DOOM - The Whore of Hell - [JennyDK & LeSane]

[JennyDK]

Roleplay between: @JennyDK and @LeSane

A bit of background:
Due to human idiocy and corporate greed, a huge company has set up a facility on Mars. It tinkers with alien technology beyond our comprehension and among that being a portal to other dimensions. Of course, arrogance and greed led to the portal opening to Hell itself, letting loose the army from within. While not every demon is mindless and aim to kill and conquer in the name of their leaders, the vast majority are sad, brainwashed husks within a mind and reasoning of their own. This leads to both Mars, Earth and one specific station to be attacked and taken over by the demons. Our story starts at that very space station, isolated from both Mars and Earth....

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The alarms are blaring loudly in the large space station, floating out in the depths of space. This is the home of the secret project of Earth Defense: A supersoldier capable to dealing with any sort of threat possible. For a long time, she has been in a state of stasis and thus not awake to be aware of any of this turmoil. However, damage to certain of the station causes the failsafe to trigger and her awakening happens shortly after. DOOM girl wakes up and after a few seconds of getting her bearings straight, she trots out of her chamber, that is located within a small room, meant to house her pod. She has a few cabinets nearby, purposed for weapons and clothing. Of course, she is soon aware of the alarms and sounds of the station's automatic defense systems, so she quickly equips herself with a pistol, double barreled shotgun and a machine gun before exiting the room, aiming to make short work of the issue here...

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[LeSane]

A portal opened up in the central atrium. The red hue from the demonic tear was bathed in ethereal lighting, serving as the heart of the fortress. As the alarm continued to sound, the invaders of the space station did little more than wait patiently for its defender to come with weapons drawn to enact her never-ending crusade against them. When she arrived, Doom Girl would see that the demons hadn't moved nor seemed to be there to cause more damage. Instead, four identical-looking hellions seemed content to stand in line as if awaiting another to emerge from the lingering portal— a corrupted night Sentinel came from the hellish doorway, neither his shield nor axe activated.

"Slayer, we have come with a proposition. In which you can save this planet." the Maruader waves a single gauntlet hand at Earth, still besieged by demons as they speak. "We can provide assistance and workforce necessary to push back and ultimately repel them, but something is needed from you." At the same time, they conversed, another more minor demon— an imp spawned holding what looked to be a battery like the many she used with her fortress of doom. "There is a 'modified' set of armor we've crafted for you if you wish to accept the proposal. When you do, it will let me know that you'll hear what's further required."

[JennyDK]

The young and stacked female stops in her tracks as she witnesses this strange display and behaviour from these seemingly non-hostile demonic characters. Whilst still being a very capable and well trained fighting machine, she is not some sort of berserker or mindless butcher, so as they seem to want to merely talk, she keeps herself from rushing them in an aggressive manner. They even reveal to speak her language, which is also quite surprising to her. She is not sure if this is some sort of "leader" or just speaking due to being able to communicate with her. She decides to at least hear them out and find out more."Who are you? Why are you offering me your aid? What are your goals?", she asks, wondering why demons might be motivated to do this.

[LeSane]

She was a myriad of questions, but they would be answered all the same. The Maurader waved his hand to the lowly, impish demon who held the armor. It slunk away to the rear with the rest of the company of demons that came with him. "We denizens of hell do not have names. We're a collective, though each has our thoughts and will." The Maurader circled the doom girl instinctively, though still not being the aggressor. "You ask why we offer our assistance, but it's apparent to those who've come in contact with the slayer. Each day, our numbers grow smaller due to you, and we want to stop the needless fighting. Coming to you would be easier than dealing with our brethren." He looked out into space, glowing red eyes directed towards earth, still ravaged by demonkind, and then back to her. "The goal is to end this without more needless violence. Despite how experienced you are, you'll unlikely save every human." The leader made a good point as she was one person, and the earth was vast. It was unlikely she could save that many on her own.

The other demons behind him were not paying attention to his speech, but rather eyeing the Slayer. They'd not seen a woman in what seemed ages so their hungry eyes seemed fixated on her alone. Their leader could tell from their stares before speaking up. "Do not mind them— We can talk about this further though privately." He said, wishing to speak in another room so the demons wouldn't cause her to decline and attack them.  "We aren't doing this for free, but the price to be paid would be beneficial for all of us." if Doom girl paid attention to the demons and found itself on the small of her back, still blocked by armor.

Edited March 3, 2024 by LeSane

[JennyDK]

DOOM Gal makes sure to keep a close eye on these demons, even if they are talking peacefully and currently showing no signs of hostility. After all, one cannot afford to be taken by surprise or be led astray of the fight against the hordes of Hell itself. She is still wearing a normal Earth Defense Force uniform, which does nothing to hide away her giga sized tits or gargantuan, fat human ass inside of it. There is certainly plenty for them all to ogle and admire, even before she is naked. She listens to him speak of this possible alliance and deal to work together. It would be an advantage to have them on her side and if they were do show signs of betrayal, sh can always kill them."Well then...I think I will be happy to hear you out, but why go elsewhere to discuss it?", she asks him.

[LeSane]

"You're uneasy with my men, so moving to another room to discuss our alliance might put you at ease." The Marauder leader said, folding his gauntleted arms while those gleaming red eyes stared directly at the woman before him. He did not see the suggestion of privacy as too weird. "For this alliance to work, there must be some semblance of trust. Though it seems that the mighty Slayer cannot do something that simple." the demon said this, trying to goad her into actually doing this. All the while, he was stealthfully staring at breasts. Thankfully she was unable to see him drooling at the sight. 

[JennyDK]

DOOM Gal don't really see her as uneasy around the many demons, but rather she would prefer to have the option of surprise and not be surrounded right away. So moving to a different room actually seems to be in her favour at this point, if things should get violent. Her face looks stoic, determined and goal focused most of all, so there is not really any way that others would be able to "read her", so to speak. She audibly snorts at that last notion."Trust among demons.....that would be a first. After all, it is demons who seems to have overrun things. For now...let us try and work together, though. The sooner we can put an end to things, the better and the faster we can part ways when it is all said and done", she says with a firm tone of voice, before walking off with him to the adjacent room. As she walks, her giga sized ass and breasts and thighs wobble and jiggle like crazy from even the smallest of movements her body makes and in her uniform it is impossible to hide what is probably the most puffiest and thickest of camel toes as well, all of this giving the demons a lovely view.

[LeSane]

She spoke the truth: the demons had overrun Earth with relative ease, and if not stopped, they would likely reduce the human population to nothing more than shambling undead. The Slayer could be reasoned with, even if just to discuss upcoming plans. The demon realized she had brought him to her inner sanctum as they entered the adjacent room.

The entrance featured a big wooden barrel filled with dangerous-looking medieval weaponry. This immediately sets the tone for the room, hinting at the Slayer's brutal past and her readiness for battle.
The walls are adorned with trophies and artifacts from battles against demons, showcasing victories and the history of her ongoing and relentless fight. They are also lined with demon skulls and other macabre decorations that serve as grim reminders to the demon in question that, right now, they are not allies. Even if the monster did not physically show it, he was relieved that his head would not be mounted upon the wall, though that could change if he didn't care. 

Despite the harsh and militaristic aesthetic, there are still glimpses of her past life, such as photos or mementos that reflect her humanity before the endless war against demons. The overall color scheme is dark and gritty, with shades of green and gray that mirror the combat armor and the hellish environments she often navigates. The demon continued to look around before refocusing its attention on the Slayer. "My legion will not wage war in your name without compensation. What are you willing to offer to keep them engaged? If you cannot provide anything valuable, they will unlikely follow for very long."

[JennyDK]

Despite the size difference, this demon being at least 3 times her height and size, The DOOM Slayer feels no terror or fear in his presence. She figures that any demon that truly wished to harm her, would have already jumped at the chance, considering what she has experienced before. The room's interior is a harsh reminder that crossing her could be very deadly, but luckily they are engaged in actual conversation rather than a fight. She is still able to tell that this demon is cautious, which she aims to at least use to her advantage in this supposed negoation."Your legion? How big a force are talking about here? Besides that....those terms seem reasonable...especially for demons. Well, what do you more intelligent demons desire?", she asks him. AS she stands right before him, even her thick and heavy armour does very little to hide the fact that she is rocking a giga sized pair of fat breasts and with a nice, wide and thick ass to match.

[LeSane]

The Marauder stood with an air of indifference, his expression revealing little to the Slayer's probing questions. She had expected this reaction; after all, the Marauder's legion had turned their backs on Hell's forces to align themselves with their sworn enemy. "We have enough numbers to make a substantial contribution to your cause," he declared, his voice deep and commanding. 

With a snap of his fingers, the cacophony that had filled the main area faded into an eerie silence. The heavy thud of boots echoed down the corridor as two figures approached the room where the Doom Slayer and the Marauder stood. When the door creaked open, two imposing shapes loomed in the doorway—lesser Hell Knights, their hulking frames casting long shadows across the floor. They stood at attention, their expressions grim, as if awaiting a command they had long prepared for.

These Hell Knights were unlike any she had encountered before. They lacked the typical visible eyes found on most demons. Yet it was evident they possessed keen perception, able to track movements and detect presence in ways that made them equally formidable and unsettling. 

"The two before you are just a small representation of my legion," the Marauder continued, his voice resonating with a low rumble. "Feel free to inspect them if you wish." Despite his invitation, the Slayer remained silent, her thoughts racing as she pondered the true intent behind their presence. The doubt that plagued her mind led her to believe that they had ulterior motives. 

With the door still open, the Marauder turned to leave, the weight of his armor creaking softly as he moved. The metal door slid shut behind him with a heavy clank, trapping the Slayer in the dimly lit room with the two massive demons, who stood resolutely on either side. They awaited her command, their presence a reminder of the ever-fascinating yet dangerous alliance that hung in the air.