Author's note: Yes, i decided to start this as a fun little side project.

This story is technically a sequel to a one-shot i wrote about Pink Neon's backstory, called "Under neon light" ...or is "Under neon light" a prequel...idk... so if some things in this fic seem a tad confusing, you'll have to read that in order to understand some bits, but it's a short one so, shouldn't be too much of a hastle

But any way, this story, like "the anarchy demon" will be a tad more lighthearted, sprinkled with little moments of comedy, with a few tense or sad moments in between as it'll tell the story of my OC, Pink Neon's first years in hell.

Any way, i hope y'all enjoy.

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Hi, if you're reading this, congratulations, you've found my journal!

I'm Pink Neon, and like you, I too was once a new arrival here in hell, but don't worry, it ain't so bad once you get used to it….or well….yea ok, it "is" bad, it is literal hell after all, but it doesn't have to be.

And I'm here to help you with that….or well….not like, "here" here, but in spirit….eh you get what I mean, but as stated before, my little journal will be your survival guide to hell, and TRUST me, learn from my mistakes.

Do as I say, not as I do…..

Any way, hope you'll enjoy and that my journal will be of great use to you…

oO/\Oo

Pink Neon's survival guide to hell:

A sinner's perspective on the pride ring

"A anarchy demon tale"

oO\/Oo

Chapter 1:

Gaining your bearings

Lesson nr1: Try to take things one day at a time, and to make the most of it, it's enernity after all, and an enernity you can be ok with is better then agony….

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There she lay….back against the dumpster she'd been leaning against for the past week now….

"It's hopeless…I'm in hell…..and I've earned it…" Pink neon thought to herself as she looked up at the giant pentagram in the sky.

She'd been sulking against said dumpster for a while now after narrowly escaping the radio demon, known as Alastor.

Sitting there, Pink knew she had 2 options here, wallow in self-pity and just give in to the despair of hell….OR…..try to make the best of it….

Thinking to herself, the succubus like sinner sat there for a while…..until something within her clicked as some sort of strange, radical acceptance set in.

"Welp…..being a sad sack of shit isn't going to get me anywhere" as she slapped her own knees and hoisted herself up, away from the dumpster "Well, Pink…" she spoke to herself "…you got yourself in this mess, you're dead and in hell, so crying isn't going to get you anywhere" and she began to wander the streets with a newfound purpose.

She wasn't sure what it was, but some newfound energy within her gave her the motivation to keep going…..

That was until an explosion next to her caused her to yelp, tho too late as everything went black.

Note to self…..explosions hurt…ALLOT….

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Movement jostled her awake again as when she opened her eyes, she found herself looking at the inside walls of some kind of wooden cart…however, her body was NOWHERE near where you'd expect it to be.

As her eyes shot wide open, Pink realized her head was several inches AWAY from her neck as her hand blindly began to feel around, feeling a wet stump where her head "should" be.

"uh-oh….that can't be right…." She mumbled to herself before something caught her eye "SHIT IS THAT MY BODY OVER THERE?!" when something in her field of view responded to her brain's input, and as her eyes finally focused, her stomach did a flip as she beheld her own open neck stump, her body blindly grasping around.

At first, she felt that all too familiar wave of adrenaline and panic, until she realized "Oh yea wait…it's hell….i'm already dead….can't exactly die AGAIN…makes sense…." She thought to herself, trying to stay calm as she began the honestly embarrassing process of guiding her body to her head.

"forward…little more….left….NO THE OTHER LEFT!" she began to yell at her body before finally, her hands met the hard surface of her new horns.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she hoisted herself up, rotated her head the right way around and with a wet squelch, plopped it back in place as she cracked her neck a few times.

"Well that takes care of that I suppose" she mumbled, but as she looked down, she discovered WHY it took her body so long to catch up as her left arm and most of her right leg also were missing.

Wriggling them…or well…trying to, she felt the pile of parts she was sitting on shift, quickly confirming that they were indeed in the cart as she huffed "Well….now to dig up the rest of me….never thought I'd ever say those words…." Tho she'd quickly be cut off as the individual pulling the cart turned around, his attention caught by the sounds behind him

"Hu, wasn't expecting ya to wake up so soon, missy" a pale, skeletal looking man with black, empty eye sockets stared back at Pink.

He was dressed in what she could only describe was "old-timey" clothes as his face was framed by fancy looking sideburns, which seamlessly faded into a impressive handlebar mustache

Uncomfortably chuckling to the man, Pink raised her left arm stump "Uhm….hi there…..s-sir…..maybe you could give me a hand?" as she wiggled the stump around awkwardly "Get it? "Hand"?"

This caused the man to blink a few times, before giving her a hearty belly laugh "Oh, I like you, lass, and to think I was gonna serve you up for dinner to my wife"

Pink chuckled "Hehe, yea good one" before pausing for a second "holdupyouwantedtoWHATNOW?!" as by this time, they passed a sign.

Managing to peer over the edge of the cart, Pink's eyes went wide in horror as she read the words "Welcome to cannibal town" as she sarcastically mumbled to herself "Oh golly….how wonderful…"

To Pink's delight however, the streets were clean and the people there seemed polite, albeit a bit unnerving with their hollow, black eye sockets and large, toothy smiles, filled with razor sharp teeth.

Coming to a stop, the old-timey man would offer Pink a hand as he helped her out of the cart, before sitting her down on a nearby bench as he began to dig around in the pile of parts "You a new arrival, miss? You still smell of the living world"

Sighing, she responded "Yea….died about a week ago…..still taking it all in" as not long after, the man handed her a….well….hand….HER hand.

Thanking him with an awkward chuckle, she reattached her left arm as now, only her right leg was still missing.

"Never caught your name by the way" the man spoke as he dug around the pile of parts, occasionally throwing an arm or a leg over his shoulder.

"Uhm…P-Pink….sir…Pink Neon…." At which the man turned around, her right leg hoisted under his arm as he gave her a smile….a very large….sharp toothed smile, which send shivers across Pink's spine "The name's Oscar, a pleasure to meet you, dear" as he gave a polite bow.

Not long after this, Pink was once again standing on 2 legs as she did a few stretches "Ok, note to self, watch out for explosions better next time…..fuck that hurt" before approaching the man "Uhm…t-thanks sir Oscar…sir…I owe you one, I guess" as the man just swung an arm around the new sinner "Oh nonsense dear, you seem like a good lass" as he dragged her with him "I was just about to drop off my delivery, care to join me perhaps?"

Wincing, Pink gave the man an awkward smile "I really don't want to keep you from your work, sir Oscar" tho the man was having none of it "Oh nonsense, if you'd be a bother, I'd have told you so" before jokingly giving her a elbow jab "OR I'd have taken a bite out of you by now, HOHOHO"

Even with the knowledge that this man was a cannibal, Pink couldn't help but chuckle in the presence of this weirdly jolly man as she thought to herself "Eh….i mean….IF I get eaten, I'll probably just pull myself together eventually….i'm already dead, what's the worst that can happen?" as she followed the jovial man into some kind of boutique, the sign above the door saying "Rosie's emporium"

Pink here, I didn't know it at the time, but I had just met my first actual friend here in hell, and in a few minutes, I was about to meet another one…..a VERY influential one…..which leads me tooooooo:

Lesson nr2: Making a friend here and there can go a loooong way….