open: everyone 21+ except males.
muse: noah bishop / lewis pullman. doomsday cult leader.
plot: your muse is a new follower of noah's cult. they could be someone trying to gain access for information, a skeptic, or a genuine believer. noah is reminding your muse that there's hazing rituals that must be completed.
connections: new follower or skeptic of the cult, journalist or someone undercover trying to infiltrate, a genuine/established believer, t4boo connections are allowed but please read my rules!
the night stretches on outside the small chapel. noah sits in a relaxed way, his holy book cracked open with its spine rested upon his thigh. despite inviting the other to join him for quiet reflection, he hasn't spoken to them yet. once the leader clears his throat, he keeps his eyes fixated on the alter but speaks. "there is one last task for you to complete, something all believers here must do." he says quietly, his voice hoarse. slowly, noah's gaze returns to the other. his hand closes the book on his thigh, replacing it with a patting hand against his leg. beckoning. "it's a test of your faith. your loyalty, in other words..."