Alright, well, people need to stop telling me Jesus loves me then.
[ He snorts, but he listens and acknowledges that that makes sense as well. Not that he has any intention of visiting either place. In his case, he can confirm that yes, easy listening would cause him a great deal of pain. ]
Not particularly.
[ It’s a genuine, light response. He considers making a smart quip about already being dead and about how lucky he was to skip the option entirely, but he thinks better of it. He could very well die a second time from the heat of that pepper, and he dries the tears that ares still welling in his eyes because of it. ]
But I got a whole lot of shit about it back home. A whole lot of, “that’s the Devil’s music, Munson”. “That fantasy game is Satanic”. “You’re a rotting apple spoiling the bunch”. “You’re going to Hell”. You know—perfectly normal shit.
[ He rolls his eyes. Yeah, ’84 was a particularly bad year in regards to all of that. ’84 was just a bad year in general, with ’86 following closely on its heels. ]
Come to think of it…you sure Hell isn't in Indiana?
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[ He snorts, but he listens and acknowledges that that makes sense as well. Not that he has any intention of visiting either place. In his case, he can confirm that yes, easy listening would cause him a great deal of pain. ]
Not particularly.
[ It’s a genuine, light response. He considers making a smart quip about already being dead and about how lucky he was to skip the option entirely, but he thinks better of it. He could very well die a second time from the heat of that pepper, and he dries the tears that ares still welling in his eyes because of it. ]
But I got a whole lot of shit about it back home. A whole lot of, “that’s the Devil’s music, Munson”. “That fantasy game is Satanic”. “You’re a rotting apple spoiling the bunch”. “You’re going to Hell”. You know—perfectly normal shit.
[ He rolls his eyes. Yeah, ’84 was a particularly bad year in regards to all of that. ’84 was just a bad year in general, with ’86 following closely on its heels. ]
Come to think of it…you sure Hell isn't in Indiana?