five { video } reflex hallucination

[theminotaur]

[ will had told abigail to stay away from some people (one people) in particular and she's pretty good at it when it comes to person to person stuff, but she knows the network opens her up to the possibility of running into them so to speak.

but she's doing it anyway, it's not like abigail is known for good life choices.

so here she is, chin propped in her hand as she sits at what looks like a dining room table. her long brown hair is down around her shoulders, as always, neatly covering her scars. things abigail will never get: a hair cut. ]

So, considering the recent events, I'm curious. Who here believes in god? Capital G, maybe lowercase, whatever one you like. It's probably been asked before, but-- [ she shrugs. she wasn't here, so she doesn't care. gonna ask it again. ] Devil and Heaven and all that jazz applies, too.

I'm just curious.

Comments

[tardily]

Don't put that into the universe, now he's going to find a way and then there goes our safety net. I don't know if you can call it a safety net.

But I don't think he can. Since the Devil always came to somewhere, like Georgia, God just looked down from the clouds as a beam of light or sent an angel.

[ beam of light, hearing voices, you know same difference and someone watching one too many movies apparently. ]

[theminotaur]

[ that causes her to snort a laugh. ]

I highly doubt the Devil is actually from Georgia.

[tardily]

[ barry just ends up smiling at the snort. he knows better than to comment on those. ]

I heard it gets pretty hot there in the summer and it doesn't even really snow all that much. If there was a state you had to pick him to be from, I don't know, I think that one might be it.

Then again, he doesn't sound all that Southern. So you might be right.

[theminotaur]

Have you lived through a Minnesota winter? Hell might be hot, but heat doesn't have to lock on Hellish conditions.

you don't even have to respond i am slow trash

[tardily]

No, but Missouri can have some mean winters. And that's not even counting how mean the Ozarks can get if you're up there in the winter.

Then again, if you've got a story about digging yourself out of a doorway, I might have to concede defeat.