[scene changes to Satan, Dan, and Azazel, and they’re on a pretty shitty looking plane. Satan and Azazel have changed their appearances to something more humanoid, so they can actually fit onto the plane and sit comfortably]
Satan: Kinda hope this piece of shit crashes. *he mumbles, looking rather pissed off the closer they get to the entrance of heaven*
Azazel: Not excited to see your dad? *He teased- then satan shot a flame at his face. He just sits there with his head on fire.* Ah, touchy subject.
Satan: *he rolls his eyes and crosses his legs, looking over at Dan* It’s not going to be THAT great, just a bunch of big guys in togas and robes surrounded by clouds. Not as cool as the shit i’ve made. *he sneered, his pupils turning to slits* Don’t expect too much.
Dan: *He’s more concerned about seeing Ben and Mary again than the actual meeting with the gods, so he just shrugs,* I figured it’d probably be pretty stale.
Satan: *He nods- aw fuck they’ve arrived. He’s not excited, but this needs to be discussed. He feels so small up here, since he can’t exactly use his powers that well up here- he’s just going to appear as he arrived, a puny, average sized, demon.* More than stale.
Beezlebub: *he’s in the back of the plane chewing on his own arm while staring off into space. He remembers this place sooo well, those clouds look yummy.* Auh, I wanna eat those clouds.
Amon: Somehow, I’m not surprised, *He rolls his eyes at Beezlebub.*
Mammon: Hmf, nobody cares, Beezlebub. *he says, sitting up straight* You’re such an embarrassment!
Beezlebub: Haha, yeah. *he looks over at Dan and at his hair- oh that looks tasty, maybe if he just, scooted over behind that guy and-- Mammon slapped him*
Asmodeus: *when they arrive to heaven, he finally pipes up, since he’s been quiet the whole ride- painting your nails takes concentration.* OOh~, we’re here? Looks like a dump, just as I remember it! Haha!
Leviathan: it’s so, bright, it hurts my eyes, ugh, *He grimaces.*
Amon: That I can agree with, there’s such a thing as too much white, but I guess these guys didn’t get the memo. *He looks disgusted*
Asmodeus: I’m more of a, cream, white color lover. *he purrs, flicking his tail around.*
Mammon: Why? That’s nearly the same col-- Oh you’re disgusting. *he cringes and scrunches up his nose with disgust*
Satan: *He’s listening to the princes talk behind them, and he rolls his eyes. What a great first impression, guys. He glances over at Dan, who looks like he’s not too sure of what to make of this conversation*
Dan: *Over the course of this trip he’s learned a lot more about the rulers of hell than he’d ever want to know. They’re all so much more, well, they’re not what he expected, he’ll just leave it at that.*
Belphagor: *He fell asleep the moment the plane set off and has been sleeping ever since.*
Mammon: *he’s holding Beezlebub’s face away from his snacks, and, he’s not even eating them He just wants them to himself. They’re now beating eachother up in the back of the plane.* GET OFF YOU TWAT! THEY’RE MINE!
Beezlebub: YOU AREN’T EVEN EATING THEM!
Mammon: BUT THEY’RE MINE BECAUSE I SAW THEM FIRST!
Satan: Can you two shut the fuck up please? Raphael is going to meet us soon, and he’ll give you soo much shit. *he growled at them, then looked over at Azazel who was tapping away on his fucking iphone.* What are you doing?
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Phitonise
Fiksi UmumA young horror author stumbles upon an old witch burning site, and wanting to find inspiration for his novels he goes to investigate; only to accidentally resurrect a long dead pagan witch from the 1500s who was wrongfully damned just for her belief...
