GREGORY: I don’t quite like the wording of these questions I’m reading in Craig’s little virtual post box.
GREGORY: But lest he tries tofoolishlyanswer questions not best suited for him, I will step in I suppose.
GREGORY: It’s clear he’s made a fine job of telling you all about my friends and I.
GREGORY: Or, quite possibly the verynarrowlight of which he’s seen us in at least.
GREGORY: Which is to say, he’s probably described us all ratherpoorly.
GREGORY: It is true, both Pip and Thomas both are nothing but kindhearted individuals.
GREGORY: Both have had their share of bullying, misfortune, and untimely deaths.
GREGORY:I’d say Pip’s I can relate to more, but Thomas’ just upsets me a great deal.
GREGORY: Not to rank either of their tribulations, I just believe I have a better grasp of exactly why Pip didn’t end up in heaven.
GREGORY:He’s had eight years to explain it to me, after all.
GREGORY:And so I will attempt to explain it to you all though what he has told me over the years.
GREGORY: They both deserve to have their stories told the correct way, and not however it would have been explained by the doltish owner of this weblog.
GREGORY:To start, I believe Pip started up in heaven.
GREGORY:Though, he never made it through the pearly gates, which is what truly grants you a pleasant and bright eternal afterlife.
GREGORY:Once you make it through that barrier, the only way you’re doomed is if you cause religious mishap, or truly gain some sort of evil intent.
GREGORY:Of course, this is only theChristianafterlife we’re speaking of.
GREGORY: And seeing that I’m possibly talking to possibly a baker’s dozen of strangers over the internet right now, I’d like to state that I have no outer knowledge of the afterlives of any religion other than my own.
GREGORY:I can say with certainty that a Christian hell is not the greatest source of outside knowledge, as much as it has progressed down there.
GREGORY: I feel as though these stories would be entirely different if the two had been risen under different minded households, so please spare some judgement on my part if this seems rather one sided of me to speak of.
GREGORY:So again, I am sharing only what I’ve been told of, and under a Christian mindset.
GREGORY: My intent is not to nullify any other afterlife, only to elaborate on my friends and I’s.
GREGORY:…
GREGORY:I honestly forgot where I was.
GREGORY: …Ah, yes.
GREGORY:Pip’s hellish status.
GREGORY: As I stated, once you make it through those heavenly gates, you’re officially a resident of the eternal life in the sky.
GREGORY: Normally, unless you are turned away for sneaky wrongdoings not seen through the watchful eyes of heaven, there is no issue getting in.
GREGORY:And for someone like Pip, the prior shouldn’t ever have been an issue.
GREGORY:All the time I’ve ever known of him– through lifeanddeath– is that he is kind, generous, and rarely wears a frown.
GREGORY: He gives his pleases and thanks, and he rarely acts unjust.
GREGORY:From the times he’s told me that he has, even those instances sound rather just.
GREGORY: My time knowing him alive wasn’t all too long, but a year or so before he had gone missing, never to be seen again.
GREGORY:He doesn’t like to talk about his own death very much, but from what I can tell it was certainly during a time of travesty.
GREGORY: And during such times, the gates can get overwhelmed and swollen with other unfortunate cases.
GREGORY:Certainly, everybody at their untimely death could not wait to see their afterlife.
GREGORY: Some sorrowful, some full of hope that the worst of it all was over.
GREGORY:From how he described it, Pip was more on the latter side of the crowd.
GREGORY: And so imagine…
GREGORY: When you think it’s allover.
GREGORY:When you think life hasfinally given you a break, and you’re able to move onto a better one…
GREGORY:That even up in heaven, there’s still nobody that cares enough about you.
GREGORY:A simple break in the clouds due to deceased overpopulation.
GREGORY:Nobody turns their heads.
GREGORY:Nobody thinks to look behind them and see what they’ve been ever so gently pushing back over their greed of a happy afterlife.
GREGORY: And greed is asin, mind you.
GREGORY: So they just continue to shuffle their feet and wait for their now undeservedturn into heaven.
GREGORY: And the wings you sprout after death are there for your tiring travel upwards.
GREGORY: It’s an exhausting journey to heaven, your new wings wont fly you a second time until you’ve reached your destination completely.
GREGORY: So if you’re denied entry before you can make it through, there’s no real way to fly back up until it’s far too late.
GREGORY:In life, Pip was never destined to go to hell.
GREGORY:In death, he still was not destined to go to hell.
GREGORY:But look at where the carelessness of others have brought him.
GREGORY:Where life can be cruel, death can be just as much so.
GREGORY:…Though…
GREGORY: Sometimes, while life and death may both sow their unjust seeds… a lot of what normally decides where you end up is your own actions in life, of course.
GREGORY: Thomas of course was nothing but a sweetheart.
GREGORY: From what he’s told me, though he couldn’t go to a church publicly due to his developed anxiety over his Tourette’s, he always made up for it by watching church service with his mother at home.
GREGORY:Every single Sunday, he told me.
GREGORY:Though like some people, especially in more depressing periods of their life, he began to question his faith.
GREGORY:There came a point where he didn’t know what he should truly believe in.
GREGORY:He never did anything wrong, as he always listened and obeyed the strict followings of Catholicism.
GREGORY: And though he was many things most extreme Christians would call sinful, he still would choose to believe, all that time.
GREGORY:In the end, none of what hewaswould have ever sent him to hell.
GREGORY:He truly is just too innocent and nice of a person.
GREGORY:Though sometimes, after traumatic experiences in life, it can kick your belief system like a switch.
GREGORY: After loss, it can be hard to believe.
GREGORY: And apparently loss for Thomas meant cutting out an entire part of his life that he had believed for fifteen years beforehand.
GREGORY: “How can you believe in a god if it feels like you’re only on Earth to suffer?”
GREGORY: It truly hurt my heart to hear him tell me the way he felt.
GREGORY: But in the end, it made sense why he was in hell.
GREGORY:Attaching yourself to faith for so long, believing in a god, then ditching a life worth’s of devotion in an instant.
GREGORY:That’swhat truly damned him to hell.
GREGORY:In the end it was only that loss of faith that flipped his destiny upside down.
GREGORY: For a while, he was in such a state of grieving, you knew you were still in hell.
GREGORY: Hell isn’t what he believed it to be anymore, of course.
GREGORY:Most of us had grown used to it, and even enjoyed the new era we were living in.
GREGORY:But it still stung for him.
GREGORY:Only in hell could you still hear the wallowing of the afterlife.
GREGORY:And of course, he only blamed himself.
GREGORY: He did two things that society said would damn him to hell.
GREGORY:But only one of them was what really did it.
GREGORY:Of course he didn’t realise this.
GREGORY: He sobbed for what felt like weeks, because he thought that the way he died… was what sent him here.
GREGORY:We would constantly reassure him that the means of his death did not attribute to his afterlife.
GREGORY:We even had him talk to the Devil himself– of which we’re fortunate friends of.
GREGORY: He, too, could only assure Thomas that it was not the way he died, but the way he chose to squander his faith.
GREGORY: It’s a harsh reality, and it’s unclear if he grasps it fully, even after a full year and a half.
GREGORY: I’ve always thought that if he had someone in life to help steer him in a better direction, he wouldn’t have gone out the way he did, nor would he have been sent to hell.
GREGORY:Hisexcertainly never did any good for him.
GREGORY:Even if Thomas claims his ex was the best thing in his life.
GREGORY:How could someone like that be the best thing in your life if they let you fall this far down a rabbit hole?
GREGORY: Thomas truly is as ignorant as he is pitiful.
GREGORY: We’re full of experiences that Stan and his friends would never, ever grasp.
GREGORY: I can’t believe this is a question that needed to be elaborated upon.
GREGORY:But if I’m not answering them, that fool of a man Craig would be instead.
GREGORY:I’m sure he’d paint Pip and Thomas both as monsters here.
GREGORY:Justwhy the hell are we going back into town?!
ESTELLA:How many times do I need to tell you, you sun-dried scab off a decrepit man’s back?
ESTELLA:We need to devise a plan.
ESTELLA: What you did back there was foolish, unthought, and I’m fairly surprised nobody has you at the end of a pitch forkyet.
GREGORY:Oh, so you can try and throw a couple of joe-soap victims off a bridge, but chasing after them is just tooout of line, is it?
ESTELLA: Perhaps chasing them would be fine, if you hadn’t crushed everything in your path to get to them; you rough, low hanging moose testicle.
ESTELLA:My ways would have been efficient– quick and to the point– but somebody had to make a grand show today, didn’t they?
ESTELLA:Hadfun running around doing whatever you wanted, didn’t you.
GREGORY:I was handling everything just fine, and you knowit.
GREGORY: Maybe if you were better at possessing that chubby, hairy runt, I could have gotten rid of Stanley from the start.
ESTELLA: I’m not the issue you corpulent, bacteria-ridden rodent carcass!
ESTELLA:You know damn well I needed more time to control him than one single day.
ESTELLA:Andyou thought you could do everything on your own.
ESTELLA: You thought, “Oh, if I don’t let that poor old bitch out, I don’t ever have to deal with her superior plan ever again! I’m so ridiculously smart!”
GREGORY: I do not sound like that!
GREGORY: Maybe if the others picked up their slack, I wouldn’t have had to call youout in the first place!
ESTELLA:Oh!
ESTELLA:Oh, I see how it is!
ESTELLA: If you hadn’t let me out, everything would be just sunshine and roses, would it now?
ESTELLA:Is that what you’re saying, you filthy, rancid pustule swell? Is it?
ESTELLA:Ifyou hadn’t left me inside that small testicled man-child, the son of Satan wouldn’t know we’re out here right now!
ESTELLA:It’s your fault any of this is a problem!
GREGORY:Now listen here, you… youuu…!!!
GREGORY:Rrrg!
GREGORY:You better pick a damn side here with what you want!
GREGORY: You’re the dipsy twat who decided to possess anybody at all, and you think it’s my responsibility to take you out of there?
GREGORY:Did you want to stay in him or not?!
ESTELLA: It doesn’t matter what I wanted, it–
GREGORY: Oh, so now it doesn’t matter what you wanted, hmm?
GREGORY:Isthat what I’m hearing for you now?
ESTELLA:Oh, quiet you!
ESTELLA:You plan to improvise if something goes wrong!
GREGORY:You can’t plan an improvision, that’s an oxymoron in of itself!
ESTELLA: You’ve ran out of arguments so you nit pick my words instead, huh.
GREGORY:That’s right!
GREGORY:Maybe if you weren’t so impeccably stupid it wouldn’t have gotten to this point.
ESTELLA:You really are a child at heart still.
ESTELLA:The devil’s out there, and he’s going to be on our tails, and you choose to do this with your time.
GREGORY:We’re still walking, are we not?!
GREGORY:I know he’s on our ass!
GREGORY:We’reawesome at what we do, he’d be a fool not to be!
ESTELLA: That is true.
MIKE: Hey– you’re supposed to be helping people get ready in the make up room.
DAMIEN:What.
MIKE:You’re supposed to be doing your job, per se.
DAMIEN:I’m on break.
MIKE:Break ended five minutes ago.
DAMIEN:Yeah okay sure.
DAMIEN:I could send you to hell right now you know.
MIKE:Whatever, man…
DAMIEN:…
DAMIEN: God I love doing absolutely fucking nothing.
ESTELLA: Is that all, now?
ESTELLA:Did you get everything out of your system, you dog-feces packed rug on a rotten wooden floor.
GREGORY:No, not quite.
GREGORY:Would you mind not dragging the poor sap’s corpse across the pavement?
GREGORY: All that’s going to do is prolong his revival.
ESTELLA:You care about the decency of a corpse, do you?
GREGORY: If we’re walking through a town full of red-neck, american blokes with shot guns at the ready, then yes. I do.
GREGORY:He’s also still our friend, like it or not.
ESTELLA:I do not have friends, you silly bleeding heart of a man.
ESTELLA: You are all nothing more than accomplices.
GREGORY:Oh I’m sure you think so.
ESTELLA:Iknowso.
GREGORY:Y–
ESTELLA:Shut up.
ESTELLA:What are you doing with it.
GREGORY: Carrying him with some decency, you hag.
ESTELLA:I hardly see how carrying it like that will stop very many people from screaming bloody murder, anyways.
ESTELLA:Honestly, it’s a shame you actually have a heart under all of that blubbery skin of yours.
ESTELLA: You’re going to get blood all over yourself, you know.
GREGORY:Donot remind me.
GREGORY:Why do you think I put on gloves.
ESTELLA:Let’s just get somewhere quiet for the night and figure out our next course of action, shall we?
