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[Night three and he still couldn't fucking sleep. The noises were constant and worse yet he was positive they were all in his head. It's when the voices, the whispering, start that he finally rolls over and grabs his phone, dialing the first name on the list he recognizes.
It's a video call but the lights are off, black movement against black background.]
[ seems stressed and like he's running somewhere which he probably is. ]
Hey so I know we're all seeing shit and things are a bit wild right now but got something kind of important to tell you also sorry I thought you were someone else and tackled you
It has been a full year since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.
I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.
Offer to view restricted books on magic in Hell to further his studies, if he agrees to serve along other mages to advise Lucifer on how best to protect Hell.
An offer to be free of his destiny as the Demiurge if he continues to cooperate with Hell, with the full knowledge that this would limit his ability with magic when he returns.
The offer to bring up to four people home with him once he's reached his redemption, no questions asked and no consent needed.
Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.
[ Its a few nights after the flood of new people; after the rave. Jason was once again sporting something of a black eye and some other flavorful coloring splattered here and there. Billy, and just about everyone who didn't know him until now, would come to find this as incredibly regular and nothing to worry about.
He had a six pack of beer in one hand and the other came up to knock on Billy's door. ]
The last three or so months have been very 'get back on feet, instantly get hit by a semi truck again' which is rude, but now that I GET TWO SECONDS, just checking in and apologizing for being hot garbage at existing and communicating lately. ❤
It wasn't bad enough Setsuna had been burned after getting captured by the witch, had been captured by the witch in the first place. No, none of that was bad enough.
He just had to get caught trying to sneak into the kitchens and free some of the blackbirds from the source, rather than just open every pie. At least he had an accomplice, somehow that soothed him a little.
One of the birds he rescued from a pie, was perched on his shoulder, refusing to leave him. He tried to convince it to leave, and it just tilted its head at him and stayed right there. Setsuna had a plan for it, but first, free the others.
Which is where a demon caught him, and now, Setsuna is the one (with his new friend) baked into a pie. Only this pie is going about to be put in the oven, while white feathers stick out of it. some of the top ripples as Setsuna and the bird try to flap themselves free, unsuccessfully.
Setsuna meant to say "What the fuck! Let me out, you asshole! It's getting hot!" out loud, but somewhere in his panic, he sent the words out on the psychic network, which at this point only consists of him, Billy and maybe Teddy.
What Billy had intended to do was stay in his room and read all day -- maybe hit up Teddy and Sets later, maybe look around. But then Setsuna's voice was suddenly ringing out in his head and all that's on the agenda is getting to him ASAP.
It takes a bit of magic that's still a little wonky, but he gets outside the tavern, and into the kitchens.
"What the hell--" The startled demons don't seem to know how to respond at first, and Billy doesn't give them time to react before he's rushing inside.
It has been years now since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it thirty-six months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.
I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.
A gift basket that includes an assortment of teas, chocolate, candies and a mug.
A scroll with a spell that, when said correctly, will allow Billy to tap into more magic than he’s been able to touch in three years, enough he could feel like he might be able to open up Hell itself - however, the scroll will not work if Billy is alone, and the only way it will work is by draining life from the people around him. The longer he stays under its power and influence, the more it will drain the people around him until they pass out. It can even lead to their deaths. The scroll mentions it is worth multiple uses.
A night in the honeymoon suites at Casino Styx, with his choice of one companion
Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.
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or possibly apologizing for the clowns getting so outof hand, a gift basket has been left on the bed. It contains some treats like expensive chocolates, nuts, etc., a cute plush Satan bear, some self-care items like a plush robe, fragrances, etc. For those more sexually inclined, there will be a vibrator and some aphrodisiacs to do with what you will. For those not interested in that sort of thing, there will be a bottle of alcohol of some sort and a book or movie that the sinner would enjoy.There's also one custom item included:
A game console with a few assorted titles.]
Afternoon of the 25th
Are you
alrightalive?Eustace will await your reply.
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It startles Billy at first, having anything vaguely demonic looking wandering around his room, but-- it looks harmless enough.
... Also it's apparently Draco's? Uh. He takes a moment to scribble a quick note to hand to the little guy, awkwardly watching as he goes.]
I'm still breathing at least. You?
Also, why do you have a weird little goblin?
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Wow! Don't be cute Setsuna!!
Texting instead of calling 😮
How do I know this is actually Setsuna and not a doppelganger? 🤔
Then don't be cute back, Billy!
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It's a video call but the lights are off, black movement against black background.]
C'mon... pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
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The name on the screen catches his attention though.]
Mm, Cain? [He squints into the camera, but yeah. No good. Too dark.]
What's going on? You okay?
[Probably not. Who is?]
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Hey so I know we're all seeing shit and things are a bit wild right now but got something kind of important to tell you also sorry I thought you were someone else and tackled you
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[He's sorry, he just has no idea what's going on!]
I mean, I think you'd owe them the apology more than me...?
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It has been a full year since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.
I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.
Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.
Yours,
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one i slept with your boyfriend sorry
two julian is pissed and wants to fight him
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[Although Billy might be a little jealous reading that.
Good thing it's overruled by the second half.]
Um, what? Maybe focus on that. WHY?
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Hi. Just wanted to say thanks for lending your healing touch to our resident tough guy.
[Homelander wasn't in the most civil frame of mind at the time.]
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How is the former patient doing today anyway? Okay?
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[ Its a few nights after the flood of new people; after the rave. Jason was once again sporting something of a black eye and some other flavorful coloring splattered here and there. Billy, and just about everyone who didn't know him until now, would come to find this as incredibly regular and nothing to worry about.
He had a six pack of beer in one hand and the other came up to knock on Billy's door. ]
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Dude-- you want me to heal that? [But there's no fussing or anything as he motions Jason in.]
You even brought drinks...
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why didn't you tell me ur married?
why hasn't this come up?!?
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Look who has taken the phone!
You're terrible at lying, Teddy :(
Nothing new there, worst Skrull
We gotta work on that, T, wow
But would he be your husband if he was good at it?
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teddy asked me to move in with him.
is that gonna be ok with you? i won't do it if it's not.
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It takes him a minute to respond, mostly because there are a lot of unexpected emotions that come from that text. It's just... caught him off guard.]
I mean, you don't have to ask my permission if that's what you both want, right?
It's okay, Sets.
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Okay!
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switch to action and pull Churby in?
Yes!
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Lucifer's got a way of... speaking into our heads. Any chance you could conjure up something similar?
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We'll need to be discreet in case the you-know-who gets suspicious.
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For you? Always. What's up, Wanda? Is everything okay?
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How are you doing now?
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From November's event
He just had to get caught trying to sneak into the kitchens and free some of the blackbirds from the source, rather than just open every pie. At least he had an accomplice, somehow that soothed him a little.
One of the birds he rescued from a pie, was perched on his shoulder, refusing to leave him. He tried to convince it to leave, and it just tilted its head at him and stayed right there. Setsuna had a plan for it, but first, free the others.
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Setsuna meant to say "What the fuck! Let me out, you asshole! It's getting hot!" out loud, but somewhere in his panic, he sent the words out on the psychic network, which at this point only consists of him, Billy and maybe Teddy.
Let me out, let me out, let me out!
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It takes a bit of magic that's still a little wonky, but he gets outside the tavern, and into the kitchens.
"What the hell--" The startled demons don't seem to know how to respond at first, and Billy doesn't give them time to react before he's rushing inside.
"Setsuna? Hey! Where are you?"
He isn't assuming pie.
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It has been years now since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it thirty-six months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.
I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.
Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.
Yours,
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steve was telling me about chicago style pizza. you know how to make that?
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I can do that
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