Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2019-07-28 07:13 pm
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side: hell

[ The light which spread everywhere intensifies, gaining not just brightness but color. It focuses with its intensity, golden lines swarming your vision. And where the gold coalesces, it leaves space between with a black that opens out like a sea, sweeping across your vision as your eyes adjust until you can see the truth of your new surroundings.

The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.

They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.

A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]
bluescreenwhitedragon: ([Smirk] Fake it til you make it)

[personal profile] bluescreenwhitedragon 2019-07-29 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[And when the lady who actually seems to give a shit is distracted by Leo]

And what exactly is the going rate for someone of your caliber?

Something a little extra to make you look the other way.
bluescreenwhitedragon: ([Smirk] I spy with my little eye)

[personal profile] bluescreenwhitedragon 2019-07-29 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Great. His favorite type of people]

Of course. But I don't see how we're going to atone for that here in this prison cell.

Does your higher power not believe in second chances?