We're ending this with a couple Vixen and Dash notes.. following their individual adventures (after they're split in the prelude).
Kind of ending this mission on an odd note - the odd note of 7-Eternal!

Vixen's style shines, especially past the prelude where it's all her story.          
While the location's 'hinted at' in the title, you sorta have to read it to see the 'magic' of the place... Though guessing the inspiration for it shouldn't be too hard. This's one we have a LOT of fun with! Not a very serious pace at all, although our heroes are certainly in over their head. Vixen, especially, is talented at giving Vixen a trip through hell that's not only a fun read, but a unique look at her past.

Welcome to 7-Eternal, Dash and Vixen!

(Prelude- co written with Dash)

Through the ethereal mists of the visions of Skylaria, the princess of the sky of the afterlife, Vex could see her sister and Dash taking in their surroundings - or trying to.

She'd have giggled, maybe, if a spirit could giggle, at the look in their eyes.

Confusion was nothing new, but their surroundings sure were!

Vex wasn't surprised. Dash had gone through a personal version of 'hey-daze' getting to this point, and Vixen had just been thrown into the situation hardly half an hour earlier!

The smoke cleared and they found themselves.. elsewhere. Very elsewhere.

"What the hell? This is the weirdest place I've seen!" Vixen exclaimed.

Dash nodded in agreement. Despite the powerful florescent lights above that looked to be too strong to safely look directly into, the whole place had a harsh haze of shadows fell everywhere. Oddly enough, there were a row of magazines in front of them. Looking either way told Dash the section seemed to stretch a city block either way.

Suddenly a big booming voice shouted "YOU CAN'T SAY HELL HERE!"

Dash jumped a little. "Geezz.. even a PA system." Dash glanced around to their sides, seeing a 'housewares' sign to one side. Only.. hell had been scratched out, replaced by the word "heck." What the-?!

Row's of burning bag's of snacks were in that section. Instead of hotdogs there were hotcats. They actually look like cats, Vixen thought. Dash let out an impressed whistle when he saw the "Sneaky Pete's hot babe calender" section, but he purposely avoided drawing Vixen's attention to it.

"Oh wow.. Vanilla hel- I mean Heckflame and MC Hecker." Vixen said as she looked threw a bin of '2 for a meat' CD's. Once again, the words 'hell' were crossed out, with 'heck' written above them.

"Geez, a hundred sixty meet for a candy bar, though?" Dash shook his head. "At least it's buy 90, get the next one half off."

"Well I suppose... 200 meet for a Hecksi©?! So much for getting a drink.." Vixen facepalmed.

"Is that anything like a Dyspepsi?" Dash wondered aloud.

"NO, NO IT IS NOT!", the booming PA voice insisted. "ANY INFERENCE TO THE CONTRARY WILL BE DELTH WITH HARSHLY!"

"Well, by the time this is over were both going to be deth." Vixen sighed.

"Do you mean, 'deaf?'" Dash asked.

"Yes!" Vixen laughed. "Thats the human word I'm looking for!"

Dash grinned. "Riiight. Alright, let's get the Hey Daze OUT of here!"

The booming voice interrupted again. "7 ETERNAL IS TIRED OF THAT JOKE! SEBASTIAN DASH AND ARC NICHOLAS! REPORT TO THE NEW EMPLOYEE INFERNAL TRAINING ROOM IMMEDIATLY! Also, cleanup in isle two million six thousand seven hundred five."

"Great, you pissed the PA guy off, Dash.." Vixen shook her head..

Dash grabbed her arm, pulling her in a random direction. "Let's go before. . . ."

"Hold on I really need to use the 'Little girl's room'," Vixen said.

"Wait, I don't know if," Dash started to say.

"You wait right there, dont wanna get lost here!" Vixen said to Dash before she disappeared into the "Lil Vixen's room.."

"But.. sigh," Dash said, actually saying the 'sigh' bit. He'd noticed there was an actual picture of Vixen on the door, raising his suspicions a little bit. Not only that, but the already-suspicious 'Lil Vixen's room' tag seemed like it was taped over something else.

Suddenly, the PA voice boomed, shaking Dash in his boots. Or whatever it is he was wearing. "PLEASE IGNORE ANY PART OF THE 'NEW EMPLOYEES TRAP' SIGN SHOWING UNDER THE OTHER SIGN, IF THERE IS ANY. WE.. ER.. REPLACED THAT WITH A BATHROOM." It paused and in a much quieter, softer voice added, "Also ignore any other unconvincing aspect of the new employee's trap room."

Dash called into the 'restroom' several times for Vixen to hurry. Thankfully, she hadn't left him holding her purse. "That's it," Dash covered his eyes with one hand, and planted his forearm on the other. "I'm going in- AHRGH!" Before Dash knew what was happening, he was pulled away into the distance by. . . . stay tuned for the Dash solo piece for the answer to that one!
End co written prelude

 
          “Well this isn't the restroom...” Vixen paused. “Employee Vixen put on your uniform and report to 'The Boss', prepare for eternity to eternity shifts and low wages.” The PA shouted. “What If I refuse?” Vixen asked growling. “There is no refusal, report to 'The Boss,'” the PA shouted. Vixen looked down finding herself in a '7 Eternal' uniform. A half unbuttoned top with a short skirt. With the '7 Eternal' logo on the front.

 
          “Report to 'The Boss'!” The PA shouted again. Vixen sighed and started walking to the office. She looked around. Empty lockers. Looks like I won't share this hey daze experience with anyone else. Vixen left the 'New employee room'. The hallway easily could have been 2 blocks long, and carried the same wallpaper the whole way. There were three doors. The room she just came from, the door into the store, and the door with big blood red letters 'The Boss.'

 
“Vixen! Welcome to my proud '7 Eternal team'!” The Boss shouted. Vixen examined the boss. Tall, ugly. He wore a 7 Eternal. A fox. Missing Several teeth. “Oh Goddess not you,” Vixen Face palmed. “Hahahaheheheyeehaha thats right me! The crazy drunk from the dead lands!” Vixen read the name tag, it read 'Crazy Joe'. “Now, that we've been rudely introduced. Restock the Gluttony section. It should only take a days.” Joe ordered. “If you disobey you lose your half a minute break!”

Vixen obeyed oddly enough. Somehow willingly forced to work. As if she was controlled.
“When your done report here for more work.” Joe ordered. Vixen once again walked the 2 block hall, exiting into the near silent, gloomy store. She walked past the 'Adulterer' magazine section. Vixen thought about the titles. Play Heck magazine. Again hell was scribble out with heck written over it.. another fun one: Barely Eternal. Vixen finally reached the gluttony section. A giant box of various fatty foods awaited her to stock them.

 
          “WELL THEY AREN'T GOING TO STOCK THEMSELVES! GET ON THAT!” The PA screamed nearly making vixen deaf. “Alright, Bleep.” Vixen yelled. “Wait what the...”
“HEY DAZE NOTICE: All swearing will now be censored. Hey Daze Has Just become a PG-13 area.” The PA shouted. “You gotta be bloody kidding me!” Vixen yelled. She kicked over a box.

            Vixen started stocking shelfs. She started with the 'Heckfire BBQ' row and the 'Dill Cucumber' row. Why am I doing this? Vixen wondered. There were rows and rows of chips, candy, unhealthy health foods.. it really was the gluttony section. When she finally finished the PA sounded. “Half a minute break has begun! Report to 'The Boss' when over!' Vixen drank a 'Hecksi' as fast as she possibly could... The Pa counted down. “8...7...6...5..4..3...2...1 Breaks over, report to the boss immediately.”

 
          Vixen sighed and walked down the hall again. This time there was a statue of Joe every block. They All seemed to laugh and stare at vixen. Once she reached Joe's office there was a new arrival. A secretary, a male one. A vision of.. “Oh not you again..!” Vixen exclaimed. Another fox that Vixen hates was sitting behind the desk. Using the nickname 'Indiana Fox'. “Wait just one moment please, Joe will see you soon.”

          “Soo.. why are you here, please tell me your dead..” Vixen growled at him. “Woah! Easy foxy, and FYI I'm not dead.. yet. I'm just a vision to make your Hey Daze experience worse..” The perverted Indiana Fox explained. Vixen facepalmed. “Can I just see Joe? You Clamming idiot...” “Yeah sure go ahead, give me a kiss first?” Indiana fox laughed. “Bleep! you!” Vixen shouted!

            Vixen walked into the office. “Ah Vixen, I hope you like the new employee. Oh I need you to refill the 'Burpies©' and 'Murkies©'machine's.” Joe said. “Yes boss,” Vixen said. She left the room. “Oooh tough job, be glad they give you gloves, that bleep! will freeze you in seconds!” Indiana fox explained sighing. “What you actually care?” Vixen asked. “Well yeah, you're the only thing to look at besides the magazines.” Vixen resisted killing him right there.

 
          “Well I'm goin to yeah..” Vixen ran off. She wished that the statues were gone this time. She went threw the door to find two machines and a bag of syrup. Gloves are mysteriously place on Vixen's hands. This shouldn't be to difficult... Vixen thought. She emptied the syrup into both machines. One fiery red one and a freezing blue one. Several hours later she finished. “Special time bonus today, all employee' get a whole minute of break time!” Gee thanks She thought. “Oh I didn't notice that before. I wonder if 'Hot Lava Java cloffee© is really that hot,” Vixen thought out loud.
“IT IS!” The PA shouted. That gives me an idea Vixen planned. She quickly grabbed a cup of clofee and ran to the boss's office and barged threw the door. “I QUIT!” Vixen shouted. She poored 'Lava Hot Java' into Joe's eyes. He screamed, probably swearing more then Vixen ever did in her whole life. Vixen made a quick exit. Through the isles of convenience store products, out the door and... well you're just goin to have to wait till next time to find out what happens!

( Heh.. if ya didn't see the earlier Vixen roleplays, that's where "Indiana Fox" shows up.. worth checking out.. next up, the last roleplay- Sebastian Dash is on hand for it! )