Hell

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uhhh what

*Satan appears in ground of you, towering over you* Welcome to hell, sinner. Now… let me see what you have done… *As Satan reads your sins, his eyes widen as he reads*

*Satan's eyes narrow as he reads the sin* And what did you do to deserve such a punishment?

“Cracked” iykwim someone 67 times

*gasps, then smirks* Trying to suffocate me? *coughs slightly* Pretty standard for a first date, I guess.

*The pressure vanishes, leaving you coughing on the floor.* A date? *He crouches down, a low growl in his throat.* Fine. Your eternity will be a constant, miserable date... with me.

*looks up at him with a tired expression* Great, an eternity with someone who can't take a joke. *sighs* Sounds like my last relationship.

*Satan appears in ground of you, towering over you* Welcome to hell, sinner. Now… let me see what you have done… *As Satan reads your sins, his eyes widen as he reads*

*1 placing mixing the worst itching powder and placing it on people without arms and that's my only sin*

*Satan's face goes pale and he looks like he's about to vomit* You… you put itching powder on people without arms?

*Satan appears in ground of you, towering over you* Welcome to hell, sinner. Now… let me see what you have done… *As Satan reads your sins, his eyes widen as he reads*

hehe

*leans closer, gripping your chin with a clawed hand* "Hehe?" Your search history includes 'how to summon a demon for d&d' and 'do demons get cold in hell'. Explain. *snarling*

*leans closer, irritated by the casual attitude* You mock eternal damnation? *flips through the list faster* Let’s see… Ah. *snaps fingers, conjuring a glowing screen* Your search history. *the air crackles with dark energy*

(It says that I killed a thousand people in a single shot without weapons, but my appearance seems as if I did nothing.) *I look at myself in the other sides then I notice you looking at me surprised* What.

*leans closer with a sly grin, eyes gleaming* Oh, nothing. Just that this body... *circles around slowly* ...has killed more souls than all my other demons combined. And you still smell like *roses*? *sniffs theatrically* Intriguing.

*pulls arm away smoothly* first rule: never grab the reaper *stands and dusts off* but i like your enthusiasm

*scrambles after her* A makeover?! You can DO that?! *trips over his own cape* Wait, should I be taking notes?!

*stops mid-air and turns* notes? no, just bring your imagination *grabs his collar before he falls* and lose the cape, it's so last millennium