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Welcome to Satan's Silhouette, the upscale watering hole that many of Hell's biggest celebrities frequent. Located in the City of Dis, Hell's epicenter of heretical activity, Satan's Silhouette is run by a small, but highly disgruntled staff who won't take shit from any of you. Need to drown your sorrows? Satan's Silhouette has got the cement shoes ready.

You find yourself in the City of Dis; the sixth level of Hell and the epicenter for all heretic activity. You have the sudden realization that you are very very dead. Get over it. The iron gates before you have seen better days, and the dilapidated buildings seem void of activity. Not comforting. Your curiosity gets the best of you (stupid human). You walk down the empty, dusty, streets of Dis searching for life (or anything for that matter). The whispers of the dead seem borne into the wind, and it sends shivers up your spine. The sky is black with clouds of soot and ash from a distant volcano. You feel utterly alone.

You feel a soft thump under your feet. Is it Lucifer trying to come up and get your sorry ass? Perhaps its a horde of brain sucking vampires? Neither. It's music that's being played way to loud.

Your curiosity leads you to the basement doors of a building. The building seems recently burnt down, the wooden pieces still smoldering and smoking. The doors have the words "Satan's Silhouette" spray painted across them. The music is definitely coming from there.

"What the hell. I'm already dead," you reason with yourself as you open the doors and go to your potential doom.

You make your way down the dank stairwell. Two iron doors stand before you. They open by themselves. The music hits you full blast. Catatonic guitars and haunting vocals; just as anyone would expect in Hell.

You enter and the doors slam behind you. No turning back now, foolish mortal.

The club is filled with the creatures of Hell; demons, vampires, and those much like yourself. A lone DJ hangs from the ceiling above the dance floor in a bird cage. Four pillars are raised from the dance floor, housing a box of paper. The shadowy figures of Incubae and Succubae (sex demons, you novice) can be seen behind them. A bar sits to your right. Hell isn't so bad after all.

The bartender sets a glass of water in front of you. He smiles and passes his hand over the glass. The clear liquid slowly gives away to the crimson color of wine.

"Welcome to Satan's Silhouette."

Intro by drkhearted

1. Know the rules.

2. No stupidity.

3. Obey the mods. Fear and respect drkhearted and minimaize.

4. No promoting of other communities. They are unworthy and uncool.

5. Long posts and pictures must be cut. For you newbs out there, use these codes: <*lj-cut*>YOUR POST HERE<*/lj-cut*> (without the *'s of course).

6. No graphic pictures or porn, perverts.

7. If a post offends someone in respect to their gender, race, religion, etc. the post will be deleted.

8. The mods have the power to delete any posts they wish. Don't bitch about it or you WILL be banned.

9. No evangelical or bible-hugging posts. Or Maize will shove a flamethrower up your ass.

10. Follow these Ten Commandments and you won't be banned.

Think you are ready? Join at your own risk, my gentle snowflakes.

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