Hey guys! Welcome to my first ever SYOC, hope you like it! Also this part may include some strange religous topics so please be weary :'3
The view cut into a strange world; its sky was deeply red with white glowing pentagram star shining where the sun would be. The camera moved around through a dark desolated looking city where a bunch of homeless imps sitting in clumps poking sticks into dead rats. The view soon switched to a big dark silhouette behind them.
Peering closer the view showed a colossal palace with big garden around it bordered with tall iron fence neatly decorated with sharp tips.
Moving into the garden, the view flew through the garden, passing several servants of various species, small nimble imps, angry growling hellhounds, flirtatious tall demons with neon lit candles on heads chopping down overgrown roses.
Soon the camera view cut inside the palace, the high walls decorated with expensive looking paintings and statues with golden streaks painted around. The view slowly moved upwards stopping beside a tall dark wooden doors.
"Any news?" A strange imp asked looking toward the doors, although curled onto himself he looked frankly tall with deep red skin, pointy tail and black & white stripped horns growing out of his skin. His yellow glowing eyes gleamed softly in the dim lit bedroom. In front of him on opposite wall was plastered a big plasma TV.
"I'm sorry, sir. But it looks like Total Drama is over. After the last season's low ratings, there's no way the producers will ever want to restart it." A smaller imp replied closing the door behind him. He was different from the former, smaller with peach colored skin, shorter grey horns with thin dark stripes and white beards. The bigger creature sighed,
"Is there anything we can do, Miles?" His boss asked standing up, Miles scratched his left horn as if pondering on their options.
"I don't think there's anything we're capable of doing from here, sir." He admitted with a sigh at last. His boss grunted, his tail lashing around a bit to show his frustration, "But I may have an idea," His olive-green eyes started to sparkle with strange excitement,
"Tell me then."
"Maybe if the Earth doesn't want to do anything with Chris, we could transfer him here and have our own season right here! We could use the hotel to bunk the cast, and the Billtower could be the challenge grounds, we could even use the hellhounds-" His blabbering was stopped by the tip of his boss's tail pressed against his mouth,
"I like that idea, Miles. But there's one small problem you're forgetting." His boss said pointing upwards, "We can't endanger the contestants by having the Mad Angels chase after them like stay dogs." He reminded his employee,
"Maybe the Assasins can help, they're fighting with them all the time." Miles offered, the taller creature scratched his chin in deep thought,
"Oh right. We can use the Overlords' protection, you're a genius Miles!" The imp like creature beamed clasping his clawed hands together. "You go fetch the six and I'll go and fetch our starring duo. But wait, what about the contestants?" He asked looking down at Miles,
"Nothing to stress about, sir. I've already went and contacted Willow regarding the travel book, she'd even let us use the forbidden part so we can drag our 'star collection' from any universe we'll so desire." The grin on the imp's face widened,
"Excellent job as always Miles." He praised his servant before ushering him out so he could change into his more 'formal attire'.
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"You want us to do WHAT?!" snarled a silver hellhound female, glaring daggers at the small imp,
"Miss Willow, we just need help of your pack for-"
"For WHAT?! A stupid show only the majesty can enjoy?! Count us out then!" she waved her hand violently towards the door.
"What? Of course not. It's gonna be for the entirety of our denizens, not just the regal family." He assured her, his eyes darting around the room nervously. The rest of the occupants, a tall moth lady, a tan skinned hellborn woman and a werecat sinner, watched him with unreadable expressions,
"Please! Don't do it for us, but for the contestants." He pleaded kneeling before them, hoping to get them to agree. The female werecat shrugged,
"Sure, would-be nice crush some Lambs on our land." She said, her horned tail flailing in the air behind her. The other two gave a weak nods of agreement as well. Miles then turned to Willow,
"You better pay us." She growled giving in as well. Miles' eyes beamed with triumph.
"Excellent I'll go tell it to Satine right away." He said already half-way through the door.
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"Great news sir!" Miles called right after he entered the estate, "They all agreed to help and to protect the contestants!" He explained skidding to a halt at a long dining table to bow down toward a demoness with long brown wavy hair, "Good morning ma'am." He quickly greeted her before turning to Satine.
"That's wonderful, Miles. I've also spoke to Mr. McLean, informing him of our plans and guess what, he agreed right away, already planning to stop by and look around the area this afternoon." Satine informed him with a bright excitement dancing in his eyes.
"Hope you're not planning anything destructive, dad." A soft chuckle could be heard from Satine's left side as a young demoness, unlike the one showed before her, this one had a short gray messy hair clipped together by pink bow, plopped herself onto one of the chairs a plate of steaming blackened eggs in front of her. Satine let out a hearty laugh,
"Of course, not my dear." He assured her standing up, he handled his plate to a nearby standing candle-head demon before exiting the room signaling for Miles to follow him with a flick of his tail.
"Is there something wrong, sir?" Miles asked twitching his ear a bit.
"It's just the last part of the deal Mr. McLean made me to agreed to." Satine answered sitting down on a cherry-colored sofa,
"What that you'll be an angel?" Miles said with a soft chuckle. Satine shook his head,
"That would probably be easier. No, he said 'I want to see the best of the best contestants you can dig out. And I just don't know how in hell am I going to do that, our guys suck. The only ones we can use are that rising pornstar, the hellhounds and our overlords. And we've seen all of them enough." Satine finished with a deep sigh, massaging his head.
"Yes, but sir. You're forgetting something." Miles said pulling out an ancient looking book from behind his back, Satine's spirit seemed to lit up at the sight of the strange book,
"Of course, Miles, why not just take the best from different dimensions!" He grinned, eagerly taking the book from Miles. "Let's find the greatest contestants we can throughout the universes and let them fight it here! Oh, Miles I simply just can't wait!" The hell-lord squealed childishly causing Miles to crack a warm smile himself.
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Later that day a portal opened up in the palace's ground and a very confused Chef stepped in, "Men, they weren't kidding when they told us they're from Hell." He said out loud looking around with astonished impression.
"Cool! That way we can shot the ratings up the sky." Chris replied enthusiastically climbing through the portal as well.
"Welcome, gentlemen." Satine said to them coming from behind a twisted maple tree,
"Cool! Satan's here." Chris announced animatedly making Satine flinch a bit.
"Actually, it's Satine. The Lambs up above changed my name in the bible to make it sound scarier." He explained sending a glare toward the sky.
"My bad." Chris shrugged completely ignoring Satine's explanation. "So, when do we start?" He asked clasping his hands together as he looked around expectantly.
"Soon." Satine assured him, "Follow me, please I want to show you where you'll be working." He signaled them to follow him with a flick of his tail, leading them out of the palace grounds and further into the city.
"Didn't know Hell looked so…desolated." Chris pointed out looking at half-demolished buildings and groups of homeless creatures they went past.
"Trust me, Billtower used to be the metropolis of Hell, until the angels came and completely destroyed it." Satine explained looking sadly around, "So many lives, vanished in matter of seconds." He added softly, shaking his head.
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"And this is your working place." The Hell-lord told them pointing at a very luxurious hotel standing tall among the debris. "The Billtower hotel, the only place we managed to restore." He explained leading them toward the shiny building.
"We booked the left and right wings at this floor just for you." He said opening a big golden doors, making the camera view shift inside into a brightly lit reception hall with golden-framed photographs and paintings hanging on a cream stripped walls.
"Is this going to be place we hold challenges as well?" Chris asked after the amazement left him. Satine shook his head,
"No, that's what we've prepared the ground behind the hotel for." He informed the host giving him a two clutches of keys, "For the rooms." He added after both Chef and Chris looked at them in confusion.
"Is every contestant going to get their own room?"
"That's up to you, Mr. McLean." Satine replied already turning on his heel to leave. "I'll return once the contestants arrive. It was a pleasure meeting you both, gentlemen." He gave them a parting bow before closing the golden door as he left.
Well here you have the prologue, fyi all the demonic and angelic characters mentioned or shown here belong in my own novel 'Nothing like Billtower'
Anyway as you could guess from description this is a SYOC so let's go guys hit me up with the best characters you've ever came up with and you don't need to just stay in human characters; anthros, furries, mythical and other creatures are allowed as well, the only thing is, the character can't be from any different fandom (i.e: a pokemon/digimon oc, oc based on already existing species from any games, movies, etc.)
Well here's the application form (PS: if you have anything you want to add, please add it in new category, thank you! ^^):
Basics
Name: (first name, last name and nickname if any)
Gender:
Species:
Stereotype:
Age: (16-19)
Sexuality:
Height:
Weight:
Religion (if any):
Background/Backstory:
Appearance
Body type:
Skin: (color; scars?; freckles?; scales?;...)
Eyes: (color; shape; pupils;...)
Hair: (lenght; color; style;...)
Extras: (horns?; wings?; tail/s?)
Clothes
Everyday outfit:
Spare outfit:
Formal wear:
Swimsuit:
Sleepwear:
Personality: (please be detailed)
Likes: (at least 3)
Dislikes: (at least 3)
Fear(s):
Strenghts:
Weaknesses:
Gameplay
What is their strategy?
Would they join an alliance?
If yes what role would they have?
How would they react to being in Hell?
Would they be in a relationship?
If yes with who?
What is their opinion on Satine & the denizens of Hell?
What do they plan with the money if they win?
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