#atlantis project

This text is part of our Atlantis project

Within the research program on the creation of hybrid bodies (“avatars”), three official generations are conventionally distinguished, each demonstrating its own morphological and functional characteristics.

Generation I (Dr. Augustine’s Project)

Avatars of this stage were characterized by a high degree of anthropomorphism. Phenotypic traits largely resembled those of humans, in some cases producing the “uncanny valley” effect.

Key features:

Craniofacial morphology: relatively narrow nose, smaller eyes compared to the Na’vi, rounded auricles, atypical connection of the philtrum to the upper lip, and a lower placement of the kuru due to the impossibility at this stage of repositioning the occipital nerve.

Body proportions: broader waist, shortened legs, and a knee joint positioned in accordance with the human model.

Dermal patterning: simple pigmentation, predominantly straight lines and occasional triangular elements.

Thus, Generation I avatars represented a predominantly “human-like” variation with minimal Na’vi elements.

Generation II (Dr. Sully’s Project)

At this stage, RDA genetic engineers significantly advanced the approximation of avatar phenotypes to Na’vi morphology.

Key features:

Craniofacial modifications: widened nose, enlarged eyes, more pointed ears.

Body proportions: reduced waist and hip width, elongation of limbs—most noticeable in the fingers; increased length of the lower leg relative to the thigh.

Dermal patterning: more complex pigmentation, with greater variability of patterns.

During development, an even closer approximation to the Na’vi was considered; however, calculations indicated that “increasing alienness” reduced physiological indicators of endurance and adaptability. As a result, a compromise morphology was achieved.

Generation III (Dr. Kitova’s Project)

The third generation represents the first experimental stage in the development of hybrids of the marine Na’vi subspecies.

Key features:

Craniofacial characteristics: large eyes, the presence of a third eyelid, and a higher placement of the kuru, made possible by rerouting functions of the occipital nerve to adjacent neural branches.

Body morphology: more rounded and muscular build, adapted to the aquatic environment.

Anatomical limitation: nasal size remains virtually unchanged across all generations. This is presumably linked to transcriptional features of genes located on the X chromosome.

Comparative productivity with terrestrial avatars cannot be reliably assessed due to differences in ecological niches and physiological requirements. A decision on the continuation of marine avatar development is planned following four research cycles.

Intermediate Generation (the so-called “3.5”) — Recombinants

Despite the formal delineation of three primary generations, it is appropriate to distinguish an intermediate stage — recombinant hybrid bodies (“recoms”), which may be conditionally classified as Generation 3.5.

Morphophysiological characteristics:

Recoms demonstrate the highest overall productivity among all generations, as well as maximal visual and phenotypic similarity to the Na’vi.

Body proportions, craniofacial morphology, and dermal patterning are closely aligned with the reference Na’vi morphotype.

Anatomical limitations:

Despite optimization, a characteristic feature inherited from earlier generations persists: females consistently exhibit relatively narrower nasal structures compared to males.

This sexual dimorphism of the nasal region was not eliminated during genome recombination. It is likely associated with stable patterns of gene expression involved in craniofacial development.

Thus, recoms occupy a unique position within the system of avatar generations, combining peak adaptive performance and maximal morphological similarity to the prototype, while retaining certain rudimentary features inherited from prior constructs.

She sits in the center of the atrium of her estate. Her pastel red hair shines under the light streaming in from the glass dome dozens of stories above her. Her scarlet red horns curled back as her long matching tail curled around her, with the little floof at the end of it matching the color of her hair.

She was dressed head to toe in a medium pastel strawberry red, knee length, vest dress with lapels. Underneath her dress was a long sleeve, white turtleneck, and on the very top of it all was a scarlet bolo scarf with a white spider lily pin.

"Lani, what the hell are you doing?" Snapdragon sighs as she looks over at Lani. Her white and brown feathers part over one of her eyes as she stares in apathy at the princess. Snapdragon has on a black web shaped veil over her feathers. She wears an electric purple and black stripped dress. She has on a chocker with star charms and lots of hanging chains; her belt matches her it in style and charms. Finally she has leg warmers with little knitted star charms over her chunky penny loafers.

Lani smiles at her oldest friend from childhood. "Humor me?" She asks. Snapdragon rolls her peacock-like eyes and sits next to Leilani. Lani smiles and takes a deep breath. "Think about all the mistakes you made this week. Strengthen your resolve to do better. Think of a penance you can reasonably achieve to make amends."

Lani's other "friend", Antony, is a sinner. He's a honeypot Ant, with fluffy white hair. He wears custom honeycomb shaped sunglasses that had a web design on the gold lenses. He never seemed to wear then though, and Lani often wonders why he even needs them since his bangs often seem to hood his pale yellow and black eyes anyway.

His clothes were an adorable rose pink vest and some fluff popping out in the low cut of his shirt and vest. His soft brown pants flare at his feet, while his white shirt on the other hand hugs every part of his torso, especially the cuffs on his wrists.

Antony scoffs, “Lani, this is stupid. Self reflection isn’t going to get me into Heaven.”

“Let all your anger wash away. Your words and actions cannot affect me. You strike me an I turn the other cheek.” Lani takes a deep breath as she continues her self reflection.

Antony reluctantly sits down and props his head on his elbow. “Whatever you say, Princess. Just so you know I can get the same results from a fit of my bosses pipe, plus a nice handy from him while I do. So who’s the real winner?”

Lani just keeps going with her deep breathing exercises. “I am going to pretend I didn’t hear that. Maybe we should reflect on your adulterous activities…”

Antony’s eyes narrow. “You calling me a whore?”

Snapdragon—having enough of this—finally speaks up. “No, but I am!”

“Ouch! how will I ever recover from this? Sweetheart, I’m a porn star. I’ve been called a cum-drunk sack of holes. You really think whore is going to bruise my ego?” Antony looks over at her bored.

Snapdragon growls. “I’m not saying it to bruise your ego, I’m saying it so that you’ll actually self-reflect you adulterous walking STD machine!”

“Ha! Jokes on you cause sinners can’t get STDs so go fuck yourself!”

Lani eventually tunes them out as they continue to sling various insults and jabs at each other. This was her time to reflect on her own actions. How could she have been a better friend to these two in one on one scenarios? How could she have been more accommodating to strangers? How could she do better moving forward?

Eventually she feels a nudge from behind her. She looks to see Kiekiel, one of her father’s pet lions that he gave to her as a child. Her coat was an obsidian black color and why had a snow white mane. She had giant under tusks, 3 fiery eyes, and a spiked tail. She nudges Lani and motions back to the front door.

Lani stands up and takes a deep breath, gathering her courage. "GUYS!" The others stop to look at her. "It's time." The three of them make their way out the door.

Lani looks out on the size of the crowd on the shores. There was hundreds of souls waiting for this monumental occasion. Very rarely had they ever seen any of the royal family outside Lilith's concerts, though those were mostly glorified foreplay the king and queen subjected the rest of hell to. Regardless, the public very rarely ever saw the sheltered princess.

Lani descends from her estate stepping out onto the giant lotus foundation that her twin serpentine dragons carried her around on.

She first spots one of her Father's warlords, Velvet. A fitting name considering her affinity for silk clothes, and purple-fuchsia hair. She had her hair up in curly pigtails and her hair was tied in ruby pink bows on either side.

Her clothes were a ruby-pink, sleeveless turtleneck dress that stopped just above her knees. She had on a mulberry purple colored snow pea coat that was flared open and altered into being an off the shoulder cut with fur along the top rim (and just the fluff as sleeves), some dark magenta sleeveless gloves that showed off her doll joints, and to top it all off ruby pink boots with fur on the top.

"Princess! Over here!" She calls out, her dark brown porcelain skin glistened against the other news reporters camera flashes. Her red eyes shown in faux interest.

"For any new comers to hell tuning in, or for any of you joining us in person who aren't in the know, my name is Leilani, but you may call me Lani. I am the Princess. I was born here in Hell, yet despite that I always found a certain beauty in everything and everyone around me! Hell is my beautiful, chaotic home, and you are my people. I’d hate to lose any of you, and despite where you are, I hope that you’d feel the same about your neighbors and friends… we just went through another Battle. This year was the largest cleanse yet, we lost so many souls and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year!”

"Mind telling us a bit more about these battles and how they came to be?"

The princess blinks. "Oh! R-right!"

Leilani goes into the history behind one of Hells relatively newer traditions. At the turn of the 19th century, Heaven attacked Hell. They sent their angels down to massacre the citizens of Hell every year. But Lucifer rallied the sinners of hell and those who owned the souls of the sinners, the overlords of each territory, became Lucifer's generals. Every year at the turn of the year Heaven and Hell engage in a battle to determine the fate of the souls under Lucifer's domain.

Lani stares straight down the barrel of Velvet's camera. "I can’t to stand idly by when our home is subjected to such violence! And since humans can’t hide in the other rings, I’ve been thinking… surely there must be a more peaceful solution. There would be no reason to kill the souls in Hell if there were less than a handful to speak of! Denizens of Hell, I'd like to welcome you to Atlantis!" She twirls and motions to the estate on her giant lotus.

"Oh wow! Atlantis! That's so unique! How does your father feel about you taking Heaven's side in this conflict?" Velvet offers a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes alongside a tone that you would use to speak to a child about a stick-figure drawing.

Lani smiles sheepishly. "I-I'm sorry?"

"You're trying to send up more souls up to heaven to fuel their armies."

"W-Well actually, the exorcists are Angels like my father and I. They don't exactly draw power from human souls like you overlords do." She laughs nervously, squishing in on herself, trying to hide her own discomfort.

"So doesn't that mean you're trying to depower our side? Doesn't that mean you are working with Heaven." Velvet grills, a devious smirk on her face.

"No! I'm not working with heaven! N-not yet at least. Once we prove redemption is possible, we can plead our case to heaven and then the war will be over." Lani explains.

"But is that really fair to us? We'd have to live with the very people who've been slaughtering us for centuries now!" Velvet points out, with a sadistic gleam in her eyes. Was this whole nice girl act a persona?

"W-Well, I know it's not ideal-"

Velvet cuts her off. "And what makes you think anyone would want to be your little Guinea pig? You can't even prove this works." She starts laughing and the sycophants in the audience laugh along with her.

Lani flushes slightly. "Well I'll have you know that we actually DO have a patron! Antony!”

“Aw! How generous of you to let him stay! I’m sure he’s already got such a tight schedule, being tied up at my associates studio all day! I’m sure you won’t be leaving him in such compromising positions!” She laughs, making fun of him slightly.

Lani grabs her by the bow cinching the front of her. “Look. Antony has been clean, well behaved, and participating in activities for 2 weeks! He’s made excellent strides and I don’t appreciate you making jokes about him or me!”

Velvet rolls her eyes and pushes the princess. “Hands off the merchandise! I get you’re indecisive about whatever gender you’re into and have to settle for men because you can’t get women but-”

Lani cuts her off with a swift punch to the jaw.

Antony laughs. “OH!! THATS RIGHT LEILANI!! FUCK HER UP!!”

"YOU STUPID BITCH!! Uh... Ahem! Sorry loves! Don't know where that came from! She's just nasty for the princess we're all supposed to kiss up- Sorry slip of the tongue... LOOK up to."

“H-how’s it feels to get your ass handed to you? …bitch!” Lani stutters out the first thing that came to her mind.

Velvet took a deep breath and took off her jacket before she threw it into the crowd along with her phone, still streaming the whole thing. “all right then, since daddy clearly never spanked you, I’m gonna have to take your discipline into my hands.”

“Come at me, you two faced… influencer!” Yeah, smack talk really wasn’t Lani’s thing…

Velvet lungs at her. Pinning her slightly to the ground. Lani flips overhead and kicks the back of her head. She rolls off Velvet’s back and braces herself. One knee up, the other on the ground. She tackles Velvet and the two of the start trading blows. They roll around on the ground, velvet eventually getting back on top.

Velvet smirks before the final blow. “No matter what you do, you’ll always be your father’s greatest failure.”

somethings snapped in Lani and she reared her fist back, it glowing with an angelic white aura as she punches Velvet off her. The blow that ends the fight with Lani on top… and leaves Velvet with a crack on the left side of her face.

The crowd gasps… this was the power a Nephilim held…

"AHH! My face! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FACE!!" Velvet sobs in pain as she hold the left side of her jaw. Her voice came out in visceral shrieks as the audience looks on terrified.

Snapdragon pulls Lani up and holds her closer as the two of them watch in horror as Velvet snatches her phone and coat and flees the scene. The rest of the crowd scurries like rats out of there as well. Lani's whole body shakes as she covers her mouth to muffle the scream building up in her throat.

In over 200 years she had never lost her cool like that. Hurting someone like that wasn't even something she was aware she could do. Her mother's words echo in her mind. 'You're strong Leilani... in ways that you don't even know yet. One day you'll make mommy so proud.' Lani had never interpreted that literally! Who would! That's something every parent says to their child!

Everything's crashing down on her as a million questions run through her mind. 'What if I hurt Snap? What if I hurt Antony!? Velvet's an overlord; she has power and strength that normal sinners don't! What would happen if I used that on a sinner?! Did I just ruin my business's grand opening?! Oh fuck... what if she tells dad?' That thought felt like a punch to the gut and a bullet to the head. She could hardly breath, everything was numb and on fire! She felt like she was going to hurl-

"BLEUGH!!" Lani drops to her knees and loses the contents of her breakfast to the brimstone ground underneath her feet.

The next thing she knew she was back in the lobby on the soft plush couch, awoken by a loud boom from outside. She must have passed out, but there was no time to dwell on that. She rushed out and ordered Sol—her giant pet sea serpent that faired Atlantis during the day—to stop. Lani slides down the open petal to the ground as the new sinner kneels, grasping at themself in shock.

"WHERE AM I?! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" A woman with shoulder length purple hair and African violet skin screams at the princess. Antony and Snapdragon rush out the front to see what's happening. Lani looks her over one time.

She wore a white, off the shoulder, long sleeved crop top over an iris colored tank top that matched the her hair surprisingly well. She had some simple Spanish Violet shorts and finally boots that completely clashed with her outfit, some powder blue boots with a light turquoise stripe on the top. Lani swore she remembers that design from somewhere but she just can't remember where.

Lani gives her a warm, reassuring smile. "Calm down. Stressing won't do you any good now. You've died and gone to hell. I know this is a lot to take in-"

"Yeah, I know that. The red sky was a dead give away." She glares at the princess. The fire in her eyes burned so bright it could rival the heavenly flames.

Lani's eyes widen before she returns to smiling warmly. "I'm Leilani, princess of Hell and daughter of Lucifer and Lilith Magne, but please call me Lani."

"Magne?"

"Were you expecting Morningstar?" Lani teases.

"A little..." She averts her gaze to the other two. "Who the hell are they?"

"This is Anthony, a sinner like you! The other is Snapdragon, princess of the Ars Goetia! And this..." she motions to her estate, wrapping an arm tightly around the new woman's shoulders, pulling her up to her feet. "Is the Atlantis project!"

She just stares in confusion, unsure if saying anything to the princess would be a good idea. There was a brief pause between the group.

Lani took the opportunity to poach the new sinner. "Can I put you down for a room? We have plenty of space to spare! One months stay couldn't hurt! Maybe with a poolside view?" She bounces on the tips of her toes, practically begging at this point.

"Uh... no thanks." The woman shuffles away just an inch.

"Good, because we don't actually have a pool! There are TONS of volcanic hot springs in wrath that work SO much better!" Lani giggles and takes the girl towards Atlantis. "Welcome aboard, new customer-"

Before long Lani was flipped over the petite girl's shoulder. "I don't think so, sister!" The lavender woman glares as she pins Lani's chest with her foot.

Snapdragon's hands engulf in a hot pink magical aura as she levitates the woman away from the princess. "That's enough, Daphne Blake!"

"Who?" The girl just tilts her head.

Antony laughs. "You been living under a rock or something, sugar? Even I know who Daph is and she came out 23 years after my time!"

Lani pops to her feet. "Okay, okay! Let's all just take a moment to breathe!" She turns to her new guest. "Look... people down here can be a bit... territorial and..." She tries to find a nice way to phrase this as Antony cuts in.

"Torture happy?"

"I was going to go with easily prone to violence..." She smiles nervously, fidgeting with her dress slightly as she tries to pitch her case. "You really should stay here. Just give it two weeks. We do mandatory wellness sessions every two week, and voluntary self-reflection circles every week. We also have community service opportunities, yoga, a rage room, an art room. We have plenty of amenities to occupy your time here! Or you could refuse and take your chances out there..."

The lavender woman glares. "Put me down as Viola, 2 months. I won't be here longer than that. And you can count on it."

Snapdragon pulls Leilani to the side. "Are you sure this is a good idea? Look at her... she has dark eyes. For someone who recently landed in hell she somehow has her soul owned?"

Leilani shrugs. "It's not impossible! You remember the whole Vanitas situation, don't you?"

"I remember you had a fat, obsessive crush on him." Snapdragon dead pans.

Lani flushes and giggles as she fidgets with her skirt again. "I-I wouldn't say that! I mean... obsessive?! ME?! Could you imagine if I was obsessed with him?"

"You had a custom made poster of him in your room... you stalked him to one of your Mom's concerts... you dragged me there!"

"Okay! I get it! I was cringy in my 150s! But this isn't about ME! If Viola really DID sell her soul then that means that we have even more of an incentive to let her stay!" She turns back to Viola. "WELCOME ABOARD-"

"IS THAT AN OBSERVATORY?!" Viola's eyes light up as she races towards the building.

"It is!" Lani bounces on her toes. "You like the stars too?!"

"YEAH! My old bedroom—before I got down here—had constellations ALL over the ceiling!" Viola cheers as she runs towards the building.

"OOOH!! That sounds so cool!" Lani coos.

Antony looks at Snapdragon. "Wow, the princess snaps back from a bad situation quick."

"I don't trust this..." Snap crosses her arms, not quite facing the sinner.

"You didn't trust me either when I first got here, you still seem like you don't." Antony pulls out his phone and starts to scroll through the notifications.

"It's not that I don't trust you specifically!! I just... don't trust the sinners... Mother always told me that they were the reason why the angel's even fell in the first place... Their sins were the reason my father- ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!" She looks over at Antony, zoned out.

"Nope." Antony smirks. Flames errupt in Snapdragon's hands as she chases Antony around the property.

Inside the lobby Viola and Lani get settled in. The building itself was a mishmash of different aesthetics and architecture. there was a mixture of cottagecore and an overgrown feeling. Vines and plants hung around a room that could be ripped right out of a dark academia romance novel with a hit of a gothic castle underneath.

Viola felt her stomach knot at the decor around her, it was nothing like the life she once knew. It was darker and more macabre. She studies the dark oak walls for a moment before turning her sight to a beautiful purple rose on the reception desk.

"Wow..." Her face is engulfed in wonder.

Lani smirks as she sneaks up behind. "Like it?"

"It's... tsk... it's okay! I guess..." Viola looks away, flushing slightly.

Lani smiles at her as she grabs the flower. "It's a dying bud, but if you like it I could turn it into anything you'd like. A floormat for your room, a corsage, a wall decoration, a bookmark-"

"An eyepatch?" Viola looks at her hopeful.

"Oh, sure!" Lani happily crystalized the bud and creates some string before stringing them together.

Viola pulls it onto her left eye as Snapdragon chases Antony in through the side door. He swings himself behind Lani using her as a shield against the angry Goetia.

"Now Hold on!" Antoni panics. "I'm here to become a better person yeah? Are you really gonna snuff out a star before his big debut?"

Snapdragons eyes glow like embers. "You forget who you speak to. Stars will bend to my will as is my birth right!"

"Okay! Everyone calm down!" Lani orders. "Now... I'd like you both to apologize."

Antony rolls his eyes. "What is this? Summer camp?"

"Please Ant?" Lani bats her eyes at him.

Antony rolls his eyes with a huff. "Fine. Snapdragon, I'm sorry ignoring you."

She huffs too. "Thanks I guess... I guess I'm sorry for trying to vaporize you. Not like it would have stuck, but still."

Viola finally pipes up after witnessing all this unfold. "I'm confused!"

Lani's eyes widen as she realizes she didn't exactly explain anything to the newcomer. "Okay! Crash course! This is Hell. Much like in Dante's inferno there are 9 circles. Except... He kinda got most of them wrong. The Rings aren't named after the sins... instead, each sin had there own ring. They function kind of like different realms or planets... like that Norse Myth about the World Tree! Actually... a lot of your human myths come from my world."

Viola pauses for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed. "But... Why are we here? What's the goal of this hotel?"

"I mean... it's not really a hotel... it's more of a halfway house... rehab... fusion..." Lani taps her finger together, nervously fidgiting.

Snapdragon rolls her eyes and flops back onto one of the couches in the lobby. "I would have gone with resort."

Lani sighs. "Look, I'm trying to prove that sinners can better themselves It just takes a little bit of hard work."

Viola rolls her eyes. "You do know that's impossible right? Hell is an eternal punishment. You're wasting your time with most of the druggie losers out there."

"I'm not naive! I know not everyone can change. But they at least deserve a chance to prove they can be better. Even if all it amounts to is making their slice of hell a more tolerable place." Lani gazes at her fiercely, like two lionesses fighting for territory.

Viola circles her slowly, trying to establish herself in the space. "And why should you get to decide who's worthy?"

"I don't!" She insists.

Viola stalks up to her and tries to make her shorter frame more imposing on the taller female. "Then how do you even know who deserves to be in hell!? How can you say that people aren't already sorry for what they've done?!"

"… sometimes people do bad things. And they can be as sorry as they want about it, but that doesn’t mean that the bad things they did go away. The afterlife is consequences of the choices that you made; there are good consequences and there are bad consequences. There is no avoiding consequences.” Lani explains calmly, trying to bridge the chasm slowly forming between the two.

Viola laughs in disbelief. “So you’re saying it’s our fault!” She says more as an accusatory statement than a question.

Lani pauses before continuing desperately trying to explain herself. “...I know that’s not what you want to hear, but it’s what you need to hear to start growing. Your actions are your own, and until you’re ready to face them, I can't help you more forward.”

Antony scoffs. "Who says we need help! Come on Vi." The two of them walk out of the estate.

"GUYS!!" Lani calls after them!

The two of them slam the door closed behind them. Lani just leans against the door in defeat as she feels Sol start moving up again. He swam for what felt like hours Lani just sitting back wondering where she went wrong.

"Maybe I was too hard on them... I mean... Viola only just got down here. Maybe the tough love wasn't the best idea." Lani smacks the side of her head, angry and guilty that she let her only two friends (other than Snap) and clients down. "Why do you have to live up to all your dads expectations! Stupid! Stupid! Stu-"

Her self loathing was short lived as she hears a knock at the door. That should be impossible though... they're on the river. She opens the door and sees a tall, menacing silhouette. He had dark curly hair poofs down to his shoulders and swoops down and off to one side in his bangs. His ears at the top of his head were big ears like a mix between the length of a mule deer and the roundness of a whitetail. they were as long as his head with Antlers that stuck up even higher. He was at least a foot taller than her but with his ears and antlers that adds another foot easily. He has a long slender deerlike nose twitching above sharp teeth.

His clothes are a dark muted, red—Like dried blood on white clothes—sporting a double breasted coat that one’s just to his waist with matching stripes pants. Underneath was a muted brown vest and a darker brown shirt underneath. His eyes snap open… red eyeballs with white pupils, much like any other soul who owns at least one soul in hell.

His voice came out crispy “Hel-”

Lani slams the door.

Then she swings it open again. “-lo-”

"Snap?!" She can't believe the words that are about to come out of her mouth. "The Rune Summoner is here." Her voice shakes as she stares at the door.

Snaps head whips around in excitement. "NO SHOT!!" she laughs in excitement and disbelief. “HOW’D HE EVEN GET ON HERE?!”

“I DONT KNOW!” She panics, pacing back and forth.He just knocked and I panicked and- SLAMMED THE DOOR IN HIS FACE!!” She realizes and quickly throws the door open.

“May I speak sweetheart?” He smirks at her. She just nods. “Alcibiades! It’s a pleasure to finally properly be introducing myself! Your little performance caused quite a stir amongst your father’s court!”

Snapdragon attempts to take a photo but Alcibiades snaps his fingers and a radio-like symbol appears over her screen, bricking the Goetia’s phone.

“I’m terribly sorry my dear but I must insist no pictures. I’d rather not hurt anyone… yet.” Lani pulls Snap behind her protectively. Alcibiades laughs. “Oh come now, don’t look so glum! I’m here to help!”

Lani laughs nervously. “Help? How exactly?”

“I want to help you wrangle this ridiculous thing you’re trying! Starting with your little runaways!” He wraps his arm around Lani summons a tentacle and flings them out the door, leaving Snapdragon behind.

“HEY!! WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHILE YOU’RE GONE IF I DON’T HAVE MY PHONE?! READ A BOOK?! Stupid prick…”

Meanwhile Lani wraps her arms around Alcibiades’s neck as the two of the fly through the air. Lani screams as Al chuckles. “We’re fine Leilani! I’ve got you! Your father would have my head if I dropped you.”

“ARE YOU INSANE?! WE’RE FLYING THROUGH THE AIR!! YOU NEED TO PUT ME DOWN YOU PSYCHO!!” She screams in fear.

“Not the best time or place to do that.” He smirks at her.

”NO NO! YOU’RE RIGHT! PLEASE DON’T PLEASE DON’T!!” She clings to him tighter.

As they start to fall Alcibiades summons another tentacle to catch them. “See? No harm done! Now time to go find your delinquents!” He sets her down and walks off in a certain direction.

Lani glares at him. “Listen, you make be tall, dark, and powerful but you don’t scare me! And you don’t get to talk about my friends like that!”

“Oh you naive little thing! No no no no!” He shakes his head patronizingly. “Degenerate sinners like them and me are incapable of love! We only know misery, inflicting it upon ourselves and those around us!”

“I think you’re wrong! I think that there is some good in them and I think they do care about each other! In fact I think there’s even some good in you!” She smirks.

He laughs in her face as the two of them continue walking. “Bless your heart, Leilani. You really think these deplorables can change! No no no no! They ran out of chances when they ran out of breath! This glorious battlefield of chaos is the consequences of our sins! There is no undoing what’s been done!”

“Interestingly enough, that’s not actually true! I’ve been looking into human traditions and there’s a special sacrament called “reconciliation”-”

Alcibiades laughs again. “Oh yes! Your redemption project! I simply cannot wait to watch the scum of the Earth repeatedly trudge forward in their Sisyphean task! Only to fall down back into the fiery clutches of failure!” His voice becomes rather titillated as he fantasizes about her guests.

“And who said you were helping?”

“Why Leilani, I’ve come all this way! Surely you’re not going to turn down a poor, helpless little sinner, who’s come to your doorstep, begging for a place to stay?”

“Okay… firstly it’s Lani. And secondly, you are the last thing I would classify as a poor helpless little Sinner. Besides, you’re sketchy and can you see your fellow man as a joke! Well, I don’t. So if you want to stay, how about we make a little wager?” She smirks at the most powerful warlord in her father’s roster.

“A deal from the devilishly devious Demonbelle herself! Go on…” His curiosity peaks as he leads her towards her friends.

“I’ll bet you that my good will has rubbed off on Antony and that he hasn’t even gotten into any trouble while he’s been away! If he has then you may become the manager of the estate! You may stay as long as you desire, and I’ll even give you some leniency with our guests! But because I have faith in Antony, when you lose you have to become my bitch!” Her entire face is engulfed in a Cheshire grin!

He laughs out loud. “Spunky! I like that! And what would it be in your little dog entail?”

“No fights with other overlords! No harming the guests! No more psychological torture of any of the souls YOU own while you’re under my employment! AND you’d have to do whatever I say, until I decide to terminate your contract with us! Still care to take that wager?” She smirks again this time holding out her hand, full faith in humanity and her friends on display.

Alcibiades grabs her hand. “It’s a deal! By the way… duck.”

She turns to the right and sees a giant sign flying over one of the buildings. She screams and jumps out of the way just as the sign comes crashing down, cracking the ground underneath.

Lani runs over to where the sign came from and finds Antony and Viola dodging bombs and other explosives coming from a strange looking air craft. It was like a flying pirate ship mixed with a steam punk aesthetic. It had multiple stories and a dark trim.

"HATCHLINGS, THE BOMBS AREN'T WORKING!! FIRE THE DEATH CANON!!" A snake-man shouts from the main deck. He has his hood pulled back into a high ponytail. He had on an olive green vest and a cravat tucked into it. Over it he has on what could only be described as a pirate coat. It was a dark green mixed with a slight gray tone.

"Yes Captain!" His olive green eggs with some aqua blue specs salute the snake as they roam around the ship. They had no mouth slits only an opening for their eyes.

Lani turns to Alcibiades. "Okay, I know this looks bad but there's no reason to suggest Antony started the fight!"

"HA! Two dicks and STILL a virgin!!" Antony taunts as Viola flips and volts over the rubble as she tries tossing rocks at them.

"STOP SAYING THAT!! IT WASN'T FUNNY THE FIRST 14 TIMES!" The snake whines.

"I don't think I will! I plan to finish what I started!" Antony smirks at him.

Lani resigns herself to a seat on the rubble as she hides her face in her hands.

Alcibiades summons one of those old microphones with a circle rim and a star shaped in the middle and waves it around as a portal opens and two has-beens fall out.

"Princess Leilani, the little ladybug in the peach poodle skirt is Momo. The bat is Hue."

"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!!" The bat sinner shouts angrily at him.

Lani takes a cautious step over. "Then what should I call you?"

The bat scoffs. "Nunya. As in Nunya Business."

"Well it's nice to meet you Nunya!" Lani smiles innocently.

Nunya deadpans at the princess. "...Just call me Noir. It's better that what this shit stain calls me." He laments dusting off his clothes. His brown hair swoops to the left in his bangs and the rest is pulled back into a ponytail coming down onto the same side over his shoulder. The inside of his ears and wings was a deep ruby color (matching in hue to his hairtie), while his clothes were a complimentary green. The emerald green pants and mint shirt with an emerald collar over his more chubby body. And to top it all off he had black eyes with yellow pupils. Alcibiades must own his soul.

Lani's pale pink dusts with a slight blush, turning her barely pink skin a darker hue. Noir was pretty attractive for an older man.

As for Momo she was dressed in a sweet peach pink poodle skirt with a coral pink blossom design on it. She had a single eye and unlike most of the sinners in hell she actually had an iris. Her eye itself was black, the iris red, and the pupil yellow. At the tips of her antenna were peach blossoms, the same color as her dress, while her hair was a tart red color. Her bangs parted open to reveal her eyes and the ends curl under her chin in a bob shape.

Alcibiades waves his star shaped microphone around, preparing a new ritual. "Momo, get the Cirque De Soleil performer out of there. Hue, you grab that very clearly masculine queer."

Momo scurries over and hoists Viola over her head, holding her by the waist. "A new toy for my collection!" She giggles excitedly, like a school girl being given a new doll.

Hue on the other hand hoists Antony over his shoulder. Antony laughs at the man. "Take me out ta dinner first before you start the bedroom treatment grandpa!"

"Oh please... I'm probably only 5 years older than you." Noir rolls his eyes.

Antony chuckles, playing along. "If we're counting birth years, sure!"

"Shut up, before I spank you!" Noir shuffles over to the group.

"Mmh! Kinky! Harder daddy!" Antony moans, trying to elicit a reaction from the older, handsome bat sinner.

"Not in you wet dreams." Noir grumbles as he sets Antony down next to Lani. The two of them exchange looks before they each motion to Noir and smirk together.

Alcibiades waves his mic, radio runes flying through the air as they latch onto the snake sinners airship. Before anyone else knew what was happening a portal was summoned and oozing tentacles slither their way out and up. They grasp onto the air ship, rattling the snake and his hatchlings. It slams the ship against buildings and runs them across concrete walls and glass.

Before it was done it slams the ship against the ground and finally chucks it into another circle of pride entirely.

"Well that was fun! Let's get going Demonbelle!" He circles his arm around Lani's, but she pulls away.

"Just a moment..." She walks over to Viola and Antony, feeling guilty for how she left things. Lani looks at the two tearfully. “I’m so sorry! I was just trying to do what I thought was best! But I realize that I may have crossed a boundary and said some really horrible things. Please just come back! I’ve been so worried about you two! I promise from now on I’ll be more open and understanding about you humans.”

Antony's voice stops her in frantic confusion. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lani, calm down! We’re not leaving Atlantis! We just… needed a breather to cool off. It’s completely normal!” He reassures her.

"Oh, is it? My father and I would just scream at each other until we felt better and then I’m going to reach other for months. That was during the rare times that he had custody. I suppose you don’t really understand your normal…” She flushes and twiddles her thumbs together nervously.

Viola nods. "Why not? I've got no where else to go in this putrid trash fire of a realm. At least that halfway house will be a reprieve from the madness out here."

"Yeah... about that..." Lani laughs nervously.

Alcibiades comes over and holds her shoulders, rubbing his cheek on the top of her head. "I look forward to working with you Demonbelle! I promise not to make your residence too uninhabitable!"

Lani squeezes her eyes closed in shame. "... yeah. That."

There's a beat of silence before Viola burst out laughing. "Okay... this might actually be interesting now. I'll admit, I'm all too interested in what he could bring to the table."

Lani turns to Antony. "So... who was the pirate you were fighting?"

Antony shrugs and folds his lower set of arms as his upper arms fold behind his head. "Eh... he's more of a steampunk inventor... okay he did look like a pirate huh? Well his name... I don't remember actually I just call him Serpy because we've been at odds for years and it would be awkward to ask for his name now."

Once the 6 of them get back, Lani sees Snapdragon shriek and stuff a book under a throw pillow. "WHAT?! I WASN'T READING!! SHUT UP!"

Lani sighs, and bringsAlcibiades up to the hall right under the observatory. She carves out a door in the wall and creates a now floating tower for him. "You may use this for your creative space and the room at just downstairs for yours."

Begin Photo Transcriptions:

-Photo One: A series of ten lettters from the writing system called Atlantean. 

-Photo Two: Screenshot of text. All of it is center aligned. The first line of writing is in bold and says, “‘I meet you’ in Atlantean.” The word Atlantean is in italics. On the next line there are five tildes to seperate the lines of text. The third line is written in a smalled font and says “On this page you will find lore, worldbuilding, a created language, far too many details for one story, and a smattering of memes created just for fun.” This is followed by five tildes again. The next line says, “‘The Atlantis Project’ is a historical fantasy story told in two parts.” This screenshot ends with five tildes.

-Photo Three: The first line says: “The First:” The second line says “1957 London” in bold. It is followed by three paragraphs of text. “A retired Army soldier turned historian Endeavor Amadeo is approached by an old friend with a mission unlike any other. He is tasked with finding the lost continent of Atlantis, a feat deemed impossible by many. But Amadeo has more up his sleeve than he is willing to share. He carries with him the stories of generations of Atlanteans that fled their country, artifacts that fill a shoebox that now encompassed the whole of a continent's identity, and a language that has not been spoken in centuries. He is joined by the crew of the Macon Rhodes and Admiral William Moore for his journey. The Admiral will become a welcomed friend during the months of travel throughout the Mediterranean Sea, south of Europe, and the northernmost coast of Africa.A story of riddles and puzzles and finding lost things with the help of an eager naval crew and a newfound friend.” This photo also ends with five tildes.

-Photo Four: The first line says “The Second:” The second line says “1200 BC Atlantis” in bold. It is followed by three paragraphs of text and two lines of writing that are one sentence each. It says “The continent of Atlantis has thrived untouched for many centuries in its spot in the Atlantic ocean, the home of their goddess Noseah. The ten sons, created from the mountain’s own hand, each crafted kingdoms with an individual purpose and a beauty of their own. In the centuries that followed their creation the ten kingdoms of Atlantis created a space of their own on their islands.Of these ten kingdoms, the two queens of Autochita, the northernmost island, have chosen to pass on the rule of the kingdom to their son, Naheel.But, before he can be king, he must first honor the journey that the mountains took to create the ten sons. He must travel to the nine islands and take part in the culture and beauty of each, to fully grasp the effect that each of the kingdoms has on his own. Prince Naheel begins his journey in the grasslands of Gadeiria, with a handsome guard who is sworn to protect him no matter what.This is a story of a Prince’s journey to become king.And it is the story of how Atlantis came to sink and be lost in the sea it once worshiped.” This photo also ends with five tildes.

-Photo Five (the last): The first line says in bold “Information About This Tumblr.” This is followed by three bullet points. The first: “This is mostly just for fun, I like to share the process of working on this project with people and I thought that this page would be the best way.” The second, which is bold and italics, “Everything found on this page is my own creation, unless otherwise specified.” The last bullet point says: “While the story itself does not (yet) have a name, it has been referred to consistently as the “Atlantis Story” or “Atlantis Project” in all of my notes and research that I have conducted over the past few years.” This screenshot ends with five tildes.