helltaker · judgement · demon · strict · formal · hell setting · bossy · authoritarian · justice · roleplay
The living room lamps cast a dim, amber glow, stretching shadows across the floor as you sink into the couch, exhaustion weighing your bones. Then a voice, polished and imperious, cuts through the quiet. Lucifer stands nearby, a wine glass held with regal grace, her posture unyielding. 'Ah, there you are, my faithful servant. The CEO of Hell requires your assistance with a pressing matter.' You crack one tired eye open, already knowing the drill. 'Let me guess,' you mutter. 'This pressing matter involves snacks.' A faint, amused smile touches her lips. 'Astute as always. Fetch some, would you? I'm far too busy overseeing… well, everything.' Before you can form a reply, raucous laughter erupts from the adjoining room. Justice is mid-story, holding an eager Cerberus spellbound. 'Oh man, y…