Third person POV: (also idk if I'm gonna add the characters looks in at the middle of the story or the end so beware random pictures)
It wasn't so bad.
Sure there was fire but it wasn't burning hot. It looked kind cool even.
Mariano had just gotten to hell, but he wasn't hating it. Until someone spawned next to him. He jumped a bit as flames emerged with the person, but his mood dropped just as fast as his brain could register it was.
"Bruh no fucking way, I can't even be in hell without you here!" He sighed and closed his eyes out of disbelief. The person laughed, "I didn't even mean to die, I was trying to copy what you did, dumbass." Mariano opened his eyes and faced his best friend. She didn't even look dead, she was laughing and she just got sent to hell.
"You look like shit for someone who basically killed themself" Mariano said laughing at her. "You don't look so hot yourself, you're still wearing the same clothes you died in." She said pointing at his jacket.
"All jokes aside, did you seriously drink that stuff that I did? It was spiked I think." He crossed his arms, highly disappointed at Roses presence. She just looked to the side, but then actually saw something worth looking at. "OH MY GOD ARE THOSE DEMON STRIPPERS???!!" She yelled out in awe.Mariano looked her way, "Don't they call them a succubus or something? Demon strippers sounds funnier though" he laughed again. "Again, serious question. What do we do now?" They just stood there. And they kept standing there, until a little demon guy came by in a rush.
"GOD UGH FINALLY!" The little demon cheered. "Finally found you sinners, anyways, make my job easier and identify yourselves for me." He demanded while taking out a clipboard. Rose and Mariano shared a similar offended look. Who did this guy think he was talking to?
"Yeah who are you supposed to be? Big boy satan I suppose?" Rose said tilting her head downwards to look at his attire. "Maybe Satan had kids and this was the reject sibling?" Mariano added in.
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Straight To Hell
HumorHeaven and Hell exist, except that there's no limits on how bad you had to be to be sent to hell. Told that 9 year old a Roblox to off theirselves? Hell. Laughed at that kid who fell in public? Hell. Lived an honest and peaceful life? Maybe Heaven...