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[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{A very handsome and suave looking man steps onto the Plane, and looks entirely unimpressed by his surroundings, oddly enough}

Is this supposed to be punishment? I hope not, since that would mean that you're getting soft, you old bastard. I don't think anyone would appreciate that. Especially your worshipers that are afraid of your wrath.

{He looks up at the sky anyways, and in his head, recites the names of the different cosmos that he sees. They aren't the names that humans have come up with, of course, but since he and his brother created most of them, well, he figures he's entitled to name them whatever he damn well pleases. Like that one? That's the John Milton nebula, just as thanks for penning Paradise Lost.}

It could have at least been a little more imaginative. I'm disappointed, honestly. No fire, no pitchforks, not even an unpleasant thing in sight. Well, except that bar, but most people would definitely consider that a positive thing.

{But he nods anyways}

It seems like I'm not alone, though. I wonder if that's supposed to be a worrisome thing, or if this is just part of "your plan" too. It's no Hell, it's just a minor inconvenience, but I'm not going to hang around. I'm tired of all this "destiny" nonsense, and I'm not planning to fit into your plan anymore.

{With a chuckle} Really, I thought at least you would know that.

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[mercwamouth]

[Scribbles on a note pad]

AND I THOUGHT I LIKED TO HEAR MY OWN VOICE.

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{Unamused}

[mercwamouth]

ITS AN EXPERIMENT. THE TWINS DID IT.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Dorothy's dribbling a basketball, looking just slightly bored.]

It's not punishment, it's an experiment. Or so they tell me. Honestly, I don't think it really matters.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Just...sort of staring. Because she feels something there, something akin to Yami, and yet wholly different.]

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{Chuckles, dryly}

[mercwamouth]

NEW GUY, EH? AND WHO'RE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE?

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{He looks back, nodding to her. He knows right away that she's a God, but he doesn't know which one. There are too many.}

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{A hint of a smile}

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[It takes Ammy a moment to respond.]

Indeed, I am. And you are something...well, akin to one, I should think. An odd scent indeed, and yet all at once familiar.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Dunno. "The Twins", I guess, and there's a woman, I think. But I can't be sure.

[Sooooomething about this guy makes Dorothy a little... nervous. She's certainly reluctant to make eye contact, but she's determined to be as polite as possible!]

You're not stuck here, just you know. You can come and go as you please, and time won't pass in your world while you're here. So it can be pretty convenient, in some situations. It's not bad, this place.

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[mercwamouth]

SATAN? YEAH IM DEFINITELY HALLUCINATING YOU. SATAN COULDNT POSSIBLY LOOK THIS GAY.

[Then why are you writing that instead of thinking it...?]

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

{Raises an eyebrow at the idea, but he nods. To him, that makes it seem like another cosmos, which is perfectly sensible to him.}

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[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[shrug!] Don't think so. Gods aren't that proactive.

[In her vast and sweeping experience, anyway. She continues dribbling-- it gives her something to focus on.]

The Doctors tell me this place is a Machine, and I'm inclined to trust them. Maybe the Twins are just... I don't know, programmers, or something.

[mercwamouth]

BLOND? REALLY? COME ON. USUALLY MY IMAGINATION IS A LITTLE MORE CONVINCING.

[each-your-own.livejournal.com]

[mercwamouth]

NAH BUT I DEFINITELY WOULDNT HAVE EXPECTED BLOND FASHIONABLE MALE.

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[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Maybe not in your world, no, but you'd be surprised what people 'round here can come up with.

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[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

'Course it is. Most of the people here are from different universes. Sometimes there's different versions of the same person.

[Shrug. Everything she says is so blasé, as if it all makes perfect obvious sense to her. Well, it DOES, but. Y'know.]