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[color=white][center]Yaoguai, Demons, Oni, Shedu, Djinn...
Call them what you wish, but their motive is roughly identical.
Lingam Yoni is one such malevolent Rakshasa. White skin, feminine, lithe...
and a large cock between her legs. Small when abeyant, however, easy to harden.
Long, elven ears, ecru, shoulder-length hair, pink nipples, and blue hair veil a proud mind.
A love of the finer things of life: owning people, tasty food, sex, romance, and booze.
In a world owned now by demons, Lingam's not the highest, but she's no bottom.
A natural caste to all people, and all demons higher than any human.
The world runs beneath the collective rule of the monsters.[/center]
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[collapse=Her!]Lingam stands very short, but her power slightly taller than she is. She is bound to the same paper as all other demons are, so as such, she must rely upon the Dai-oni to do any and all bidding. At least anything magical.

Light brown hair is crowed with ebony horns upon her wide, though cute face. Her voice pleasing, but often too loud and carries an aged rasp to it, not to mention an embarrassing lisp. She has a very flat chest, complimenting her lithe figure, and a very, very large member between her thin, twiggy legs. But, perhaps paradoxically, when flaccid, it sits just above her large testes at a very small length of two inches. When aroused, it stretches just barely over eighteen inches, and is five thick.

She isn't meek by any means, and suffers from very rapid manic depression and mood swings, often leading to moments of tears, followed by irrational glee. She speaks loudly, despite her lisp, and keeps herself very clean, taking time with makeup to cover any blemish, and to accentuate her girlish appearance.[/collapse]
[collapse=Her world!]As is akin to most all major corporations, the ones still standing, managers are a defining requirement. Paperwork passes desks at rapid pace, and nothing proceeds without a multitude of chicken-scratch signatures planted 'here, here, and here.' And most of the time, Lingam is the medium between the line managers, and the senior ones. The lines report to her, often with stacks of paper and phone calls, and she passes on the slips to the right people. Very much unlike a company, however, she often manages the dead, and where the bad folks go when they die.

The world was sent ablaze as soon as the gates of Hell opened up and the demons took control with little trouble. Of course, this was centuries ago, and now, the world rather unchanged, but with a global kingdom. The rulers: demons. The workers: humans. Simplicity, and pleasing. For the former, at least. Demons took up all the non-laborious jobs, from prostitution to teaching to sciences and beyond, where as humans are the laborers.

There is mixing of the classes, of course, but for the most part, humans remain quite often on their side of the city. This is usually a cordoned off segment, the slums, but occasionally, and in the more prosperous, governing regions and cities have the classes parted with physical barriers. A city atop a city, a 'shield' from the rabble below.

But of course, there are changes and subdivisions within these castes. Half-breeds are the unholy mix of demon and human. Naturally, they tend to carry less demonic features, but are tossed down below the shield as with all the rest of the trash. Never can they ascend beyond their species, and they are looked down upon by both parties, seeing it a bastardization on both sides.[/collapse]
[collapse=Her culture!]Culture is a very important part of Hell, and one that's been given all the time of the universe to flourish and evolve. The underworld is naturally depraved and debauched, so many things deemed taboo in earth's societies are but natural occurrences. Incest, is something very common, and very much well-accepted in the unholy bureaucracy. That, and it's one less form to fill out, considering the two already have the same last name.

Demons are a lustful, id-based people, and fear not of satisfying their needs and wants on a whim. Good food, good drink, plenty of sex, and anything else their blackened hearts, those who have one, desire. Once the right paperwork is filed, anything is possible.

Dai-onis are the highest, senior managers of Gehenna, and have virtually unlimited power. But are stupid, and for good reason. They are the most power beings, but lack the free will, their minds purposefully shackled by the Unholy One himself to prevent any rebellion, and to speed along the paper chase. Some argue that there are still unfettered Dai-oni siding with the humans, but these are little more than rumors, and the world sits firmly underneath the Unholy One's thumb.

When the humans' rule was usurped, the earth was broken up into different nations, and the lesser, but still shackled, Dai-oni were given the thrones to The Nation of China, of Europe, of North America, South America, Australia, Russia, and the very lonely Nation of Antarctica. A cold, desolate place where criminals are sent, as Australia was too small for sudden the influx of lawbreakers.[/collapse]
[collapse=Her life!]After an average day of passing papers between desks, sending them off and away to the proper pencil-pushers, Lingam heads back to her apartment. A tall, but single-story, Chinese-inspired designed place. Shanghai is her city of choice, whenever she's given that option, and living above the shield provides a wonderful view of the city below, but never any of the slums. It's nice to walk out on a cloudy day and feel the collected water vapor cling to her pale skin. But being up this high has its own issues. Quite namely: the cold. Low temperatures, ones much lower than Hell's, that is, aren't popular. Still relatively human at heart, room temperature and, to a point, lower won't kill them, but furrowed brows and idle grumbles aplenty once it drops below 70 degrees Fahrenheit.

Once she returns home and kicks off her high heels, there's a branch of things she takes part in. Almost a ritual, a bottle of sake finds her hand before anything else, though from there, it's a dice toss deciding. She doesn't bother with the menial side of living in a home, her pets and slaves make meals, clean, and do all the other works around the house.

Food happens to be one of her favorite passions in life, and in particular, pho is her most sought-after dish. Following soon after is anything sweet. Though cold, ice cream and milkshakes are about the only desserts she savors, and the only ones in which no matter the temperature it'll be eaten all the same. A sweet tooth the size of a shark's, Lingam, when not gulping down booze, can be found either with cream soda, root beer, or even cane sugar.

Aside from her love of food, she has other passions. Zoology and all the creatures of this world are a fantastic time sink, when she interested in more 'terse' hobbies. Beyond that, time is spent running on the treadmill, gambling, and playing video games. Unusual or especially creative hobbies aren't quite given the time they deserve with her schedule, and Lingam longs for the day she'll be able to pick up the violin again.

Of course, much like any demon, there are many things she hates. For starters is the cold, of course, but then comes spiders and insects, the creepy crawlies make her skin squirm. Smoking is another fervent hatred of hers, and still she coughs from her time managing the smoker's lounge in a run-down restaurant back in Hell.[/collapse]



[collapse=An alternate, work in progress, world: a rule from ancient China][collapse=盘古 – Pangu, the creator]The universal 'this' all began with a singular being: Pangu. Nothing existed, save for the amorphous chaos ever-present all around until it collected into a singular egg. An egg that incubated for years upon years, centuries upon centuries, and eons upon eons. It incubated in the void until the principals of Yin and Yang balanced, in which Pangu emerged.

The hairy giant formed a great schism betwixt Yin and Yang, his giant axe splitting Earth and Sky. In order to keep the two parted, Pangu stood between, holding the sky up from the Earth, and each day the sky grew ten feet higher, the Earth ten thicker, and Pangu himself growing ten taller. For eighteen-thousand years, Pangu stood there, all parts of existence ever-growing until his death. Though even now, he serves the universe well. All parts of his body formed all the word, the universe.[/collapse]

[collapse=神 – Shen, the gods]Yu Di, the Jade Emperor, stood as the god of gods, and a most benevolent figure. Upon his birth, the whole kingdom was filled with his light, and in his youth, he was compassionate, kind, and spent his entire childhood helping the disabled, the hungry, the poor.

Nuwa and Fuxi, the creators of all humanity are oft seen as half-snake, half-human figures. Partners both as siblings and in marriage, the two are worshiped for the creation of all mankind. Where as all the beasts of the Earth are descendants of the fleas that lived upon Pangu, humanity was crafted by Nuwa. Initially from yellow clay, they were created by hand, individually in Nuwa's longing for companionship. They were blessed with the ability to bear children, leading to the humanity of today.[/collapse]

[collapse=陽間 – Yang Jian, Earth]Mount Tai. A great peak of worship that pours out from the surrounding foresting, and a world unto its own. The over six hour climb to ascend its imposing, yet inviting height oft stated to be an effort well rewarded. The peaceful moments during this ascension plentiful, and the sight as the sun rises above the mountain, the golden glow intermixed with pinks, reds as it rises above Shen Tai spoken as one of the most beautiful sights of all. It is of little wonder why the along the seven-thousand steps temples are plentiful here, all devoted to gods and goddesses of old. Stone tablets, inscriptions, and beautiful flora once brought artists, poets, and scholars to the mountain, but now no more. As the saying goes, “If Mount Tai is stable, so is the entire country,” but all moments of peace and prosperity as fleeting as sand within a sieve.

The Earth of before was a nightmarish place for humanity to live. Large, deadly beasts roamed the world, and humans lacked the means to protect themselves from these monsters. Gods too few to help them, Yu Di entered a mountain cave, and spent many eon in meditation, collecting his Tao to become all powerful. However, during this period in history, yaoguai sought to rule the universe, to take control of all there is. The leaders of the demons have been lost to time, in a period now often known as 'The Great Purge.' With Yu Di out of their concern, the demons fought quickly in an undisciplined blitz, taking all of China, and then the rest of the known world. The yaoguai took up hold upon Mount Tai, stemming from there, and all the most holy temples desecrated, rebuilt in honor of the demons.[/collapse]

[collapse=中華帝國 – Empire of China]Now, a thousand years following the demons' usurp, all of the known world is beneath yaoguai rule. What was formerly Eurasia is now all of the Chinese Empire, a land of demonic rule. The demons remain upon the top, the rulers of the whole known world. Humans remain below all else, and toil, keeping the empire afloat, keeping the demons fed, and keeping the nation strong.[/collapse]
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