beware this troubled world, watch out for earthquakes

[campjesus]

"Hi." Oh hey, it's TinyJesus. He's subdued today, lying down, drinking water, and looking very pale (...naturally pale, as opposed to "slathered corn starch and shortening on his face in order to be a vampyr ~half~") and very ill. Massive blood loss'll do that to ya. He chews on his lip, fiddling with his sleeve. "Soooooo, I wanted to apologize for

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[half_angel_eli]

"If it happens thousands of years from now... it's not really soon, is it?" Eli frowns. But he's happy to see Brody not babbling in Latin.

[campjesus]

"It's pretty relative. A thousand years from now is pretty soon for a dude who's lived for like... ever." Brody pretty much thinks the 'young earth' theory is total horseshit. He rubs his face, frustrated.

[half_angel_eli]

It is total horseshit! "Well... yeah... I guess." Thinky face. "You could always tell the National Inquirer. Lots a people read that."

[campjesus]

"Yeah but no one'd believe it... well, except for fourteen-year-old girls and conspiracy theorist basement-dwellers. I just--I want to help, but I'm fucking useless." Except as an all-you-can-eat buffet for vampires, apparently. Stupid leaky bits.

[moon_flicker]

"Do what you've always wanted to do with your life before it happens. If it means the end of your life and, say, you've always wanted to go to Disneyland, then pack up your stuff and go to Disneyland. Accept it as an inevitability, and don't worry too much about it. If it happens, it happens."

"Not much I can tell you on the second one. It depends on the person you're telling, really. Nothing sounds crazy here."

[campjesus]

"Well yeah sure that's awesome but I don't really give a crap what happens to me. It's my family I'm worried about. I'm not gonna just throw them to the ... train... tracks... god I'm fucked up right now, sorry." He shakes his head. "It's the people back home. We don't have like, pandimensional gargleblasters where I'm from, everyone's just... normal. Stuff like this doesn't happen."

[moon_flicker]

"Then don't throw them to the train tracks." He shrugs.

"What's going to happen? Maybe I can help."

[campjesus]

"The apocalypse," he says, in a tone that sounds like this:
._.

[victormakesart]

"Bring 'em t' the Nexus first. Then everythin' seems less crazy."

[campjesus]

"...God, I am so not going to be responsible for my parents' complete mental collapse." It would go something like this.

[victormakesart]

"Ah, yeah. That'd be an issue. Then, just, like, contrast it wi' somethin' more nutso but not Nexus-nutso."

Oh. Oh dear.

[campjesus]

"What's crazier than 'the apocalypse is coming and I know this because I'm buddies with God'?"

EVERYTHING IS UNGODLY!!

[thesensitiveone]

Daniel, well, he thinks about it for a long moment. "I've always found that a little bit of the truth mixed in with a little bit of a...white untruth is the best option."

[campjesus]

"How do you know how much to use?" Daniel, halp. You are Smart Guy. :\

[thesensitiveone]

"30% truth, 70% the other way 'round." So he is!

[campjesus]

Fidgetty-fidget. "What do you know about the antichrist?"

Way to ask the big questions, B.

[million_names]

"Just ignore it. It's not as if you can do anything to stop it." Not so helpful advice! From a seven foot tall cat... thing.

[campjesus]

That is indeed a seven foot tall cat thing. He looks up. And more up. Ow, his neck! "Ignoring shit's... not really my thing, I'm kinda nosy." Water is kinda wet.

[million_names]

His poor poor neck! "So be nosy. Just don't waste time worrying about it or trying to stop it."

[campjesus]

"Someone has to." And clearly that someone is a little boy.