Descole thinks too much. Makes a good evil mastermind.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Descole looks around the Lobby full of people, as he's thinking. He's decided to pose a question, calling out, loud and out of nowhere.]

Does anyone think maybe we're dead? I mean, has anyone tried to walk out of this place? I have. You end up right back into the Lobby. Wouldn't you think this is what limbo is like? And was anyone in a good place when they got brought here? I know I wasn't. Doesn't it kind of make sense?

Some one agree with me, so I feel like I'm not thinking too hard.


[ooc: I dunno what I'm doing. Making Descole go a little crazy. Go argue with him.]

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[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Really? You don't count emotional scars as a really injury? Interesting, neither do I.

Anyway, maybe you're not supposed to know. Maybe, like I said this is some sort of test. At least that's the only answer I've been able to come up with.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Perhaps I would have counted emotional scars in the past, but... well. Not any more.

What the hell would it be testing us on, though?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Me neither. To me, they're too much of an emotional waste.

Well, perhaps this is some sort of limbo. Maybe they're trying to use this as a way to determine where to sort us out. We're slowly being herded like Cattle...

[livewiththisdisgrace]

See, I struggle to believe that. But I suppose... I've never believed in any sort of higher power, and I'm quite certain that if I were to go anywhere after death, it would actually be hell. If this place is hell it's much more pleasant than I expected. So I don't think that I can believe everything about us being dead.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

I'm not saying this is hell though. I'm saying this is before hell. This is where they put is to determine if we should go to hell.

But I dunno. This is my theory. All I'm saying is I wouldn't be surprised if I were dead.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

I highly doubt anyone would need an extra place to determine whether I'm hellbound, though. I think my life alone makes it rather obvious.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[He nods at his thought.]

Well, yes, look at me, I had the same idea, but then I thought, perhaps they have to determine the small amount of good in the world. Perhaps it takes time to get sorted. I suppose it's not all God, he's got to have sort of secretaries that help him decide. I bet all those small factors in your life take time.