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~Story~

(Roleplay will pick up where the story ends)

They all were stunned into silence. A blinding light shone through the trees. Some of them put a hand up to shield their eyes. They had just finished robbing another house. This one had been more complicated than the last. The man of the house, who they hadn’t realized was home, had heard them and come downstairs. He didn’t have a chance. The last thing he saw was the shine of a gun, and figures dressed in all black standing in his living room. Once the gun was fired, the group fled from the house and hid in the woods only a mile away. Now they all stood, confused and amazed, as the light came closer. None of them had enough sense to run. The light reached the small clearing where they were gathered. Swirls of color seemed to drift around it. That was when they heard the voice. You have all been chosen. It boomed. You will be given a second chance. The mist of colors began to surround them. If you can escape Hell, you will be spared. None of the group spoke up. They were all awestruck. The mist swirled violently around them, until the trees beyond it weren’t visible. As the group watched, Red, Orange, and Black became the dominant colors and the grass of the clearing was scorched, revealing black rock. The light seemed to disappear as quickly as it had come, taking the mist with it. The group, shocked at their new surroundings, looked around, taking in Hades’s realm.

Damn this, Xen was thinking as he executed a perfect backflip and landed on his feet next to Riley. "I wasn't the one who shot him," he muttered miserably.

"I hate this place." Everything was white, with no shadows or hues, just a plain never-ending clean white. White walls rose around him and bright light emanated from above. The only sound was an annoying elevator tune that was occasionally interrupted by screams or hysterical yells. The air conditioning was too high.

"What castle?" Xen asked, looking around at the white walls.

((I used his definition of Hell, if you don't mind? If you do, tell me and I'll edit immediately.))
~Castele

((Just what he sees. It's like, Hell for him would be like that, but maybe other people see it differently >.<))

"Nothing," Xen replied grimly. "I just don't see why we all get tossed in here. It's not like I wanted the poor fool to die."

At Riley's motion the white wall before him seemed to open up and Xen could make out the shape of something beyond that, also white.

"Kay. Castle then. Lead the way."

~Castele

"I had a good reason," Xen muttered. But he left it at that and walked in silence, trying to keep himself from thinking of memories.

"That the castle you're talking about?" he asked, pointing at what he saw as double doors at the end of a hall. "Why're we bothering? Don't only the dead end up in Hell?"

~Castele

To Xen the courtyard was just another room of pure white, with the exception of a figure in a white lab coat standing at the far end, scrutinising what he saw as test tubes. Xen stuck a hand inside his pocket and figured the tiny blade in there. So. What now? Attack him? Get him to send up back to earth? Where do we go from here?

He looked to Riley for direction and then at the man again, wondering how the day could possibly get more weird.

Games. Everything's a game isn't it? Xen thought cynically, watching the conversation and keeping his opinions to himself.

When the man didn't continue Xen asked ruefully, "OK. What kind of game? If we've got to play you might as well explain the rules, ya?"

((We need more people! -.-))
~Castele