There are several reasons why one would wind up suffering for eternity in Hell. You were a remorseless killer, you left friends and family to wallow in poverty as you rose to success, you made a career out of kicking puppies, and who knows what other vile deeds. Maybe your crimes against humanity were relatively minor, and you simply never felt the need to repent. Either way, you got stuck carving brimstone with just your teeth for the next seven kajillion and five years.
But what if you were given the chance to work off your Sin on Earth?
You see, Hell's gotten just a wee bit overcrowded lately. The Damned are stuck living in very cramped conditions, practically living in cubicles (you know, between all the Terrible Suffering and stuff), and there isn't even any space for people to drag rocks bigger than themselves these days. So Satan himself was forced to come up with a plan to deal with the crowding. He's getting quite sick of lending valuable Palace Of Terror and Hatred space to those silly lost lambs.
And thus, several lucky souls have been selected via the Devil's patented 'seriously just throw any random idiot up there' technique to work off their Sin within the realm of the living, and even earn the right to finally ascend to Heaven.
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So... yeah, random idea I've had sitting around for a while. As the title implies, I'm aiming for a more comedic route here. Some things to note:
Those working on Earth are assigned to a 'section', with some devil as an Overseer. For the purposes of this RP, it will take place in Somewhere Land.
Since they're still technically dead, the chosen are effectively zombies; their body functions just like the living, but they don't die when killed. Serious/irreparable damage simply results in a respawn.
Several restrictions and conditions are in place for the chosen. As an example... NPC A works off his Sin in a garage for the next three-hundred years. To maintain the right to work off his Sin, the condition is to wear a bright, frilly dress during work hours. Or the shy soul working as a receptionist has to divulge into hammy, evil monologues when in a crowd of at least twelve people.
What is with the crowd completely forgetting about the strange events they witness just mere minutes before? It's almost as if they're going out of their way to not make a big deal out of it or something.
I... think I've covered the most important points. Any questions?
But what if you were given the chance to work off your Sin on Earth?
You see, Hell's gotten just a wee bit overcrowded lately. The Damned are stuck living in very cramped conditions, practically living in cubicles (you know, between all the Terrible Suffering and stuff), and there isn't even any space for people to drag rocks bigger than themselves these days. So Satan himself was forced to come up with a plan to deal with the crowding. He's getting quite sick of lending valuable Palace Of Terror and Hatred space to those silly lost lambs.
And thus, several lucky souls have been selected via the Devil's patented 'seriously just throw any random idiot up there' technique to work off their Sin within the realm of the living, and even earn the right to finally ascend to Heaven.
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So... yeah, random idea I've had sitting around for a while. As the title implies, I'm aiming for a more comedic route here. Some things to note:
I... think I've covered the most important points. Any questions?
