Anyone know where a girl can get back to Heaven?

Ask blog for Soliac Trahkorsky, fallen angel. ((23|F)) OC is Soliac, who is a fallen angel. She was too naughty so~

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[stylinpylin]

Sanity Check

Some days, I admit, I do wake up and wonder: should I be absolutely unhinged? It may come as a surprise to some that the answer is surprisingly difficult. On one hand, the flippancy of being the craziest bitch one could possibly be without any regard for one's personal status has intrinsic sexy bad boy energy that cannot be matched. On the other, losing all that status means giving up respect, connections, money, power...everything that makes a villain intimidating and threatening. But an odd paradox reveals itself. In certain situations, the insanity can be treated as mere stage play. After all, upon a golden pedestal of fame and fortune, everyone expects you to be an insane little twat. Give the people a little of what they want and they'll be satiated. Validated, even. Play up a bit of the evil, a bit of the excess, and maybe even add a sprinkle of flamboyancy, and suddenly the whole world's talking without anyone who's really in power deeming you a problem child needing to be put in their place. Indeed, you won't catch me veering a little too far to the right of what most would consider sanity. That's playing a dangerous game, and nobody wants to look like a bumbling fool now, do we?

[fallen-apppariton]

Dear Gahalla, are we sure we can't send this bastard to the void 🙄🙄🙄

[fallen-apppariton]

@stylinpylin

[stylinpylin]

What the seven rings of hell are you doing here you bastard! I thought your soul got sent to the void the moment I drove my sword into your chest?!

Tales of my death were...greatly exaggerated. But what are you doing here, valiant hero? Was there a miscommunication in heaven's files? Do you have some tool to call and complain to? Or, perhaps, did killing me happen to chain your soul to this cruel realm? The absolute tragedy of it all.

[fallen-apppariton]

Me killing you was RIGHTEOUS! There has been some mistake, and I intend on heading home where I belong! I'm not a vile bastard who got a kick out of annihilating millions of innocent people who refused to convert to your CULT!

[stylinpylin]

Ah, classic Soliac, not even focusing on all the good that can come out of being thrown down to hell. Around here, you don't need to keep putting on your cutesy facade. In fact, I feel like this place has already started to bring out the glory of your true self. Now you can be vengeful, self-righteous, and most importantly of all, bang any beast you find worthy enough to raw-hide, because we all know our old buddy Sarlin would *never* be cast down to a place like this.

[fallen-apppariton]

The absolute GALL! I will never stoop down to your level! How I got here is none of your BUSINESS. I'm only here for a moment anyway. Soon I'll be taken home and I can give proper apologies to those who deserve it, where in, is not you

[stylinpylin]

It might not be my business, but unfortunately I do own the parent company to your startup, so like it or not, I'll be involved in select affairs from here on out. Go ahead and take a look around. Enjoy the scenery. I'll let you have some free time off before you'll have to get to work. Getting letters to heaven is no easy feat, after all, and you'll eventually figure out you'll need my help to have the slimmest chance of your voice reaching who needs to hear it.

[fallen-apppariton]

You say that like I owe you anything. I don't need your business ever, and if I ever run across you, I'll make sure my angelic blade is the last thing your blind hide sees. 🗡🗡

I'll make it home without you, no thank you.

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac sucks in a deep breath and holds herself up, brushing down her fur and making herself look presentable. She's going to get back soon. Apologies may not fix everything, but its a start, right? She just has to get back...

She knocks on the door and steps back, waiting as a cacophony of sounds arise before someone opens the door.

Who Opens The Door?

>> Charlie

>> Alastor

>> [Redacted]

Voting ended onMar 26, 2024

@untitledderplord

[stylinpylin]

What the seven rings of hell are you doing here you bastard! I thought your soul got sent to the void the moment I drove my sword into your chest?!

Tales of my death were...greatly exaggerated. But what are you doing here, valiant hero? Was there a miscommunication in heaven's files? Do you have some tool to call and complain to? Or, perhaps, did killing me happen to chain your soul to this cruel realm? The absolute tragedy of it all.

[fallen-apppariton]

Me killing you was RIGHTEOUS! There has been some mistake, and I intend on heading home where I belong! I'm not a vile bastard who got a kick out of annihilating millions of innocent people who refused to convert to your CULT!

[stylinpylin]

Ah, classic Soliac, not even focusing on all the good that can come out of being thrown down to hell. Around here, you don't need to keep putting on your cutesy facade. In fact, I feel like this place has already started to bring out the glory of your true self. Now you can be vengeful, self-righteous, and most importantly of all, bang any beast you find worthy enough to raw-hide, because we all know our old buddy Sarlin would *never* be cast down to a place like this.

[fallen-apppariton]

The absolute GALL! I will never stoop down to your level! How I got here is none of your BUSINESS. I'm only here for a moment anyway. Soon I'll be taken home and I can give proper apologies to those who deserve it, where in, is not you

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

Seeing how genuinely distressed Solia is, the sinner pauses at the entrance of a bright and blaring bar they were about to string her along into. "Weeeeeell I WAS gonna take ya on a tour 'round town. But I'm takin ya might not be ready for that..." He takes her off to the side in an alley, of which already has a couple overly inebriated sinners. "Aight so how bout I take ya back to the hazbin hotel deal? It has decent peeps, and I was gonna go over there, some point anyway. So no time like the spontaneous right? Even if you maybe shouldn't trust me honestly, I will say you actually probably should since hell ain't really fun ta wonder around as a newbie. Ya are one right?"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac looks at her paws then the wings on her back. They're dusted with gold, but that seems to be the only remnant of her past life, aside from the gold bangles on her wrist. They feel like cuffs chaining her to this damnation.

"What even is this 'Hazbin Hotel'?" She asks, her wings somewhat relaxing. Apparently the gods were wrong yet again. Not every one down here wants to steal her soul.

"If it means dropping me off to somewhere I could get back home... I suppose it wouldn't hurt, but with a name like that, it sounds like a washed up rehab center."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner suddenly breaks down laughing, "HAH yeah pretty much! It's SUPPOSED to be this place to /redeem sinners/ or some shit but they haven't proven it's worked. Hell, they JUST got the place rebuilt after getting their ass beat by the angelic army bitches. They lived mostly but still. I'm jus impressed by how determined they are about it. And plus a place like that can't be much worse than out in the boonies. " He starts meandering out of the alley, gesturing for sol to follow them as they make their way through pride city towards the hotel.

[fallen-apppariton]

Soli perks up and hurries after him, but her heart- soul, right?-pounds at the thought of them not being able to rehabilitate anyone?

"Nobody?" She croaks, "In the millennia of years this place existed, nobody has ever made it to heaven?!" She laughs and holds her head, the thoughts that she suppressed now trying to reer their ugly head as realization sets in.

They abandoned her here. The her father had enough and he sent her away?

"You're kidding me," She breathes, mindlessly following this sinner(? They're... they're helping her. No normal bastard sinner would just help her). "There has to be a way to get home. I-If I could just... explain myself, even apologize, t-they wouldn't just leave me here."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner keeps walking silently for a good few paces, throwing a wall of blaze to protect an upcoming sinner looking for a taste of soli.

"ya keep mentionin' goin' back home, and "them" leaving ya here an whatnot. What the hell ya even mean by that?" It isn't sounding like this fluffy newcomer came down here the usual way. But surely it wouldn't mean the other option. Maybe she's just delusional.

[fallen-apppariton]

"Back to heaven," She stresses, sticking closer to this.. person.. she tenses. She hasn't even asked them their name. It's much too late to ask now, right? Right?!

"I have to go home to heaven. T-they sent me here for some stupid reason! I-I didn't do anything that bad! Sure her daddy warned her over and over, but she was only playing! Everyone was having fun... or at least that's what she was told...

"I didn't shucking break any commandments, I don't know why they got their knockers in a twist!"

[untitledderplord]

The sinner continues onward in an auto pilot, but snickers at the /knockers in a twist/ phrase. "Haha yeah I ain't that sure bout what the reasons for any of this is. I didn't even believe there was anything to be honest. I guess neither of us have a right to be too surprised given there was already say of an angel falling when the prospect of hell was a new thing. Buuuut color me shocked anyway!" He laughs twirling around to walk backwards to face her instead. "I guess with that in mind though if falling in a thing why /couldn't/ ya RiSe Up or whatever. They sound like shitheads a bit from yer account though. /Also/ I guess we don't actually know each other that much yet eh? I'm Kyren by the way. Or Ellen. Whichever ya want. What's yours?" They flip around to face where they're headed again, but now at solia's side giving her a lil nudge on the side.

[fallen-apppariton]

"I'm Soliac..." She mutters, but the name alone burns her tongue. She gasps as her head jerks, but as she says it again, it burns hotter. "What the hell?!" She cries, shoving as her snout. "Are we not allowed to say our own God-given names?!" She shrieks, borderline hysterical. "Are you KIDDING me?!"

[untitledderplord]

"Damn yeah i'unno bout dat shit, maybe that's an angel thing? Or a you thing? No idea but why not just take a letter or two out and do Solia, or sol, or lia, or some shit. Jus nickname yerself." He pats soliac's wing lightly.

(did with wrong account before lel)

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac's face scrunches in rage before melting to defeat. "I'm Soli," She croaks. The name still sends tingles on her tongue, but it's nowhere as harsh as it was soul retchingly painful.

"Kyren," she croaks, "take me to this place rumored to reform people. I.. perhaps they can let me get in contact with someone to take me home."

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

Seeing how genuinely distressed Solia is, the sinner pauses at the entrance of a bright and blaring bar they were about to string her along into. "Weeeeeell I WAS gonna take ya on a tour 'round town. But I'm takin ya might not be ready for that..." He takes her off to the side in an alley, of which already has a couple overly inebriated sinners. "Aight so how bout I take ya back to the hazbin hotel deal? It has decent peeps, and I was gonna go over there, some point anyway. So no time like the spontaneous right? Even if you maybe shouldn't trust me honestly, I will say you actually probably should since hell ain't really fun ta wonder around as a newbie. Ya are one right?"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac looks at her paws then the wings on her back. They're dusted with gold, but that seems to be the only remnant of her past life, aside from the gold bangles on her wrist. They feel like cuffs chaining her to this damnation.

"What even is this 'Hazbin Hotel'?" She asks, her wings somewhat relaxing. Apparently the gods were wrong yet again. Not every one down here wants to steal her soul.

"If it means dropping me off to somewhere I could get back home... I suppose it wouldn't hurt, but with a name like that, it sounds like a washed up rehab center."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner suddenly breaks down laughing, "HAH yeah pretty much! It's SUPPOSED to be this place to /redeem sinners/ or some shit but they haven't proven it's worked. Hell, they JUST got the place rebuilt after getting their ass beat by the angelic army bitches. They lived mostly but still. I'm jus impressed by how determined they are about it. And plus a place like that can't be much worse than out in the boonies. " He starts meandering out of the alley, gesturing for sol to follow them as they make their way through pride city towards the hotel.

[fallen-apppariton]

Soli perks up and hurries after him, but her heart- soul, right?-pounds at the thought of them not being able to rehabilitate anyone?

"Nobody?" She croaks, "In the millennia of years this place existed, nobody has ever made it to heaven?!" She laughs and holds her head, the thoughts that she suppressed now trying to reer their ugly head as realization sets in.

They abandoned her here. The her father had enough and he sent her away?

"You're kidding me," She breathes, mindlessly following this sinner(? They're... they're helping her. No normal bastard sinner would just help her). "There has to be a way to get home. I-If I could just... explain myself, even apologize, t-they wouldn't just leave me here."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner keeps walking silently for a good few paces, throwing a wall of blaze to protect an upcoming sinner looking for a taste of soli.

"ya keep mentionin' goin' back home, and "them" leaving ya here an whatnot. What the hell ya even mean by that?" It isn't sounding like this fluffy newcomer came down here the usual way. But surely it wouldn't mean the other option. Maybe she's just delusional.

[fallen-apppariton]

"Back to heaven," She stresses, sticking closer to this.. person.. she tenses. She hasn't even asked them their name. It's much too late to ask now, right? Right?!

"I have to go home to heaven. T-they sent me here for some stupid reason! I-I didn't do anything that bad! Sure her daddy warned her over and over, but she was only playing! Everyone was having fun... or at least that's what she was told...

"I didn't shucking break any commandments, I don't know why they got their knockers in a twist!"

[untitledderplord]

The sinner continues onward in an auto pilot, but snickers at the /knockers in a twist/ phrase. "Haha yeah I ain't that sure bout what the reasons for any of this is. I didn't even believe there was anything to be honest. I guess neither of us have a right to be too surprised given there was already say of an angel falling when the prospect of hell was a new thing. Buuuut color me shocked anyway!" He laughs twirling around to walk backwards to face her instead. "I guess with that in mind though if falling in a thing why /couldn't/ ya RiSe Up or whatever. They sound like shitheads a bit from yer account though. /Also/ I guess we don't actually know each other that much yet eh? I'm Kyren by the way. Or Ellen. Whichever ya want. What's yours?" They flip around to face where they're headed again, but now at solia's side giving her a lil nudge on the side.

[fallen-apppariton]

"I'm Soliac..." She mutters, but the name alone burns her tongue. She gasps as her head jerks, but as she says it again, it burns hotter. "What the hell?!" She cries, shoving as her snout. "Are we not allowed to say our own God-given names?!" She shrieks, borderline hysterical. "Are you KIDDING me?!"

[stylinpylin]

What the seven rings of hell are you doing here you bastard! I thought your soul got sent to the void the moment I drove my sword into your chest?!

Tales of my death were...greatly exaggerated. But what are you doing here, valiant hero? Was there a miscommunication in heaven's files? Do you have some tool to call and complain to? Or, perhaps, did killing me happen to chain your soul to this cruel realm? The absolute tragedy of it all.

[fallen-apppariton]

Me killing you was RIGHTEOUS! There has been some mistake, and I intend on heading home where I belong! I'm not a vile bastard who got a kick out of annihilating millions of innocent people who refused to convert to your CULT!

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

Seeing how genuinely distressed Solia is, the sinner pauses at the entrance of a bright and blaring bar they were about to string her along into. "Weeeeeell I WAS gonna take ya on a tour 'round town. But I'm takin ya might not be ready for that..." He takes her off to the side in an alley, of which already has a couple overly inebriated sinners. "Aight so how bout I take ya back to the hazbin hotel deal? It has decent peeps, and I was gonna go over there, some point anyway. So no time like the spontaneous right? Even if you maybe shouldn't trust me honestly, I will say you actually probably should since hell ain't really fun ta wonder around as a newbie. Ya are one right?"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac looks at her paws then the wings on her back. They're dusted with gold, but that seems to be the only remnant of her past life, aside from the gold bangles on her wrist. They feel like cuffs chaining her to this damnation.

"What even is this 'Hazbin Hotel'?" She asks, her wings somewhat relaxing. Apparently the gods were wrong yet again. Not every one down here wants to steal her soul.

"If it means dropping me off to somewhere I could get back home... I suppose it wouldn't hurt, but with a name like that, it sounds like a washed up rehab center."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner suddenly breaks down laughing, "HAH yeah pretty much! It's SUPPOSED to be this place to /redeem sinners/ or some shit but they haven't proven it's worked. Hell, they JUST got the place rebuilt after getting their ass beat by the angelic army bitches. They lived mostly but still. I'm jus impressed by how determined they are about it. And plus a place like that can't be much worse than out in the boonies. " He starts meandering out of the alley, gesturing for sol to follow them as they make their way through pride city towards the hotel.

[fallen-apppariton]

Soli perks up and hurries after him, but her heart- soul, right?-pounds at the thought of them not being able to rehabilitate anyone?

"Nobody?" She croaks, "In the millennia of years this place existed, nobody has ever made it to heaven?!" She laughs and holds her head, the thoughts that she suppressed now trying to reer their ugly head as realization sets in.

They abandoned her here. The her father had enough and he sent her away?

"You're kidding me," She breathes, mindlessly following this sinner(? They're... they're helping her. No normal bastard sinner would just help her). "There has to be a way to get home. I-If I could just... explain myself, even apologize, t-they wouldn't just leave me here."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner keeps walking silently for a good few paces, throwing a wall of blaze to protect an upcoming sinner looking for a taste of soli.

"ya keep mentionin' goin' back home, and "them" leaving ya here an whatnot. What the hell ya even mean by that?" It isn't sounding like this fluffy newcomer came down here the usual way. But surely it wouldn't mean the other option. Maybe she's just delusional.

[fallen-apppariton]

"Back to heaven," She stresses, sticking closer to this.. person.. she tenses. She hasn't even asked them their name. It's much too late to ask now, right? Right?!

"I have to go home to heaven. T-they sent me here for some stupid reason! I-I didn't do anything that bad! Sure her daddy warned her over and over, but she was only playing! Everyone was having fun... or at least that's what she was told...

"I didn't shucking break any commandments, I don't know why they got their knockers in a twist!"

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

Seeing how genuinely distressed Solia is, the sinner pauses at the entrance of a bright and blaring bar they were about to string her along into. "Weeeeeell I WAS gonna take ya on a tour 'round town. But I'm takin ya might not be ready for that..." He takes her off to the side in an alley, of which already has a couple overly inebriated sinners. "Aight so how bout I take ya back to the hazbin hotel deal? It has decent peeps, and I was gonna go over there, some point anyway. So no time like the spontaneous right? Even if you maybe shouldn't trust me honestly, I will say you actually probably should since hell ain't really fun ta wonder around as a newbie. Ya are one right?"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac looks at her paws then the wings on her back. They're dusted with gold, but that seems to be the only remnant of her past life, aside from the gold bangles on her wrist. They feel like cuffs chaining her to this damnation.

"What even is this 'Hazbin Hotel'?" She asks, her wings somewhat relaxing. Apparently the gods were wrong yet again. Not every one down here wants to steal her soul.

"If it means dropping me off to somewhere I could get back home... I suppose it wouldn't hurt, but with a name like that, it sounds like a washed up rehab center."

[untitledderplord]

The sinner suddenly breaks down laughing, "HAH yeah pretty much! It's SUPPOSED to be this place to /redeem sinners/ or some shit but they haven't proven it's worked. Hell, they JUST got the place rebuilt after getting their ass beat by the angelic army bitches. They lived mostly but still. I'm jus impressed by how determined they are about it. And plus a place like that can't be much worse than out in the boonies. " He starts meandering out of the alley, gesturing for sol to follow them as they make their way through pride city towards the hotel.

[fallen-apppariton]

Soli perks up and hurries after him, but her heart- soul, right?-pounds at the thought of them not being able to rehabilitate anyone?

"Nobody?" She croaks, "In the millennia of years this place existed, nobody has ever made it to heaven?!" She laughs and holds her head, the thoughts that she suppressed now trying to reer their ugly head as realization sets in.

They abandoned her here. The her father had enough and he sent her away?

"You're kidding me," She breathes, mindlessly following this sinner(? They're... they're helping her. No normal bastard sinner would just help her). "There has to be a way to get home. I-If I could just... explain myself, even apologize, t-they wouldn't just leave me here."

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

Seeing how genuinely distressed Solia is, the sinner pauses at the entrance of a bright and blaring bar they were about to string her along into. "Weeeeeell I WAS gonna take ya on a tour 'round town. But I'm takin ya might not be ready for that..." He takes her off to the side in an alley, of which already has a couple overly inebriated sinners. "Aight so how bout I take ya back to the hazbin hotel deal? It has decent peeps, and I was gonna go over there, some point anyway. So no time like the spontaneous right? Even if you maybe shouldn't trust me honestly, I will say you actually probably should since hell ain't really fun ta wonder around as a newbie. Ya are one right?"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac looks at her paws then the wings on her back. They're dusted with gold, but that seems to be the only remnant of her past life, aside from the gold bangles on her wrist. They feel like cuffs chaining her to this damnation.

"What even is this 'Hazbin Hotel'?" She asks, her wings somewhat relaxing. Apparently the gods were wrong yet again. Not every one down here wants to steal her soul.

"If it means dropping me off to somewhere I could get back home... I suppose it wouldn't hurt, but with a name like that, it sounds like a washed up rehab center."

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[untitledderplord]

>>a secret third option!

This particular sinner who has found this fluff beast, finds the prospect of showing a new perceived fellow sinner around the literal hellhole of pride fun, or at least amusing.

They crouch down with a toothy grin and their candle top, horned top hat lights up. This purple and green impish sinner takes Solia by the hands and yanks her up. "If you're new mate it ain't gonna do ya good ta be sittin ya feathered ass on nasty floor! Lemme show ya the best spots!"

[fallen-apppariton]

Soliac yelps in surprise, unable to pull away, because to do so otherwise would render her new "mate" feral at her. The vibes in this place as she is yanked around is feral and angry, fire everywhere and people screaming and bashing each other on the head. The sights alone are terrifying and nothing like the place she previously come from. Compared to here, the rage her father previously presented seems to be a whimper compared to the wrath swarming this place. It's frankly terrifying.

She begins to breathe heavily as panic begins to take hold. She doesn't need to ask stupid questions. She knows exactly where she is at, and the thought that the gods themselves would throw *her* out?! So what if she *played* with a few of her angelic childhood friends. She didn't mean any harm... even if harm did eventually befall them...

"Where are you taking me?" She breathes, trying to tug her hands free. This jovial seeming fellow seems sane compared to the other wretched people here, but- "I don't trust you a bit! Where are you taking me?!"

[untitledderplord]

A kit stares up at you with big eyes. It just so happens that today, March 24th, is the day she's fallen from heaven. What is the name of this young beast?

How bout Solia? Sounds coot and is kinda like soliac lolz

Floof staring with dem big ol eyes deserves a pat

[fallen-apppariton]

Solia flaps her wings and flushes darkly, not fully understanding just where she is now. One moment she was staring into her father's many eyes, next, she's come face to face with a strange creature. These aren't like the ones she is used to in heaven...

She looks at her paws and frowns. She never shifted to this form, and now its difficult to shift out of it. She looks around pathetically.

What do you do?

>>Leave the creature to fend for herself. It's not your problem.

>>Find out more about it's origins. You, of course, dont know it's a fallen angel.

>>A secret third option.

>>Why the hell am I treating this slutty looking creature like a baby? That's a grown ass beast.

[fallen-apppariton]

Place Holder for my greetings and first post because LAWD. Hopefully one day, I'll get good at *sketching*