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| There are many names for it, and many purposes. To some, it's simple the land of the dead, good or bad. To others it's a place for sinners. Or the realm of monsters. Be it a firey pit, a barren wasteland, or a series of caves, it's not a place for mortals to tread on their own. Perhaps you're a denizen of this space. Or you've ended up at the gates and you can't quite recall how. Or you're on a quest to save a loved one. Or you're hapless fool who read the wrong latin passage allowed and now you're trapped. No matter how you got there, good luck getting out. ♆ Post a top level with your character and canon. Include any preferences you may have. If you're feeling bold, write a starter! ♆ Tag around, make your own world. ♆ Please mark any potentially triggering content |


chloe decker — lucifer — ota
Lucifer Morningstar | Lucifer | OTA
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[ Ash was slowly falling around her as she staggered through the uneven terrain, a hand pressing to black stone. It was cold beneath her palm, quite the opposite of what she’d always thought it would be. Hell, this was hell, and she’d been expecting burning fires, tormented screams, the stink of sulfur to overwhelm her. There was none of that, why? Some of the doors she passed, heavy chains sat crisscrossing over them. What was the reason?
The air down here was much different, thinner. Chloe had to pause and rub a hand against her chest, coughing. How did time work? How much time had passed between here and the hospital room where she’d trusted Linda to watch over her? How much time had passed since Lucifer had left them?
Why didn’t Hell come with a map? That would’ve been more than helpful in finding who she was looking for. Was he perhaps in one of these rooms? ]
—shit!
[ Not paying attention to where she was stepping, too focused on looking up and around, not where her feet were going, down she went. Would she bleed down here? God, what had she gotten herself into. Chloe landed hard on her palms, felt them scrape on the ground. ]
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He felt her presence before he saw her. The signal of a soul that should not be there. The first alarm was that they were nowhere near the gates. How had they gotten so far in? But that's when he saw her. Just as she fell. And he froze.
NO.
He could see a pair of lesser demons lurking in the shadows of the columns on the other side of her. The flash of their eyes was enough to make him move. Fast enough that when he came to a halt on front of her, his shoes slid on the stone. He took her by the arm to help her up. ]
Detective...
[ It's all he could manage, wanting to demand the how and why of her being there. ]
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Lucifer? Thank god. I wasn’t sure where I could find you. Where to start—
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Not here.
[ He hissed the words at her, and started back the way she'd come. He kept an iron grip on her arm, intent to not let her stray. Even if he kept her from the demons, if she lingered too long near an empty cell, she was in deeper trouble than he could thwart. ]
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[ She was in his domain right now, she knew that, that had to be he was gripping her arm as hard as he was. A look was thrown around, back over her shoulder. Was he afraid? What was there to be afraid of? The other demons?
That was when she realized where he was taking her, back the way she’d come from, and she began to try and pull back, dig her heels in. ]
Stop. Lucifer, stop. I’m not going back!
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[ Before they got anywhere near where she'd come in, he took a turn. And immediately ahead of them, an impossibly tall spire rose into the sky. He didn't say a word as he crossed that final stretch, pulling her into a chamber at its base. Inside the massive space was rather reminiscent of his penthouse. Sprawling, open plan living quarters done in dark, warm tones. A stark contrast to the dreary blue and ash outside.
Only once he had the door closed and secured did he relax. ]
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Is it safe to talk? I don’t have much time.
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Precisely! Because you can't be here. It's...it's metaphysically impossible!
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[ There was more to it. So much more. Chloe just needed to get that out first. Her hands rubbed over the sides of her thighs as she then began to pace, words coming out hurriedly. ]
Linda killed me. I’m at the hospital right now. There was no one else who could come down to get you so I— [ She wet her lips, took a breath, stopping to turn to him. ] I volunteered to come here.
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Then the reality of what she'd said hit him full force. The reason it had to be him, and then his mother, the last time this happened. It was like the floor opened up and tried to swallow him. ]
That's...not possible. When you die, you don't choose where you go. How... [ He shook his head. ] You shouldn't have been anywhere near hell, Detective.
[ Unless something drastic had happened in his absence, which he didn't want to consider. ]
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[ That was what it was, wasn’t it? ]
Mortal world. [ Ugh ] Whatever—Earth.
Oh, right—how many ways in and out are there?
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[ If it was bad enough for her to even find a way down here, he was going to need Amenadiel and Mazikeen. That left few options for who could guard the gates, but he had an idea. It was risky, but he absolutely could not leave such an avenue open to any ambitious demon seeking a leg up. ]
I'll go, just tell me what's happened.
[ While he continued to try and cope with the fact that Chloe was in hell. Dead, and in hell. It still had him rooted to the spot. How could Chloe end up in hell?! ]
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[ Chloe folded her arms and stood there, jaw setting as she said the name. ]
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I can't say that I am. By that vein in your neck, I feel I should be.
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Frisk ♥ Undertale ♥ OTA
Looks like they're dead for real, this time.
Harrison | Camp Camp | ota
Persephone | Greek myth | ota
Re: Persephone | Greek myth | ota
And slaves were not granted much, certainly not funeral rites. Most especially not rebellious slaves, who were crucified and left to rot upon the Appian Way. Which meant that Kore was completely confused when she looked around and found herself with many others. More so when she found a gold bracelet around her wrist, something she used as payment.
Of course she was educated to understand not just Roman religion but Greek as well. So she understood what was happening.
Not that it made sense. Or that anyone seemed to know what to do with her.
Ivar "The Boneless" Ragnarsson | Vikings
Beric Dondarrion | Game of Thrones
Tsume | Wolf's Rain
Rorschach | Watchmen
Lurine Hollister | Agent of Hel