake, assuming this was what the man in the suit was accustomed to.
     
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    Zeke reached out to shake Arlos hand. “Names Zeke.” Though he clearly didn’t believe he was in hell, he just thought that Arlo was trying to scare him. “So this is hell? Not what I expected, I thought it would be more fire and brimstone, but this is what’s its like huh?” Zeke sounded sarcastic and just a touch condescending. He refused to believe it to be the truth.

    “Right, so in hell what do we do, and what is the point of existing. Here?”
     
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    Arlo felt the condecension from Zeke, but paused for a moment and took a few deep breaths, lest he lose himself.

    "I'm not certain that there is a point... Only to survive. This is all heresay but.. I've been told that being devoured here wipes you from existence."

    Arlo pondered for a moment before continuing,
    "The way things seems to work around here is everyone, constantly clawing to the top of the food chain. Whoever is strongest is King here, and the weak.. well they're food."
     
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    As she was running, she wasn't paying attention to where she was going, as she kept looking back to make sure no one was following her. As she turned a corner, she gazed back once more and by the time she had turned her head to look forward, she collided into two people, knocking her flat on her backside, her purse and all its contents scattered. She quickly began picking them up and placing them back into her bag, fumbling in the process. It was obvious she was terrified and nervous, not making eye contact with the two she began to apologize
    "I...I'm so sorry, I didn't see you"
    she looked down at their shoes, noting they were both men and now felt even more embarrassed
    "Umm... can you two tell me where the closest police station is, I need to report a death"

    she paused a moment thinking how odd it would sound for her to go to a police station and report a death and then have to try and explain how the man died, better yet how to explain that the last thing she remembered was being choked to death and then waking up to him being laid out on the floor. Maybe the police station wasn't the best choice. She grabbed the last item and placed it in her bag and stood up, she scratched her head and gave a nervous chuckle
    "Err never mind, I'm just rambling, Ignore that last part..."
    She gave a submissive wave
    "Instead, can you point me to the closest restaurant?"
    She needed a place to sit and think, to figure out what the hell was going on
     
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    Arlo felt the woman slam into him and was fairly annoyed, but took a few deep breaths before speaking to the woman.

    "I don't think you're going to find a restaurant around here.. especially not a police station."

    Arlo gauged her response before continuing -
    "In fact, I don't think you're where you think you are at all."

    Arlo went on to explain the woman's current situation, where she was, and what he knew, and waited on her reaction.
     
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    “Right.” After Zeke finished rubbing his temples and uncovering his eyes he saw a new person show up, his headache still there but mostly dissipated.

    “According to our friend Arlo here, we’re all sinners, and we’re all dead. Though I have my doubts I don’t see why he would be lying.” He retreaded the ground Arlo Just laid. “So then, do you have any idea what you were doing before you woke up here? Because I have none. All I taste is blood, my body feels like it was hit by a truck, and well. This fucking headache won’t leave.” Zeke didn’t really show much interest in the girl, more so in the words Arlo were saying.


    “Arlo seems to have the most experience here. So, I’ll just let him be the guide.” Completely blowing off the woman.
     
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    Emilia was quite for a few minutes while she took everything in. Then the reality kicked in and she was in complete and utter shock.
    "So you mean that I am dead?"
    She needed a minute to process this, she walked away from the two and sat down on the ground to think. 'so he DID kill me, but does that mean he is here as well?'
    she placed her hands over her face 'if he is, then he will probably try to find me'
    She looked up at the two 'i wonder how they died?'
    After a few more minutes, she stood up and walked back to the two
    "Okay, so what happens now? I mean what do we do from here"
     
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    Arlo felt almost amused by the position he found himself in. After brutally murdering his family and being sent to Hell, he now found himself the leader of a rag tag group of other sinners.

    "Well, I suppose we'd better figure out the rules of this world. Things don't work the same here as they do in the real world.. and perhaps this will convince you of your situation."

    Arlo reached into his pocket and flashed a small knife -- noting that the eyes of both sinners never left his own, even with the knife in his hand. These people were not here accidentally.

    In a flash of steel, Arlo slit his own throat, sending a mist of blood into the air and stained his white shirt.
    Arlo collapsed to the ground, twitching, hoping his act was believable.

    After a moment, he stood back up, smiled slyly and said
    "Kidding! You can't die here. Unless you're eaten, that is."
    Arlo grabbed his still heavily bleeding neck and rubbed it for a moment
    "...it does still hurt though."
    After a few more moments, the wound disappeared as if it had never occurred. The blood stains on his shirt disappeared as well.
    "I'd rather not test it, but I assume hunger and thirst work the same. It certainly doesn't feel good to starve or dehydrate, but I don't think it'll end you."
    After a moment Arlo glanced at Zeke, and then the new woman.
    "Also, it seems neither of us have caught your name."
     
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    Emilia nodded in agreement in figuring out the rules of the world. This was definitely a strange place. Before she knew it, he had pulled a knife out and slit his throat. Seeing this she gasped and took a step back in horror. Many thoughts ran through her mind, and before she could react, he had stood up and spoke. While he spoke, she couldn't keep her eyes off his throat as it slowly began to heal. She closed her eyes, shook her head as if she was in a dream. She then slowly opened her eyes and realized it wasn't. When he mentioned not being able to die unless being eaten she responded
    "Eaten....what would eat us?"
    It was honestly a question she dreaded hearing the answer to, but had to know. At this point the man was facing her asking her name. She straightened herself up and cleared her throat
    "My name is Emilia. And you are?"
    She looked over at the other man that was present, who had told her the name of the person asking for hers
     
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