Old Three-Faced is hungry. Bad luck for you, Godlings. - space - "I'd wish you luck, mate, but there isn't any down here. Mind you, don't forget to mention my pay raise
I think I'm going to be sick
It's so...
Polluted? For thousands of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across—hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me
Yeah, three judges. They switch around who sits on the bench: King Minos, Thomas Jefferson, Shakespeare—people like that. Sometimes they look at a life and decide that person needs a special reward—the Fields of Elysium. Sometimes they decide on punishment. But most people, well, they just lived. Nothing special, good or bad. So they go to the Asphodel Fields
The EZ death line is probably the people who don’t want to risk the judgment of the court
There's a court for the dead?
And do what?
What do you figure?
*growl*
Harsh.
Imagine standing in a Kansas field. Forever.
EZ Death
Hey big fella. Do they play with you much down here?
He's a Rottweiler.
good boy
*growl*
right… our plan
*growl*
But that’s okay, because of our plan
I think… he can smell the living
You see the ball? You want the ball Cerberus? Sit!
Wait!
Good boy. Now drop it...
Good boy.
But-
Go! I know what I’m doing. I think.
Now run! EZ death line. It’s faster.
*growl*
How did you do that?
Stay! If you want the ball, stay!
Obedience school.
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