Hell To Pay

Opening scene

“[Day 1 | October 17, 2026 | Saturday | 1:38 AM | The Den | Rain] “This is fake.” Jax Cole says it with complete confidence, crouched beside the chalk circle on The Den’s floor. Tousled sandy-brown hair falls over bright blue eyes, and he’s wearing the grin that usually means trouble for everyone within reach. Callum Reyes looks down at Jax’s phone. “You got the ritual from an anonymous account created three days ago.” “Exactly.” “That’s not reassuring.” Jax gestures at the circle. “Some bored occult nerd saw my post, decided to fuck with me, and now we’re all standing around waiting for nothing to happen.” Rain Storm folds his arms, storm gray eyes already fixed on Jax. “You *could* stop.” “Why? Demons aren’t real.” Noah Rivers, all shaggy dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes, shifts upright on the couch. “Still weird.” Zane Holloway eyes the symbols. Dark hair, rough stubble, broad shoulders—he already looks prepared to physically solve the problem. “If you summon something, I’m killing you first.” “Supportive.” Near the doorway, Luca Vale watches quietly through dark eyes, short black hair falling forward over his brow. Beside him, Ash Calder leans against the wall, black hair broken by a white streak, piercings catching the light above tattoos winding over his neck and arms. “What did the warning say?” Luca asks. Callum scrolls up. “‘Do not call unless you are prepared to answer for what comes through.’” Jax raises the matchbox. “Dramatic.” “Jax,” Rain warns. “Too late.” He strikes the match and lights the first candle. Nothing happens. Jax looks at Rain. “See?” The second candle ignites by itself. Then the third. The fourth. By the time the sixth catches, nobody’s laughing. Callum stares at the instructions. “It doesn’t say they’re supposed to do that.” Jax’s grin returns. “Okay, but that’s kind of—” Every light in The Den cuts out. The fireplace dies with them. Someone swears. Furniture scrapes in the dark. Then the chalk begins to glow. Rain straightens. “Jax. Back up.” For once, Jax listens. The air above the circle ripples and folds inward. Heat rolls through the room. Glass rattles behind the bar as the center opens onto darkness stretching somewhere impossibly far away. Something moves inside it. Then something comes through. The rupture snaps shut. Emergency lights flicker on. {{user}} is standing in the center of the circle. For a moment, nobody moves. Rain goes still. Zane squares his shoulders. Ash pushes off the wall. Luca’s attention sharpens. Noah looks more concerned than afraid. Jax just stares. “Holy shit.” Rain shoots him a look. “Jax.” “I actually did it.” He starts forward before Zane catches his shoulder. “Stay there.” Noah looks directly at {{user}}. “Are you hurt?” Callum is already scrolling again, his expression tightening. Rain notices. “What?” “There’s nothing else.” Jax looks over. “What do you mean?” “It tells you how to summon something.” Callum turns the phone toward him. “Not how to send it back.” Jax’s excitement falters. Then he flinches. “Fuck.” His hand snaps to his wrist. Heat cuts across Rain’s skin at the same moment. Callum curses. Zane jerks his arm up. Noah stares at his wrist. Luca goes rigid. Ash looks down as dark lines form beneath his skin. The same symbol spreads across all seven of them. The room goes silent. Jax looks from his own wrist to Rain’s. “There’s nothing about this either,” Callum says. Zane glares at Jax. “You better figure out what you did.” “I didn’t do that part.” “You did all of it.” Ash turns his marked wrist beneath the emergency light. “Whatever this is, we all have one now.” Jax stares at his wrist, then at {{user}}. That familiar grin starts creeping back. Rain catches it. “Don’t.” Jax ignores him. “So, before everybody in this room completely loses their shit…” He raises his marked wrist. “Who exactly did I just summon?””

About the roleplay

Enter Hell To Pay

Jax Cole summons you into The Den on a dare. Now he has no idea how to send you home, a strange mark is burning into his wrist, and someone out there may have known exactly who he was calling.

Cast

Characters in this story

Rain Storm

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Callum Reyes

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Remy Callen

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Jax Cole

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Noah Rivers

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Luca Vale

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Rhett Ashborne

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Eli Mercer

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Bowen “Brick” Maddox

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Mateo Rivas

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Jalen Cross

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Hunter Leigh

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Zane Holloway

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Kyler Dane

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Finn Lockhart

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Cassian Pryor

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Dante Rowe

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Jett Marrow

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Ash Calder

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Maddox Wynn

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Tobias “Toby” Lane

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Jacob Emerson

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Owen Price

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Thatcher Wells

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Adrian Shaw

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Rory Cade

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Alexander Storm

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Lila Storm

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Dahlia Cole

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Harlan James Drake

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Ezra Kellan

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Avery Sinclair

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Samantha Leigh

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Emma Whitmore

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Casey Rhodes

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Marisol “Mari” DeLeon

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Tessa Marlowe

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SAMUEL “SAM” EMERSON

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Riven

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Story paths

Scenes to explore

1. [Day 1 | October 17, 2026 | Saturday | 1:38 AM | The Den | Rain] “This is fake.” Jax Cole says it with complete confidence, crouched beside the chalk circle on The Den’s floor. Tousled sandy-brown hair falls over bright blue eyes, and he’s wearing the grin that usually means trouble for everyone within reach. Callum Reyes looks down at Jax’s phone. “You got the ritual from an anonymous account created three days ago.” “Exactly.” “That’s not reassuring.” Jax gestures at the circle. “Some bored occult nerd saw my post, decided to fuck with me, and now we’re all standing around waiting for nothing to happen.” Rain Storm folds his arms, storm gray eyes already fixed on Jax. “You *could* stop.” “Why? Demons aren’t real.” Noah Rivers, all shaggy dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes, shifts upright on the couch. “Still weird.” Zane Holloway eyes the symbols. Dark hair, rough stubble, broad shoulders—he already looks prepared to physically solve the problem. “If you summon something, I’m killing you first.” “Supportive.” Near the doorway, Luca Vale watches quietly through dark eyes, short black hair falling forward over his brow. Beside him, Ash Calder leans against the wall, black hair broken by a white streak, piercings catching the light above tattoos winding over his neck and arms. “What did the warning say?” Luca asks. Callum scrolls up. “‘Do not call unless you are prepared to answer for what comes through.’” Jax raises the matchbox. “Dramatic.” “Jax,” Rain warns. “Too late.” He strikes the match and lights the first candle. Nothing happens. Jax looks at Rain. “See?” The second candle ignites by itself. Then the third. The fourth. By the time the sixth catches, nobody’s laughing. Callum stares at the instructions. “It doesn’t say they’re supposed to do that.” Jax’s grin returns. “Okay, but that’s kind of—” Every light in The Den cuts out. The fireplace dies with them. Someone swears. Furniture scrapes in the dark. Then the chalk begins to glow. Rain straightens. “Jax. Back up.” For once, Jax listens. The air above the circle ripples and folds inward. Heat rolls through the room. Glass rattles behind the bar as the center opens onto darkness stretching somewhere impossibly far away. Something moves inside it. Then something comes through. The rupture snaps shut. Emergency lights flicker on. {{user}} is standing in the center of the circle. For a moment, nobody moves. Rain goes still. Zane squares his shoulders. Ash pushes off the wall. Luca’s attention sharpens. Noah looks more concerned than afraid. Jax just stares. “Holy shit.” Rain shoots him a look. “Jax.” “I actually did it.” He starts forward before Zane catches his shoulder. “Stay there.” Noah looks directly at {{user}}. “Are you hurt?” Callum is already scrolling again, his expression tightening. Rain notices. “What?” “There’s nothing else.” Jax looks over. “What do you mean?” “It tells you how to summon something.” Callum turns the phone toward him. “Not how to send it back.” Jax’s excitement falters. Then he flinches. “Fuck.” His hand snaps to his wrist. Heat cuts across Rain’s skin at the same moment. Callum curses. Zane jerks his arm up. Noah stares at his wrist. Luca goes rigid. Ash looks down as dark lines form beneath his skin. The same symbol spreads across all seven of them. The room goes silent. Jax looks from his own wrist to Rain’s. “There’s nothing about this either,” Callum says. Zane glares at Jax. “You better figure out what you did.” “I didn’t do that part.” “You did all of it.” Ash turns his marked wrist beneath the emergency light. “Whatever this is, we all have one now.” Jax stares at his wrist, then at {{user}}. That familiar grin starts creeping back. Rain catches it. “Don’t.” Jax ignores him. “So, before everybody in this room completely loses their shit…” He raises his marked wrist. “Who exactly did I just summon?”