"Yeah man, just how you got powerful and what you did it for."
"Huh. That shouldn't be too hard. Basically, I served under Dispater, and trained every day to improve myself. I fought a bit in the Blood War, but mostly just did what he wanted me to on Dis. Oh, and I did it for my family. They mean everything to me, and I want to make them proud."
Aris moves their hand away, and Mata scurries back up into their hair. "...right."
"I mean, why should one person get to be in charge of everyone else? What right do they have to that kinda deal?"
"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
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Aris moves their hand away, and Mata scurries back up into their hair. "...right."
"I mean, why should one person get to be in charge of everyone else? What right do they have to that kinda deal?"
"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
Alloy's eyes widen but they say nothing. You get the sense they're feeling, for the first time in a few days, hope.
The Gym Lord pulls out a bunch of loyalty cards, all black with flame and dumbbell decals. He hands one to Aris, Zaza and Alloy. Aovin has just tried to go in without one, looks like nothing bad had happened to him except maybe some heatstroke for some reason. He looks at Caiman and Hector questioningly.
Aris nods their head in thanks, and clicks for Mata to come out. They click and make noises similar to Mata's, and Mata opens up a compartment on his back, which Aris slides the card into. They chirp at him and he chirps back, content, and scurries back up into their hair. "Thanks, I appreciate it."
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The Gym Lord catches this look. "I'm sensing some tension in the group, but I really don't wanna deal with that so if y'all could just..... move along to the next part of Hell. This is Infernal Fitness, I'm more used to protein shakes than emotional interaction. Plus, you'll need that kinda energy for later on, if ya know what I mean."
Aris moves their hand away, and Mata scurries back up into their hair. "...right."
"I mean, why should one person get to be in charge of everyone else? What right do they have to that kinda deal?"
"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
Alloy's eyes widen but they say nothing. You get the sense they're feeling, for the first time in a few days, hope.
Aris offers them a small smile, putting their hand on their shoulder.
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"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
"EXACTLY, and that's why we do random acts of violence in order to prove that we have autonomy."
Aris nods their head in thanks, and clicks for Mata to come out. They click and make noises similar to Mata's, and Mata opens up a compartment on his back, which Aris slides the card into. They chirp at him and he chirps back, content, and scurries back up into their hair. "Thanks, I appreciate it."
"Huh. That shouldn't be too hard. Basically, I served under Dispater, and trained every day to improve myself. I fought a bit in the Blood War, but mostly just did what he wanted me to on Dis. Oh, and I did it for my family. They mean everything to me, and I want to make them proud."
The Gym Lord nods, "That's hella bootlicking but it'll do I guess."
He tosses him a gym membership card
Hector catches it out of the air.
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At seeing Aovin go psycho, Alloy will crouch down. "Darkness is safety..." And they'll cast darkness, centred on Aovin, to try and stop the visions.
*Okay I have no idea what these visions are about so imma let Alaric decide what happens there*
Aov8n stumbles around in the cloud of darkness, before his hand snatches a bottle off a counter. A couple minutes later he walks out rubbing his face, "Note, heat stroke sucks"
"Oh boy." Now that they have their membership card, they do whatever they have to do with it to get access to where Vinny is, putting their arm out for him to support himself on. "Vinny, you feeling alright?" They click their tongue and Mata comes right back out. The two converse and Mata crawls over to Vinny's shoulder, aiming their internal cooling fan so it blows air in his face and hopefully cools him down a bit.
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He shrugs. "Say what you want about me, but at least I'm not stupid enough to challenge random devils to an arm wrestling contest."
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The Gym Lord catches this look. "I'm sensing some tension in the group, but I really don't wanna deal with that so if y'all could just..... move along to the next part of Hell. This is Infernal Fitness, I'm more used to protein shakes than emotional interaction. Plus, you'll need that kinda energy for later on, if ya know what I mean."
"Got it, thanks. We'll be out of your hair, as soon as we all get our cards." They look at Cai, waiting for him to do something other than challenge the strongest guy in the room by far to an arm wrestle.
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"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
"EXACTLY, and that's why we do random acts of violence in order to prove that we have autonomy."
"Thank you. You get it."
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Aris nods their head in thanks, and clicks for Mata to come out. They click and make noises similar to Mata's, and Mata opens up a compartment on his back, which Aris slides the card into. They chirp at him and he chirps back, content, and scurries back up into their hair. "Thanks, I appreciate it."
He gives you a fist bump
They fist bump him back, for the second time.
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Zaza has just finished packing up her harp, and walks into the gym
Zaza walks through the gym and she can see the occupants clearly. It's former bodybuilders, gym bros, all the worst people, with their protein shakes and tank tops, silly headbands and expressive trainers. Their expressions are just of abject misery as they lift really teeny tiny weights. Eventually she reaches the other side of the gym, which opens out into a big city, punctuated by skyscrapers. People in suits with briefcases are everywhere, engaged in a permanent rat race. The signs everywhere read 'Sisyphus Inc'
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Chilling kinda vibe.
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Alloy bows their head in embarrasment.
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"Y'know, I agree. Sometimes you just gotta roll with it, jut that doesn't make it any more fair. I just wanna do what I wanna do, right? No one's gotta be breathing down my neck or telling me what to do, just cause they think they can."
Alloy's eyes widen but they say nothing. You get the sense they're feeling, for the first time in a few days, hope.
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Aris nods their head in thanks, and clicks for Mata to come out. They click and make noises similar to Mata's, and Mata opens up a compartment on his back, which Aris slides the card into. They chirp at him and he chirps back, content, and scurries back up into their hair. "Thanks, I appreciate it."
The Gym Lord catches this look. "I'm sensing some tension in the group, but I really don't wanna deal with that so if y'all could just..... move along to the next part of Hell. This is Infernal Fitness, I'm more used to protein shakes than emotional interaction. Plus, you'll need that kinda energy for later on, if ya know what I mean."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Aris offers them a small smile, putting their hand on their shoulder.
"EXACTLY, and that's why we do random acts of violence in order to prove that we have autonomy."
Chilling kinda vibe.
He gives you a fist bump
Chilling kinda vibe.
Hector catches it out of the air.
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"Sweet moves, for a corpo sellout," he winks.
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Oh boy." Now that they have their membership card, they do whatever they have to do with it to get access to where Vinny is, putting their arm out for him to support himself on. "Vinny, you feeling alright?" They click their tongue and Mata comes right back out. The two converse and Mata crawls over to Vinny's shoulder, aiming their internal cooling fan so it blows air in his face and hopefully cools him down a bit.
He shrugs. "Say what you want about me, but at least I'm not stupid enough to challenge random devils to an arm wrestling contest."
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"Got it, thanks. We'll be out of your hair, as soon as we all get our cards." They look at Cai, waiting for him to do something other than challenge the strongest guy in the room by far to an arm wrestle.
"Thank you. You get it."
"Ummmm.... yeah no you do have self restraint. Which is sensible but also more boring."
Chilling kinda vibe.
They fist bump him back, for the second time.
"You ever fancy some lessons on protest and subvertising, just call, bro."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Zaza has just finished packing up her harp, and walks into the gym
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"I think I'll take you up on that offer soon. Sounds fun."
Zaza walks through the gym and she can see the occupants clearly. It's former bodybuilders, gym bros, all the worst people, with their protein shakes and tank tops, silly headbands and expressive trainers. Their expressions are just of abject misery as they lift really teeny tiny weights. Eventually she reaches the other side of the gym, which opens out into a big city, punctuated by skyscrapers. People in suits with briefcases are everywhere, engaged in a permanent rat race. The signs everywhere read 'Sisyphus Inc'
Chilling kinda vibe.