The Root of All Evil

"Tell him that you are willing to help him on his path to redemption. Confess to him that you once had a crush on him," the voice said.

Target > 35

1d100+4 Roll = 83

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 5

"Wait, what? Confess?" Lucas shrugs off her hand. "My dad put you up to this? I'm not into all this holier than thou bullshit."

The command to reveal her old crush has Zoe blushing again. It was just a stupid crush on a stupid boy. Nothing worthy of a second thought. So why does the Lord care? She pinches her side to admonish herself for questioning Him. Even Jesus faced trials. To Lucas she says, "Look. Jesus loves you, but you have to admit to your sins before you can be cleansed."

Zoe swishes her dress back and forth and stares at her feet. "I have to admit to mine too. I had a crush on you. Once. A stupid little crush." Her voice gets smaller. "I got yelled at for writing your name in the hymnals with hearts all around it."

He laughs. "You're so weird, Z. I'm what? Supposed to tell you one of my secrets now?"

"Flirt and feign interest in him to not only gain his trust but entice him into telling you all his dirty little sins. He can only be healed by first confession and it is up to you to get that confession no matter what," the voice said.

Target > 60

1d100+5 Roll = 74

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 6

Zoe starts at hearing the voice in her head again. Flirt? With this sinner? God must have a reason, she tells herself. There must be some reason He'd want her to stoop so low as to pretend even for an instant she feels something for Lucas. She meets his eyes. "Yeah. Tell me something. I told you something already." Her face burns with another blush.

He takes a drag on his cigarette. "Sure, sure. How about this? I only hang around because of the MILFs at this church. They're all down bad." He grabs the front of his trousers. "And their husbands just ain't big enough."

"Just aren't big enough? I don't understand." She glances to where he's cupping himself. "Oh. Oh!" Looking away from his crotch to keep from staring, Zoe mumbles more to herself than to him, "I think this is what God wants? The honest truth..."

"Want names? I could rattle them off." He smirks like the Devil himself. "Bet you'd be surprised."

Was this God's plan? To root out the sin in the congregation? If the Lord wills it, then Zoe has to obey. She owes it to her stepfather to make sure his flock stays pure.

"Listen to his story and offer to help him in any way he desires. Follow his instructions so you can lead him back to the righteous path," the voice said.

Target > 95

1d100+6 Roll = 90

Failed Suggestion

Zoe Bellamy:

Corruption Points = 6

She hesitates. Doubts bubble up unbidden. Is this God? Couldn't the Devil speak as a voice of authority in her head too? She steals a glance at Lucas as if expecting a forked tongue to flicker out past his cigarette. "No. I think God wants you to confess your sins, not the sins of others. You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house. Or something like that."

"You sure?" He steps in close and breathes out smoke next to her ear. "Mrs. B is one of them."

Zoe coughs. "Mrs. B? That's what you call my mom, stupid. And she's happily married."

"Like I said, he ain't big enough. He can preach all he wants, but here's what a blessing from God looks like." Lucas fumbles with the fly of his trousers. "Stand right there and I can show you the root of all evil."

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Zoe.