THE MUSIC HAS BEEN LIGHT ALL NIGHT,
There’s no reason it shouldn’t be. It’s a party after all, and if you overlook the blood shed, tears, cries of pain and agony, and of course the smell of burnt flesh that would invade your senses now and again - it’s definitely upbeat and something to remember.
Half-way through the night, the lights hanging over the ball room dim low as the music tempo slows to give a more sensual vibe to the atmosphere. No matter what you had been doing, the music is enticing and hypnotizing almost. It may have been right away, or it might’ve been after some time of just letting yourself drift into the notes floating through the air; but it’s unmistakably calling to you to dance with someone.
With the strange someone in the middle of the dance floor. Hand outstretched, silently beckoning you to take their hand and dance with them. You can’t explain it, but it seems the rest of the party fades around you when you step forward to accept their hand in this dance. It’s nothing but you both in this world. As if this party has been thrown for you both and nothing else matters.
Maybe you’ve been dancing for a short few seconds, or maybe it’s been hours - who really knows. You’ve been entrapped and feel light in this persons presence. You can’t put your finger on it, but it feels as if you know whoever your partner is on a more personal level. It’s so familiar.
The music stops. You stop. They stop. There’s a long pause of silence, drawing the tension on longer than necessary. And then they reach up to remove their masquerade mask.
It’s someone you’ve known in a previous life. Someone you’ve never seen in hell before. Someone you could’ve sworn would have been sent to heaven. Whatever the case, they’re here now. Smiling at you. A soft glow surrounds them, and you realize that they aren’t from hell - they’re clearly angels. No one has ever glowed in this place before.
But here they are. And they’re so glad to see you.
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OOC INFORMATION
Oh boy! Happy Valentines Day! Your character has just been gifted the chance to meet with someone they had loved dearly while alive. Someone who loved them, or someone your character loved (platonic or otherwise). Only you know who they are.
But don’t be deceived so soon - not everything is as it would seem.
Who are these so-called angels? Oh, of course they’re demons sent by Lucifer to further deceive your dearly departed once-mortal. This is just more fun, as he is watching from behind his own mask somewhere in the room.
Of course demons in play can be the demon playing the part, or the demons can be a NPC. Whatever the case.
If your character has been assigned as entertainment, a guard has relieved them of their duty for them to experience this intimate moment - no matter their mark.
Feel free to write your character’s interaction with this plot drop in a self-para! It is not a requirement, of course, but know that your character would go through this interaction. So headcanons are also welcome.
As always - if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to prod.