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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[So! Guess who has been being annoyingly vocal about getting out? And who has a whole new set of icons due to a whim?

That's right! Brigitta is back on the Plane yet again, this time looking a lot more dressed up than usual, clingy red dress, done up hair, make up... The works, she looks like she's been to a great big party, and also looks like she isn't all that happy about it.

...Okay, she definitely isn't all that happy about it, especially since she's had to leave her weapons behind, the moment that Brigitta appears she pretty much rips her hair out of its style and lets out a sound close to a growl, this has not been a very good day] I really don't understand why this is necessary, the least he could do is wear the dress.

[She grumbles again and runs a hand through her hair before dumping herself on the ground and lying flat out to stare at the stars, it's both ruining her dress and getting her to relax! Yay!]

Comments

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Er, yes. Well. Like I said, we'll see. I'm not about to stop learning from this place.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

You better not... Y'know, I've learned more here than back home; kinda creepy really.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

How is that creepy?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

It just is; we were supposed to fear places like this back... Back in my childhood.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Why were you? I suppose there were some sort of legends amongst your people pertaining to something like this?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Yup, but then again in those days we were constantly afraid of some bad tempered god deciding that we weren't supposed to be alive.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, your people were a polytheistic race, I take it?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Blank stare] ...Yup! Very polytheistic we were, and we were proud

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Proud but in fear of your gods punishing you.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Apart from the whole "risk of being killed" they were good gods.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

I see. How many were there?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Can't remember, over twenty I think.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow] You had to be sure not to anger that many gods?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Yup, And they all seemed to disagree with each other too.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Well, everybody does. No surprise your gods do as well.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

I liked them more when they were being realistic.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

...Arguing isn't realistic?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Well, arguing is realistic, yes- the current view of a higher power isn't.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[that's...slightly confusing. he's glad he doesn't have to deal with gods like that.] I'm afraid I don't quite understand.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

You've never heard of that big guy that's apparently in the sky? [Brigitta disapproves of modern religion]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Our society isn't like that, Brigitta. We don't hold such beliefs in an invisible omnipotent entity.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...Well, at least you have two sensible things to be getting on with.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

So your society is torn between the number of gods it believes in? [he shakes his head] How absurd. Why should such a thing matter when there are more important things in the world to be quibbling about?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Well, my kind of gods died out years ago- but there are far too many religions around these days; which is definitely rather foolish- we should be united against one common foe.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

They died out? How can they?