Welcome to The Underworld.

[Grim Reaper]

You are here because you are dead.

The first rule of The Underworld is that you do not talk about The Underworld outside of The Underworld.

Your job as minions of The Underworld is to entice as many other members as possible to talk about death, dying, Hell, Halloween and any other morbid topic around the rest of the forums so I can do my job and reap their souls.

This is a time-sensitive issue, minions. I need to reap as many souls before the end of Halloween.

If you have any questions about the person in charge or the other guy in the other place, or about death or general afterlife concerns, ask and I will answer as best I can.

[Ghosteses]

now that i am dead. do i need to go to the bathroom anymore? or better yet... can i fly?

[Grim Reaper]

now that i am dead. do i need to go to the bathroom anymore?

You tell me.

can i fly?

Think of a wonderful thought.

[Ghosteses]

do you still go to the bathroom? xD

[Grim Reaper]

Certainly not. I am not nor have ever been a human.

[Ghosteses]

well since there appears to be no bathrooms about... i assume i do not have to worry about such earthly things anymore xD

i however refuse to be responsible for peoples deathseses ;o

[Grim Reaper]

A shame. I thought you'd want more company down here.

[Ghosteses]

oh i do =D i just could not live with myself if i caused there souls to be taken here by such a awesome person as yourself

[theundeadhero]

Oh, you don't have to live with yourself. The reaper and I aren't even living at all. We're dead, but we can live with it.

[livingdeadgirl]

Living is such a heartbreak anyways. You should stay down here with me. Forever.

[Quindiana Jones]

Would you like to play a game of Battleships?

[Grim Reaper]

Yeah, okay, sounds fun.

[Quindiana Jones]

Righto. Ladies first, so your move.

[Grim Reaper]

How'd you know it was me?

A4.

[Quindiana Jones]

Just assumed, because of the dress.

Miss.

J10.