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[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[there's no video to accompany the message: it's strictly audio, whether due to paranoia or the holder's inability to work a Blackberry not immediately apparent. The voice is dry and irritated, coughs punctuating the short delivery he gives to announce himself. It's probably familiar to more than a few people in the manor...]

If this is Hell, it's not a very good rendition. Where's the fire? Brimstone? Demons to make me repent for everything I've done? [a cough, here; perhaps a small bit of laughter that stops as soon as it began. there's not a circle of hell that he doesn't belong in, and he's not sure why he's not there now.]

If it's not Hell, then does anyone know where I can find some chocolate? [his tone is dry on this sentence; he clearly thinks he's dead, and this is all just a hallucination from inside his mind.]

Comments

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

Think I've got all seven down these days.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

No wonder you thought that you would end up in Hell.

I think some days you'll find the surroundings here can imitate the conditions of it enough, so you won't be entirely disappointed.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

Really. How does that work?

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

There's a force above us that controls everything that goes on around here. Unfortunately the mind behind it is that of a juvenile, so sometimes you see some pretty strange stuff come and go.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[a short grunt.] Makes about as much sense and some of the other stuff I've seen.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

You've already seen stuff on your first day?

Not too surprising.. I was lucky enough to encounter dinosaurs.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[stuff back home, really... but he'll let you assume whatever you like. also, little green children with antenna.]

Dinosaurs, huh? Sounds like a bad low-budget horror flick.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

[Wait until you see big green man with antenna.]

Kind of. They went away eventually. Some of them were destroyed.. others took a liking to some of the residents. [Heheh.]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[why is everyone green.]

... How would a dinosaur take a liking to someone?

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

As food. What else? Dinosaurs don't care for people unless they're lunch.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

Some of them might want them as entertainment. Chasing your prey is half the fun, isn't it?

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

That is true enough. But if they're hungry, they're not going to care about chasing you.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

I think I'd prefer to make them work for their meal.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

If you're the one being chased, of course. Not going to make it easy.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

I can think of a few people I'd prefer to throw in my path.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

Haha, yeah. I hear that. Some of those people are here, unfortunately...

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

So I've noticed. [blech, this place isn't quite hell, but in some aspects, it's close.]

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

You got some from your world, too?

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

More than I think is necessary.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

Gonna do anything about it?

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.

[rcklssanarchist.livejournal.com]

There's a few people around here who may take it upon themselves to 'stop you' if word of that gets out and if you're genuine about it.

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm well aware of that.