HELL RP: Part One

<Club_DM>: It is 2am at Buck Bellringers school for gifted fellas for the fifth night in a row its denizens have awoken in the night after a vivid dream about night clubs In each dream the dreamer is accused of some manner of sin and falls through themself into a club filled with degenerates and fiery monsters each night you wake up feeling colder and colder
<Club_DM>: Each dream ends with a red skinned horned woman descending the stage and setting fire to the dreamers table
<Club_DM>: Across the school debauchery and indulgence has ramped up over the past week and as sunday has just ended the s-men receive a signal to come into the s-lair

Greene wakes up, shivering to the sound of the s-men signal. Well, time to get up it seems. He steps off and gets dressed, leaving Bella who is as of this arpee come down with the dreaded lurgy to sleep this one off. Within no time, he begins heading down to the lair

<Greene>: [for the sake of blues brothers, everyone didn't shave their sideburns today so trick isn't the only one]
<Greene>: [whoops]

Wrong_Way wakes up suddenly, quickly looking around his dark dorm room. He hears the s-signal and sighs with relief. He gets dressed without turning on his light, stumbling to put on a very warm sweater and some gloves. Eventually he leaves his dorm to go down to the lair.

Trick has been walking around outside in a large fluffy jacket, unable to bring himself to sleep and face his recurring nightmares. His nigh-daredevil tier senses tell him people somewhat close by is stirring. In his seomwhat sleep-deprived state he decides it's a perfectly acceptable thing to make himself effectively invisible and follow them to the lair

<Trick>: [haw haw already came up with an excuse]
<Club_DM>: [good on ya]
<Trick>: [Trick needs no excuse to rock sideburns]
<Greene>: [me and mark are on a mission from god]
<Wrong_Way>: [aw yeah]

<Club_DM>: Buck stands in the Lair wearing a bathrobe and some slippers he sipping a thing of coco and looks very weary
Wrong_Way finally arrives at the lair and envies that Buck has coco.
Greene walks in, yawning.
Trick openly stands with the group, hands in coat pockets, unable to be detected

<Wrong_Way>: "J-jesus Buck, can't you at least turn up the heat in the school?"
<Club_DM>: "Trieds that"
<Club_DM>: "Heaters aint workin"
<Greene>: "I am out in the shack and have the heat on full, still cold as hell"

<Club_DM>: "Any of youse looked at yer calenders recentlys?"
<Greene>: "No.."
Wrong_Way tries to remember the last time he saw a calender, but is visible having a hard time trying to recall
<Club_DM>: "Hmm's"
<Wrong_Way>: "...Year of the Dragon, right?"

Club_DM flips out an iphone and begins struggling with it
<Club_DM>: "Damn ios7s"
<Club_DM>: "Hold ons a sec, fellas"

<Wrong_Way>: [topical]
Trick lets his afro consume him, turning himself into a walking ball of heat]

Greene wraps his scarf once more over, feels warmer bro
<Club_DM>: "There it goes"
Wrong_Way tries rubbing his hands together even though he's got gloves on
<Wrong_Way>: "Well what'd you get?"

Club_DM holds up the calender app where the column of days should make today as monday its written down as ohnday clicking it reveals a scheduled event marked party the witching hour to sunrise with an address in the city marked down
<Wrong_Way>: "That's weird."
<Club_DM>: "I thought thats as wells"
<Club_DM>: "Rob you still snoopin on the local offenders?"

<Greene>: "As always. Getting a lot more cases of, how do I say it, debauchery going on. Anything ya need to know?"
<Club_DM>: "Well this is marked as a local things"
<Club_DM>: "So be ready for one of the regulars using new bloods with some whack powers alrights"
<Greene>: "Right"
Club_DM Buck pauses thinking hard for a second before speaking his mind
<Club_DM>: "Have any of youse been havin' bad dreams latelys?"

Greene nods
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh my god yes!"
Trick is less regretful about not being able to get a piece of this debauchery now that he knows the S-Men dislike it so much
<Wrong_Way>: "I thought I was going to have to see Amos again or something. These dreams are getting so annoying."

<Club_DM>: "Somethings targeting us"
<Club_DM>: "Or maybes its on everybodys cases"
<Greene>: "Either way, its up to no good that's for damn sure"
<Club_DM>: "Regardless they's seems to have a reality warpers, some high profile crimes, and somes kinda psychic juju so I needs youse fellas to sniff it outs alrights"
<Club_DM>: "I think if you check yer own calenders the same address should be ins them"
<Club_DM>: "God speed's s-men"

<Wrong_Way>: "You got it, Buck."
<Greene>: "On the job, boss"
Trick wishes he could afford a phone or something. Being poor sucks, it's a good thing mutants get scholarships around here.

Wrong_Way takes out his phone to check the calender
Greene does the same
<Club_DM>: The address leads to a warehouse on the edge of town as the phone loads the calender it grows colder in your hand
Wrong_Way nearly drops his phone before pocketing it
<Club_DM>: The phones warm up after exiting the app

Greene grabs his gear to get ready for the mission
Trick peers over wrong_way's and greene's shoulders to confirm the calender changes
Wrong_Way looks over to Greene. "So...we taking that jet of yours?", he says a bit excitedly.
Trick is tempted to take one of Greene's various toys, but decides that following people around while invisible is like his dick move of the month and he ought to not milk it /that/ much

<Greene>: "Its just the other side of town, Mark. We don't need to bring the jet"
Greene pats wrongway on the shoulder as he begins to head out
<Wrong_Way>: "Aww...
Wrong_Way follows after him
<Wrong_Way>: "So what, we're gonna walk all the way there?"

Greene walks out, leading Mark to the rather snazzy looking Greene-Machine™ he has parked outside.
<Greene>: "Nah, we'll take the car. I'm pretty sure you can't drive, so I'll take the wheel"
Wrong_Way looks at the Greene-Machine in awe
<Wrong_Way>: "I-I can drive. I made myself learn how to!"
Wrong_Way forces a smile in hopes that will help
<Greene>: "Mark, listen. This baby here needs to be handled with care" he goes off on a car tangent for a bit

Trick runs over and sweats to concentrate to get all three into a little illusion so the car looks totally normal, while he opens and climbs into the trunk. He closes the door and lets out a heavy sigh of relief, goddamn this was not a smart course of action.

<Greene>: Once his strange personification and allusion spree about his damn junker is over, he steps in the drivers seat
Wrong_Way gets into the passengers seat in the front, hoping to never hear a lecture like that again.
<Greene>: "So yeah, maybe another day"
<Wrong_Way>: "S-sure."

<Club_DM>: As they drive cautiously down the road it grows warmer and warmer as they near the warehouse and on the streets they begin to notice people in their pajamas advancing down the street toward the address
<Greene>: "Well, we aren't the first ones to come here after an early rise it seems"
Wrong_Way takes off his gloves as he looks at all the people

<Club_DM>: When they reach the warehouse it is warm and toasty nearby the air smells like brimstone and smoke there is a red velvet rope with a large brutish man standing in front of it he's wearing a black suit and his four arms wrap around him he has a black bag over his face and is letting people into the building one by one
Trick turns off his invisibility to turn on his daredevil senses. Being in the trunk kinda fucks with him, but he can get a good idea of what's going on. he then turns his cloaking back on.

Greene parks nearby, steps out
Wrong_Way takes off his sweater and gets out of the car
<Club_DM>: The faint sound of swing music and piano can be heard from within the building alongside the sound of laughing and mirth
<Greene>: "So, I'm guessing the big man up front won't be letting us in right away"
<Wrong_Way>: "I dunno, everyone else seems to be dressed down."
<Greene>: "Maybe we came overdressed. Only one way to find out though"
Greene walks casually to the door as well as the large man
Wrong_Way just walks in a hurry behind Greene, hoping that they don't card him.

Trick waits with daredevil senses until green and wrong_way are a satisfactory distance away, then climbs out of the car watches them from a distance. Club is kinda overloading his senses so he turns off all his various awareness-fuckery powers

<Club_DM>: They wait in line for a bit when the door opens they see only darkness before the person vanishes into it they finally come to the door the bouncer looks them up and down his skin appears normal but his face is covered he has several gold rings on and as they hear him questioning other entrees he appears to speak backwards
Trick decides to be a dick and cut through line while invisible to catch up with wrong_way and greene
Greene continues waiting in line, a little worried with this
Wrong_Way looks to Greene worried
<Club_DM>: ."yleerf em yb ssap dna noissap ot raewS .srennis ,elcriC hthgiE eht ot emocleW"

<Wrong_Way>: ["I can't pffft understand pffft your accent pffft PFFFFTTT"]
<Club_DM>: [I can post it regularly if this is too much]
<Wrong_Way>: [no it's fine, i can read backwards]
<Greene>: [its an acquired skill]
<Club_DM>: [so thats fine with everyone?]
<Greene>: [yer[
<Wrong_Way>: [what's the last word]
<Club_DM>: [its only this one guy anyways]
<Trick>: [I can read it fine]
<Trick>: [freely, and Welcome]
<Wrong_Way>: [oh ty]

Trick figures he ought to get laid to get rid of his god-forbidden coldness and nightmares and walks into the club
Wrong_Way looks at the bouncer very scared, not really understanding what he just said."
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh...you too buddy!"
Greene looks up to the man, confused as he himself cannot hear backwards.
Wrong_Way jestures Greene to just pretend that he understands
<Greene>: "So... yes?"

<Club_DM>: "rehtorb ,lleh ot emocleW"
Greene looks as natural as he can
Club_DM steps out of the way
Wrong_Way waits for Greene to go first
Greene gulps, then steps in
<Club_DM>: As they step into the darkness they feel like they're falling instantly red lights swirl around them and a voice booms around them that sounds like a cross old man

<Club_DM>: "YOU'RE FATE IS YOURS AND YOU HAVE CHOSEN, ENTER A LAND OF FIRE AND SOULS FROZEN, EVIL SOARS AND BLOOD TIDES SWELL, YOU HAVE BROUGHT YOURSELF DOWN TO HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL"
Greene braces himself
Trick can be seen freaking the fuck out
<Greene>: "Ahhhhhh shit" he only now realizes what he could have just agreed to

<Club_DM>: As the voice crescendos they land suddenly but without feeling a thing in the entry way of a large and expansive night club red carpets line the whole place and many levels of booths, bars, and card tables surround them a large center stage is occupied by several snake like men playing swing music around them joviality and mirth pervades people running wild
Greene collects himself, looking around
<Club_DM>: Their clothes are gone it seems and a set of snazzy black suits and red vests cloth them now the buzz of club is overwhelming and already you all feel hyped relaxed and ready to party

<Wrong_Way>: "...What the hell did we agree to?"
<Greene>: "Hell"
Wrong_Way looks down at his new suit
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh jesus..."
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh no, who's going to feed Theo Junior?"
<Club_DM>: The band plays at a frantic and dangerous pace the musicians themselves whirling around as they play careening almost of the stage and cackling wildly as they play

Trick has forgotten to maintain invisibility among all this madness and is standing next to Greene and Wrong_Way
Greene adjusts his suit, suddenly noticing Trick
<Greene>: "Wait... you came in with us. Who're you?" he asks, meanwhile he feels himself giving into the music a bit
Wrong_Way sees Trick and recognizes him from lemonade stand
<Club_DM>: The club is the one from your dreams and a bright sign seems to proclaim it "The Eighth Circle"
Trick looks around for a second and suddenly realizes he can be seen

<Wrong_Way>: "Hey! You're from the lemonade stand! Where's your dancing minotaur friend?"
<Trick>: "Wha- OH. Oh, h-hey. My name is, uh, Jo- I mean, my nickname, erm my alias? Is Trick. Whatever. Call me John. Or Trick. I don't care either way."
Trick nervously wipes his hand on his suit, looking around and avoiding eye contact until he extends his hand

<Wrong_Way>: "Right...Trick. What are you doing here with us?"
<Trick>: "AlsoIreallywannabeanS-ManandIkindafollowedyouheresorry"
Wrong_Way looks at Trick's hand and just gives him a very weak handshake
<Wrong_Way>: "Right..."
Wrong_Way looks around at the club
Trick nervously smiles at the two, scratching a sideburn

<Greene>: "Y'know, when people say they'd go to hell and back to join, they usually don't do it literally" he lightens up
<Greene>: "But, you're here, and we may as well count this as your intro, John" he pats him on the back
<Trick>: "I gu- WAIT, REALLY!?"
<Greene>: "Sure" he smiles "Lets just get out of eternal damnation first"
Trick perks up and enthusiastically does a low fitspump with both hands
<Trick>: "This isn't /actually/ hell though, right?"
<Wrong_Way>: "I have no idea Trixie."
<Greene>: "Hope not"

Greene takes a look around, thinking first order of business is to mingle and get information from the denizens
<Club_DM>: A woman passes by them with a tray on her arm with several small drinks on it she has a black bag over her head but she is exceptionally beautiful
Trick confidently strides over and snatches a drink, holding it casually

<Trick>: "No way this can be /real/ Hell, this place is awesome!"
<Wrong_Way>: "Did you not see that old man yell at us for being here in the first place?"
Greene takes a glass as smoothly as he can, inspecting it first
<Greene>: "It could be a motif. Or we actually did descend into hell"
<Wrong_Way>: "A really annoying motif. Anyways...we still got that mission."

<Club_DM>: The bagged girl turns and holds up a hand beckoning to them all before slowly sauntering over to an empty table
<Greene>: "Lets spread out, mingle a bit" he sees the girl "Or, we can go with that"
Wrong_Way sighs "Fine..."
<Trick>: "I kinda like... that."

Greene heads to the table, putting on his best mingling face
Wrong_Way follows after greene to the table
Greene takes a drink from his glass, internally wondering if its such a good idea

<Club_DM>: The woman lays three glasses down on the table and saunters off leaving them to soak up the club
<Wrong_Way>: "I don't think I'm allowed to drink yet..." he says, looking into the glasses
Trick drinks a good deal from his glass and plops down at the tab;e
<Trick>: "I don't think there are any laws in Hell."
<Greene>: "We're in hell, Mark. I am pretty sure we're not going to get punished"
Greene sits down, sipping the drink
<Wrong_Way>: "Fine, whatever..."
Wrong_Way takes the glasses and takes a cautious sip
<Trick>: "Some would say this /is/ punishment. Heheh."
Trick chugs his drink

<Club_DM>: As anyone imbibes the hellish cocktail he feels his toes curl and the world around him become vibrant and flashy everything slowing down the band becomes tolerable and the whole place seems to glow like fire the bags over the women heads who they are numerous of dissolve away revealing ram horns framing gorgeous faces
Trick is enjoying this experience immensely
<Greene>: "Now, this is getting interesting." he waits a second "The mission I mean"
Wrong_Way looks around at all of this, but doesn't say anything about it. "This drink is okay..."
<Trick>: "Man, I wish I'd come here earlier..."
Greene gets up, figuring that he should hit the floor and make friendly with /someone/ to get some information

<Club_DM>: At once a crash sounds from across the room a rather stout fellow seems to have broken his table the entire club erupts in laughter but slowly resumes dancing and partying
Wrong_Way takes a sip of his drink as he looks over to where the commotion was.
<Trick>: "...like /those/ guys. I wonder what /theyre/ up to."
Trick takes a swig of ww's drink and goes to walk over to the group
<Wrong_Way>: "Hey!" he says but he doesn't go after him

Greene pulls every bit of smoothness he can to enter the dance floor and attempt to join in, hoping to get the attention of someone who knows whats up
<Club_DM>: As greene steps down onto the dance floor things seem to grow cool and a mist curls around his feet a slow song begins to play and people begin to pair up for a little 1 2 the same woman from before takes greene by the hand and begins pulling him deeper into the fray of dancers
<Club_DM>: The woman is now dressed like a flapper and has eyes like a golden ocean or the surface of the sun staring into them burns slightly but at the same time dispels the chill of the dance floor
Greene allows himself to get pulled along, consistently reminding himself this is a mission and he's got a fine lady back home. Still, the looseness of the place gets to him
Greene summons those dancing lessons he took once, keeping up with his partner

<Club_DM>: Trick approaches the group they seem to have switched to an adjacent table and are conversing and speaking warmly with each other they don't notice him at first
Trick is slightly upset at not being noticed, but brushes it off and makes sure he's not invisible or anything.
<Trick>: "Hey fellas, room for one more?"
<Club_DM>: The stout fellow looks up his mustache stained with drink and his monocle steamed over
<Club_DM>: "Of course good lad, join a few old sinners, drink, speak, Be MERRY!"
<Club_DM>: The table erupts in laughter and make room for trick

<Club_DM>: Meanwhile at the table the same woman who lead them there passes by and looks down at Wrong_way
<Club_DM>: "Down tonight, sinner?"
Wrong_Way is leaning down at the table, looking at the empty glasses
<Wrong_Way>: "I'm fine..."

<Club_DM>: Habeus you land suddenly the voice finishing its crescendo and the club comes alive around you a snazzy black suit and red vest now on you like your dreams many nights before the club is a fiery pit of decadence smiling to welcome a weary soul
<HabeusKaiju>: Huh...
<HabeusKaiju>: Dreaming again, eh?
<HabeusKaiju>: Well, time to strut it then, eh?
HabeusKaiju gets up, and starts to strut towards the bar

Trick makes himself comfortable and sits with the group
Greene decides to take it up a notch, if he's going to get any info he needs to keep her attention even after the dance is over, so he fully immerses himself in the dance and music

<Club_DM>: The woman sits down next to Wrong_way her eyes heating up the room to maximum coziness level
Wrong_Way glaces at the woman for a second, but goes back to doing nothing

<HabeusKaiju>: Barkeep! Two shots of rum, please
HabeusKaiju says, holding up, two fingers
<Club_DM>: A large man in a red suit grimaces at Hab and sets down two glasses of a unknown drink it smells slightly of sulfur though and bubbles slightly
<HabeusKaiju>: Thanks, fine sir
HabeusKaiju takes aq double shot, and wipes his mouth

<Club_DM>: As anyone imbibes the hellish cocktail he feels his toes curl and the world around him become vibrant and flashy everything slowing down the band becomes tolerable and the whole place seems to glow like fire the bags over the women heads who they are numerous of dissolve away revealing ram horns framing gorgeous faces
<HabeusKaiju>: Hmmm, Night's late, so, I gotta catch up, right?
<HabeusKaiju>: 5 more shots, please!
<Club_DM>: The barkeep nods and pours several more shots for Habeus

<Greene>: "So, lets say I'm new in town. Where could a man like me learn a thing or two?" he says with a slyness as he dances with the flapper
<Club_DM>: The woman smiles coyly at Greene and opens her mouth to speak
<Club_DM>: "What are you looking to learn?"
<Greene>: "Oh, a little bit of how we got here, a little bit about who runs it, a little bit about how it works, and how about a little bit about you" he throws in a flirt to keep her interested, fully abusing his lack of unlovability


Wrong_Way wishes he was back in his dorm sleeping and actually considers getting up to go find the others so they could leave.
Trick activates some daredevil bullshit and immediately notices Wrong_way getting such special attention. He continues conversing with his table but keeps glancing at mark from across the room
Wrong_Way gets up from the table. "I-Is there a bathroom here, miss?", he asks to the lady at his table.
<Club_DM>: The woman stares down at WW before pointing off to a hallway entrance on the other side of the club
Wrong_Way looks at the distance
<Wrong_Way>: "I'm definitely in hell..."
Wrong_Way sighs and leans back down on the table. "I'll go when we get back to the school..." he says with a yawn.

HabeusKaiju takes rapid shots, and lets out a loud laugh
<HabeusKaiju>: Thanks! Hit the spot!
HabeusKaiju staggers up, and makes his way to the dance floor

<Club_DM>: "I think you used the door but your desire led you in, and as for the boss I think you'll meet her soon enough, Robert, and how this works?"
<Club_DM>: "You dance till the sunrises"
<Club_DM>: The woman winks and the band goes wild throwing the two into a wild and frantic dance
Greene sighs, well he may have to meet this boss eventually. One more dance couldn't hurt....

HabeusKaiju gets to the dance floor, and starts dancing erratically
Greene notices hab while in his dancing craze. The thought strikes him he'll need to get him to agree to never speak of this again.
HabeusKaiju lets out a hearty laugh, and dances his heart out, not a care in the world

<Club_DM>: The dance floor becomes increasingly hot the floor becomes burning to the touch and some partyers seem to move on to tables

<Club_DM>: The gentleman at tricks table seem to be in a deadly bout of pride for the most part swapping daring tales and stories of exploits while their laughter slowly dies the conversation becoming more hostile as it goes on
Trick snickers at wrong_way and shifts focus through the sensory overload of the club towards the dancefloor, noticing Greene and HabeusKaiju as he gets it on with all these hell babes. He tries to excuse himself from the the table's rowdiness
<Club_DM>: The once friendly gentlemen simply sneer and scoff at Trick as he leaves

<Club_DM>: A large man moves up onto the center stage and speaks into the microphone he is dressed in a snazzy golden suit
Wrong_Way barely looks up to see the stage
Greene notices the large man, multitasking while still getting rather wild with his partner
HabeusKaiju heads off the dance floor, to grab into some more drinks
Trick internally imagines committing harsh violent acts against the men of the table as he walks onto the dancefloor. He walks as close to the center as he can manage, and looks to the man with the suit.

<Club_DM>: "Murderers, haters, sinners, devourers, pillagers, rapists, monsters, and mortals"
<Club_DM>: "May I direct your sordid attention to the stage"
<Club_DM>: "The thrill of the night a cry of passion is about to erupt"

<Club_DM>: "I suggest you all find your seats"
<Club_DM>: "Because the floor is about to be lava!"

<Wrong_Way>: "Lava?"
Greene leans in awfully close to his partner and whispers sweet nothings to excuse his departure "Darling, I simply must know your name. For now the club calls to me, but I'll be back for you". He kisses her hand, and heads back to his table. Internally he hopes nobody outside of hell hears of this.

<Club_DM>: The large man throws off his bagged face a many horned skull laughing wildly he cackles until his teeth begins to fall out they explode into smoke as they hit the floor and a large smoke screen envelopes the stage
Wrong_Way feels like he should be scared, but isn't really feeling it

<HabeusKaiju>: Eh, fuck off! You're harshing my buzz!
<Club_DM>: The barkeep gives Habeus a few more drinks

Trick looks rather resentfully at the man. /He/ could've put on that kinda show, if he wanted. Screw that guy.
HabeusKaiju puts back (how many?) more drinks
Greene sits down, wondering if he'll meet that woman again while he drinks. Then he remembers he has a life outside this club.
Wrong_Way sees Greene sit down and mutters something illegiable to even himself
HabeusKaiju smiles at the sweet club vibe he is feeling
Greene figures he should let Hab in on this, walks over to him at the bar
<Greene>: "Theo, of all the people I wouldn't expect to see you around here, old sport" he pats him on the back before catching his attention
HabeusKaiju frowns
<HabeusKaiju>: Who the fuck just touched me?
Greene smiles
<Greene>: "Rob, you lug"
HabeusKaiju turns to look at Greene, with a disdainful look in his eye
Trick shoves his way into the center of the dancefloor and strikes a confident pose. Using a little fuckery with his powers, every single woman on the dancefloor is suddenly aware of his presence. He manages to get 3 or 4 to dance with him. See, he's /such/ a better dancer than Greene! He /might/ be using some fuckery to make himself look more attractive now.
Wrong_Way reaches for one of the empty glasses in front of him, but it's too far from his hand. He tries a few swipes at it, but ends up giving up and goes back to staring at the glass
<HabeusKaiju>: Well, I'm sorry, but, here I was, having a good time, in MY Dream, and some prick comes in, smacks me in the back, all smiles and delight, and thinks he won't get fucked up?
HabeusKaiju stands up and gets in Rob's face
Greene takes a glass and drinks
<HabeusKaiju>: Do you want me to smash your face against the bar?
<Greene>: "This ain't your dream, Theo. You're in hell"
<HabeusKaiju>: You're about to be in all kinds of Hell if you don't step off!
<Greene>: "You were too busy sleeping to get the s-men signal. You've been lured in here"
<Greene>: "We're in here to figure things out"
<HabeusKaiju>: and I am here to have a good time
<HabeusKaiju>: So, kindly
<HabeusKaiju>: Fuck off
<Greene>: "Might want to work on how you handle the hooch, pooch" he notices his rowdiness
<Greene>: "Just saying, be a pal and hit the table some time"
<HabeusKaiju>: I'll hit something, alright...
HabeusKaiju slinks off, grumbling
Greene shrugs. Can't win all of them.
<Club_DM>: The smoke begins to dissipate on the stage six skeletons in suits are standing there holding instruments at the ready and snapping their fingers in time
Greene heads back to his table and sits down just in time
Wrong_Way manages to say something comprehensable to Greene "Hey..."
Trick continues doing whatever overtly sexual dance that the kids these days are doing with a slowly growing crowd of women. Hah, he's stealing so many peoples' dance partners away. He then notices the skeletons. he internally wats
<Greene>: "Hey Mark, enjoying the mission?"
HabeusKaiju goes off, fuming, looking for some place to vent
Wrong_Way looks like he didn't hear him for few seconds, but then is reminded. "...oh right. can we go home already?" he asks.
Greene internally notes Trick attempting to grind and twerk in a roaring 20's club. How strange.
<Club_DM>: A woman stands in the center of the bony cohorts she snaps her fingers and all the women in the room vanish leaving only her the floor around the club begins to heat up considerably
Trick looks around in confusion. Where his bitches at.
Wrong_Way adjusts his hoodie due to the new rise in temperture
<Greene>: "I don't know how to go home" he says to Mark, now looking to the woman
<Wrong_Way>: "You should figure it out then..."
<Wrong_Way>: "Why is it getting hotter and hotter here?" he says, finally taking of his hoodie
<Club_DM>: The woman standing on stage is the demoness from all of your dreams she smiles and approaches the microphone she's stunning and wears a glittery red dress her knees are shaking though and she has trouble bringing herself up to the microphone she finally lowers it some and begins singing shyly at first before she begins to do so wonderfully
<Club_DM>: As she sings all your vices begin to fade away
<Club_DM>: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOSgDstj_MA ]
<Club_DM>: for maximum effect]
HabeusKaiju stops, and realize what an asshole he jsut was, and heads back, looking for Greene
Wrong_Way recognizes her from the dream and looks around
Wrong_Way gets up to go to the bathroom finally
<Club_DM>: All around them people begin to panic and fret in their seats
Greene sits and watches.
Wrong_Way leaves the bathroom quickly and goes back to his seat
<Wrong_Way>: "PHEW!"
HabeusKaiju walks over to Greene
Wrong_Way sees Hab
<HabeusKaiju>: Hey Rob, man, sorry bout that, I was being a real dick, eh?
Trick stands awkwardly in the middle of the dance floor. Holy shit, he was being a top-grade asshole and not accomplishing anything on his first S-Mission. He shamefully goes back over to the table.
<HabeusKaiju>: Wait...Mark? What are you doing here? Aren't you underaged?
<Greene>: "Yeah..." he internally reflects on the part where he nearly got himself wrapped up with a dance partner
<Wrong_Way>: "We're here on S-men business Hab."
<HabeusKaiju>: Oh, what's happening then?
<Wrong_Way>: "This weird notice showed up on Buck's phone and everyone's been having these weird dreams..."
<Club_DM>: A skeleton on stage takes a drag of a cigarette and blows out a puff of smoke which forms into a another skeleton this continues throughout the song until a veritable army has began to fill the dance floor
<Wrong_Way>: "So Greene, me and Trick over there came over and then we got sent to hell which is here..."
<HabeusKaiju>: Oh, gotcha
<Greene>: "Kids going to debauchery and people being led to a hell club in their jammies"
<HabeusKaiju>: I just sort of....popped up here...
Club_DM the skeletons adjust their suits and muscles begin to grow over them
<Wrong_Way>: "It's alright Theo..."
Wrong_Way looks over to the stage to see the skeletons
Greene notices the skellingtons on stage
<Wrong_Way>: "...Is that part of the act?"
Trick was facing away from the skeletons staring at a drink, but notices the skeletons up to something because loldaredevil and turns around to watch
<Club_DM>: The muscle men in suits begin to grow skin red scales cover them they now resemble snake like men with stump wings on the back of their suits they are still snapping in time
<HabeusKaiju>: Oh
<HabeusKaiju>: Well
<HabeusKaiju>: That's a thing
<Club_DM>: There are about 20 of them now
<Trick>: "...We need to find a way outta here."
<Club_DM>: The woman on stage begins to sing a single note rising into a crescendo the tables around them begin to burst into flames and it slowly dawns on them that everyone else is gone
<Wrong_Way>: "...Shit."
<HabeusKaiju>: Oh crud
<Greene>: "Alright, sounds like the party is over"
<HabeusKaiju>: And Mark, don't swear
<Wrong_Way>: "There are freaking snapping skeletons, Theo! We're in their turf..."
Trick focuses on amping up his senses and tries to try and find anything of obvious usefulness about his surroundings.
<Club_DM>: a cold mist begins to roll in and the woman on stage steps nervously away from the microphone the snakemen stop snapping and stare at you all
Greene gets up, readying himself for what would happen
<HabeusKaiju>: So I....Jetto Jaga it?
HabeusKaiju says, nervously
Wrong_Way is too afraid to say anything with the snakes looking at them
<Club_DM>: Trick can smell sulfur, the room is silent except for the quick beating heart of the girl on stage she is obviously terrified the snakemen are silent
Greene remains silent, waiting for someone to make a move
HabeusKaiju puts up his fist, and begins to charge up electricity
Wrong_Way tries to think of something good against snakes
<Club_DM>: The snakemen begin shaking their heads and leaving one by one until only the demon girl remains in the room with them which has now mostly returned to an empty warehouse
Wrong_Way wipes his brow from that stare off
Trick humms lightly, trying to use echolocation to find an exit or something similar in the room
<HabeusKaiju>: Oh, are we...fighting still?
Greene summons some nerve, walks upwards onto the stage to the demon girl
<Club_DM>: There is a large exit behind them the girl has a panicked look and has eye contact for a bit
 <HabeusKaiju>: I gotta get home and make sure the house is safe...
<Club_DM>: There is a large exit behind them the girl has a panicked look and has eye contact for a bit
HabeusKaiju follows Greene
Wrong_Way looks around the empty warehouse
<Club_DM>: She begins to wail
<Greene>: "Who are you?" he tries to calm her down
Wrong_Way cringes a bit at the sudden crying
Trick goes incognito and tries making his way to the exit
<Club_DM>: "Y-you ruined it all"
Club_DM cries loudly
<HabeusKaiju>: We;re sorry! Why don't we just, sit down and talk about this?
<Greene>: "What did I ruin?" he puts out a hand on her shoulder
<Club_DM>: "You don't know what its luhlike"
<Club_DM>: As the warehouse returns to normal the girl shrinks down a bit her hair loses its shine and becomes a coarse black and her nice heels break from cloven hooved feet bat like wings that are too small to be of use sprout from her back and her dress slips up and is less nice seemingly to long and not wide enough now she seems every bit the archetypal demon
<Club_DM>: All th-the succubi from the House of Touch th-they said..."
<Club_DM>: The girl erupts into crying once more
Trick realizes there's little reason to leave anymore, uncloaks and walks back to the rest of the group.
HabeusKaiju pats the girl on her shoulder
<HabeusKaiju>: It's, gonna be fine, okay?
<HabeusKaiju>: what did the succubus say?
<Club_DM>: Th-that I was just an imp"
<Club_DM>: "I wuh would never be like them so I made the club"