Doom-mates: Chapter 1

Doom-Mates: The First Saga. (Based on worldbuidling from the Doom /aco thread: Where demons from hell have decided to basically surrender and emmigrate to the human realm because the DoomSlayer was fucking their shit up super hard. They also did magic/science to look more human so that's why they're attractive ladies in this story. That's it that's the backstory.)

[1 Month After The Great Migration]

Sadie trudged through the lobby, tired from her day at work.

The place was a gaudy attempt at mass produced luxury. Gilded railings, that oh-so impressive fountain, and the big holo-screens showing the local news in the lounge area. Her and Doxy had apparently “won the lottery” on getting relocated, but the truth was that UAC was making every building like this, regardless of who was going to live there. They were OBSESSED with showing everyone they were the ultimate providers, making the barren planes of mars into a habitable utopia.

Sadie didn’t care. She just wanted to get to her apartment. Unfortantely that meant walking past reception. The holographic receptionist repeated it’s  same stupid greeting. “Hello! Welcome back to the Olympus Mons Suites, Resident #650! We hope you are enjoying your stay, and-“

She flipped it the bird and walked towards the elevator.

While the metal box silently moved up five floors, she tugged at her jacket.The red-haired Imp was clad in a denim jacket, black t-shirt with some random heavy metal band’s logo on the front and black shorts.

When she was on the bus she had adjusted her jacket wrong and one of her spikes was going through the wrong holes cut out for them, which made it fit all wrong. She hated when that happened. She had accidentally ruined a shirt she really liked by cutting the holes in the wrong places. She considered just filling them down all the way, but keeping them dull enough not to impale anyone she bumped into was already a bitch.

She finally reached her floor and she fixed her jacket, ivory spikes poking through their proper places amongst a sea of denim.

She scanned for the right door, Apartment number E1M1. Ugh, Icon, finally she could be in the safety of her lair. It was fairly small for two tenants, but she’d lived in caves much more cramped.

It was fairly easy to tell which areas of the apartment where designated as hers, who were more Doxy’s. Sadie wasn’t a neat-freak by any means, but she tended to keep her surfaces clear, and didn’t bother much with decoration.

DOXY on the other hand was like one of those earth animals she had read about. The winged ones that would make little nests and then obsessively nab any shiny thing they could find to decorate it with. Soda cans and candy wrappers were like little trophies for her, along with whatever colorful little nicknacks she could get. She also didn’t really get why it was so important for things to be orderly.

Sadie didn’t have the energy to lament her friend’s shit cleanliness levels right now. All that mattered to her was getting into her little comfort zone and washing away this crap day in her mind.

She parked herself in her chair in front of the tv (You could tell it was hers because it wasn’t covered in three different kinds of blanket and heart shaped pillows) and fished around for her MP3 player. The headphones were huge orange things that could block out the sound of the building exploding around her, which was just what she needed right now.

She put them on, hit play, and let he wailing guitars of her speed metal playlist wash over her. It was her security blanket, and every problem outside of that blanket no longer existed in her mind. As unenthused as she was about most thing, she like nearly every demon had to admit that music was basically the best fucking thing ever. It was this crazy beautiful whole new kind of NOISE that wormed into your brain and nocked your senses on your ass. How did humans get anything done when they had so much to listen to?

She stretched out and shut her eyes, letting her drift off into a world of screaming chords and pounding drums.

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The door to the apartment slid open, and a bubbly voice called out from the hall. “HEEEEEEY! I’M HOOOOOME!”

In floated a bubblegum pink skinned cyclops, with a messy cut of emerald green hair. Her body was outrageously curvy, stretching out her t-shirt and tiny shorts to near bursting. She LOVED feeling her squishy body get squeezed by clothes. She loved -everything- about her body. From her big soft boobies to her cute belly to her awesome hands that could hold things! Said hands were currently holding a mass of shopping bags, laden with the spoils of her Friday snack-shopping spree.

She looked around trying to see if her friend was home. Her shift should have ended like an hour ago so she- Ah! She was in the music zone. Doxy giggled at the sight of her friend curled up on the chair. Sadie was usually such a grumpy guts, but she was always so cute when she was enjoying her music.

Doxy grinned, big chompy teeth gleaming in the light of the apartment. She bent down, floating closer to her snoozing friend, extended out her big green tongue and licked the side of Sadie’s face.

Pretty immedately Sadie’s eyes shot open. “What the, AGH, BLUGH, Damnit Doxy!”

Doxy laughed and floated back to avoid any swipes from the angered imp. “You snooze you lose Sadie!” She stuck out her tongue and made a *Pbbbbllllt* noise.

Sadie just glowered and dried her face off with the nearest cloth she could find. Ugh her face was gonna be sticky all night now. “Did you really need to do that,” She said, taking off her headphones. “I wasn’t sleeping, I was just trying to relax! It’s been a shit day, okay, I’m not in the mood for being dicked with.”

Doxy drooped. “Aw, sorry Sadie, I was just goofin,” She set down her bags and gave her friend a considerate look. “What’s wrong?”

Sadie breathed deeply trying to dispel her anger. “Work was just kind of a shit-show. The register went on the fritz so I had to do everything manually. Annnnnd guess who the customers took their frustration out on?”

Doxy blanched. “Eesh.”

“Yeah. It fucking sucked,” Sadie said. She paused, looking at the big-ass bags Doxy had brought in. “So what’s your haul this time?”

Doxy’s smile returned with a vengeance, and she began to drool slightly. “Oh man, Sadie, this new place opened up on the way from the clothing store, and they sell this human stuff that is just, it’s, I don’t even, Sadie it’s AMAZING!” She hoisted up one of the bags to show the logo.  Over a big image of a lollipop, the colorful words read ’CANDY-ZONE’

“Candy? You’ve had candy before,” replied Sadie. Doxy was a total glutton, like a lot of cacodemons. Ever since she first sampled some of the human realm’s food she’d been hooked on the experience. She supposed it was like her and music. A total sensory overload.

“Yeah, but not anything like THIS!” She replied excitedly. She opened up one bag and pulled out a pair of big round lollipops, similar to the one on the bag. “It’s sooooooo goooood sadie!” She said while jamming them in her mouth. “It’sh like, a whooole store fulla da shtuff! And it’sh all big and colorful and they had shamples and it’sh amazhing!”

She happily bit down, crunching up the hard candy like bits of bone. “And it’s just as cheap as regular food! So I got a bunch and we can totally share some!”

“I’ll pass,” said Sadie, brushing aside the offer.

Doxy pouted. “Awwwww c’mon! You’re always such a stick in the mud Sadie! Live a little!”

“I’m not as obsessed with taste sensation as you are Dox, we’ve been through this.

Doxy crossed her arms and stared down her bestie. “It’s not just food! You turn down every attempt to get out and enjoy yourself! We’ve got this whole new world laid out in front’a us! We have stuff now! Stuff -we- have that’s -ours-! We never got it that good back in the old life! We oughtta live it up!”

Sadie sighed. “Look, I never wanted everything the world has to offer, okay?! All I want to do is keep my head down and survive.”

“Survive what Sadie? We’re not in Hell anymore! We’re past surviving! If yer gonna sit around and just “survive” you’re gonna turn to dust! What the heck are you waitin’ for?”

Sadie sat back in her chair, silent for a minute. “I’m sorry Dox I know I’m not adjusting as well as every other imp, it’s just… It’s just weird, okay? All of sudden we’re fleeing home and now everything, EVERYTHING is different. The way we talk, the way we think… I don’t even have the same body anymore!” She gestured at her chest for emphasis.

“Pfft. That’s not a downside,” Said Doxy. “Lookat me! I’ve got all these great limb thingies! And I’m so cute and squishy now!” She thrust out her tummy. “See how soft I am!”

“I already know how soft you are Doxy.”

“Aw. Spoilsport. But yeah, I mean, me an’ my sister Cacos are way happier now. We get to eat and party and scratch itchy spots! I used to have to rub up against a jagged rock if I wanted to scratch an itch! There’s no downsides here Sadie!”

Sadie rolled her eyes. “Look… Doxy. I know it’s better. I never want to go back to the way things are but this is just… so much to take in.” She pointed out the window. “It used to be simple. And now we have clothes, and houses, and these JOB things! All of this is just overwhelming. I’m struggling to keep up with all these changes, so I just try to focus on getting through the day, and shut out anything else. I don’t mean to be an asshole it’s just… I’m trying.”

Doxy smiled at her friend, big green eye shimmering. “Awww Sadieee! It’s okay!” She quickly floated over and scooped her friend up in a big boob-smothering hug. Doxy giggled as Sadie’s spiked poked her flesh.

After complying with Sadie’s muffled cries and releasing her, Doxy popped a couple more lollipops in her mouth and started planning. “Well, Sadie. You’re never gonna get used to life on mars just sittin’ around. We should go out tonight! Szzissix, from work, she said there was a fun club-event goin’ on tonight!”

“Doxy, I don’t think I’m up for-“

“Ah-ah-ah! Trust me Sadie. You’ve been holed up for weeks! You need to get outta your shell girl! Meet some new people! Maybe make a connection! The sex kiiiind~”

“DOXY!”

“Hey! Sex is better than ever over here! Human dicks aren’t as big but they’re sooooo tasty!”

“I’m not gonna go out on a random dick-hunt!”

“Ohhhh,” said Doxy. “So you like giiiiiirls better then?” She said conspiratorially, getting a little too close and jostling her chest for Sadie to see. Sadie gulped.

“J-just drop it okay? Look, I’ll go out with you but don’t expect me to dive in to the “fun” as quickly as you will. We’ll just.. have some drinks or whatever and hang out, okay?”

Doxy giggled. “Pssht. You’re such a weirdo. You’re like the only Imp I know who doesn’t go in for a nice orgy every once in a while.”

“Hey, I was from a rougher plane, okay?”

“Yeah yeah, whatever gurl. Once you’ve had some human dick you’ll be on my side in a heartbeat.”

“What’s so great about human dick? They can’t be that much bigger than what like a hell knight would have…”

“Yeah, but they’re really really tasty! And like, idunno there’s something about human skin that feels really good to rub up against.”

“Suit yourself. I’m gonna get changed. I assume you know where this club is?”

“Yuppers! I’m just gonna, um…” She stared at her bags hungrily. “Get charged up for partyin’.”

Sadie rolled her eyes again. “Knock yourself out.” She went to her room to get changed, and heard the slovenly sounds of a hungry cacodemon devouring sackfuls of candy in single bites.