Diavolo * EnigmaViolentoSugarBeast
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From the cruel river to the merciless regions of Gehenna.
Hellgirl and Charon the boatman didn’t speak as they river took a path into a fiery pit at some point Charon stopped and pointed towards a gate opening for Diavolo, Gehenna was waiting.
Diavolo would step off the boat, onto the path and look back, but they were gone. He sighed wishing for a little more information about what he was supposed to do. He tucked the rose into his hair and walked along a patch with scorching stones, it was painful and made him walk faster towards the gate but that didn’t bring relief, it was even hotter past the gates, a demon scowled at him.
The Scowling Demon: “What are you waiting for slow-poke? An invitation! Move it!”
Diavolo moved along, there was a line of damned souls that suddenly fell to their knees. He looked and saw a familar face, one he had seen but not in this nature. He saw Gintoki but larger than life, and his expression wasn’t what he expected, here he was Lucifer, he was frightening and Diavolo almost ran back but the gates closed shut. He would also kneel, he would look up to see Lucifer, and next to two more familiar faces Belial and Satan. It seemed they were having an argument in a language of primodial demons unfamiliar to his ears but also painful to hear.
Another demon guard type came and pushed all the new damned souls in annoyed by their appearance. He made them move along where they would their punishment would be decided by one of the three god demons that were arguing at the time of his arrival.
Diavolo quickly moved to see there was a whole different and frightening world here and would have to quickly make himself familiar with his situation. As he moved about another familiar face was grinning at him, it was Sirene, and she grabbed him in his claws and flew off with him where they could talk about what was happening in Gehenna. @sirene
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Echoes of Crimson: The River’s Curse is Lifted
Diavolo, had once again taken on his role as an antagonist in Giovanna’s life, and once more he was defeated and fell into the Tibet river after experiencing the power of Gold Experience Requiem. From there, Diavolo keeps living different scenarios in which someone or something violently kills him.
This fate is particularly interesting because of its imaginative cruelty and was only slightly altered after his appearance in the land of Skyrie. He was able to live his life once more but had again taken to being a mafia boss and do atrocities. This time he tried to minimize his crimes but that wasn’t enough. He was dealt the same fate as when he died in the river Tibet.
The boundary between the world of the living and the world of the dead is often represented with a river across multiple cultures. It was no different here.
Diavolo literally and metaphorically doesn’t cross the river and instead lingers on the same side from which he came. Diavolo has been barred from the afterlife as his punishment once more.
Thus, Diavolo is still there somewhere in the world of the living. He continuously experiences death, but is forever unable to “get to the other side“.
Diavolo finds himself reliving is continued torment. He is currently experiencing one of his “death loops.” He is aware of his fate, carrying the heavy burden of countless violent ends. He is jaded, cynical, and desperate to understand, if not escape, his torment. He instinctively tries to control his surroundings, even though he knows it’s futile. He might try to bargain, plead, or simply rage against his impending doom.
The River is a force, an embodiment of Diavolo’s punishment. It manifests in subtle ways: a sudden downpour, a glint of stagnant water in the gutter, a recurring symbol that foreshadows each death. The River also speaks, not audibly, but through the circumstances surrounding Diavolo’s demise. It might offer glimpses of understanding, perhaps even taunts, but ultimately, it remains an indifferent and inexorable force.
Diavolo coughs, sputtering out rainwater. He scrambles to his feet, his designer suit soaked and clinging to his emaciated frame. He recognizes the alley… the stench… the spray-painted graffiti of a snarling jaguar. He’s been here before. Many times.
“Not again,” he rasps, his voice hoarse. “This… this has to stop.”
He tries to remember the sequence of events that led to his last death in this alley. And remembers a face, a Joestar, Giorno Giovanna.
He glances around, his eyes darting nervously. A flickering neon sign casts long, distorted shadows that dance across the grimy brick walls. The sound of Italo disco music spills from a nearby bar, a jarring contrast to the dread gnawing at his insides. Did he imagine this or was it part of his curse?
He tries to recall the details of why he was at this city and why he’s repeating it. But it felt like a dream, his memory so unreliable it’s almost useless.
But he doesn’t know what his fate is.
He notices something different this time: a single, crimson rose lying in the puddle at his feet. Its petals are bruised and waterlogged, but its color is a familiar, beautiful crimson shade.
Diavolo kneels, reaches out.
Diavolo feels that compassion has touched him, not necessarily forgiveness but the cycle of death stops and a boat reaches him, inside a woman, she reaches out to him. “Do you know what this means?” Lady Liliosa Leilani known in this area as Hellgirl, asks him without a hint of emotion in her face.
Diavolo pleads with her, I believe I do. Please, let me out of here.
Lady Liliosa Leilani (Hellgirl): It’s not up to me. You are being given a third chance by the new goddess that has ascended, you will move forward but your path leads you deeper into the netherworld. Do you accept this fate? Gehenna’s gates are calling to you.
Diavolo is both saddened and relieved. The rose comforts his feelings of sadness. He didn’t believe he would get another chance, even if it wasn’t living, he could still end the nightmare of reliving his death over and over. His path might take him somewhere worse but he would endure it
if it meant nor constantly reliving his death again.
He stares at the rose, he’s thankful. @hellgirl-aienma @sweetsugardemon
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Tanti auguri Helena!🥳
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Sinful Birthday Wishes Lucifer Gin, Satan, Leuko and Ginko!🎂🍰🍩🍪
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// I love this site but what the hell happened! Good effort Capt but don’t you ever actually watch how we use the site?
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// I think I saw people already mentioned it but
Numero UNO…. it’s too damn bright! Give us a dark mode option, this is tacky haha.
2. All the photos are in one place but they aren’t in the albums where they are supposed to be, the ones that are private are now public, and the ones that belong in rps aren’t in the rps anymore.
3. On the phone there’s no button for notifications or email.
4. I don’t believe anyone wants to sit around following all their connections but I think the Captain said he could fix that.
5. There’s no edit button in the forums.
6. Inviting people to groups seems to be an issue as well.
7. I’d like all the people that were blocked restored. That shit takes time too!!!
8. This isn’t an individual issue so an email isn’t going to cut it, it requires a complete, all around fix.
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Doppio: Wow! This place is enchanting and look at all that food!
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Doppio: *Nervously shaking as he eats the ice cream he was given when he stopped in to join the bbq.* Vrrrring! Vrring! *puts the ice cream to his ear.* Seriously boss! Am I really allowed to be here? Oh? Oh okay okay! You’re voice is so cold against my ear though.
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*later on he drops into Foxflame Ballroom with Doppio to check out the Valentine’s Day Masquerade Ball.*
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Ti auguro un felice compleanno bella!
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*Diavolo had made some money off doing some illegal underground business but he was able to find someone to make it look legit so he could have a second apartment at Akiba’s Apartment Complex. He needed somewhere to leave Doppio once in a while. Doppio would keep an eye on things in the clean part of the city while Diavolo would head towards Azukre Sarastus District to try and gain some footing in the underground organizations there.*
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// admin: Happy Father’s Day to all the dads here RP and RL from my characters Diavolo, Doppio and Trish! //
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*Diavolo was finally relieved to leave the medical center and come across a delightful nightclub to entertain his mind for a while. He leans back and enjoys some drink while watching the interactions there.*
