Во кој круг од пеколот ќе горите?

[girlll]

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.


Лелеееее

 

[Serpico]

Втор круг

Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.

Одлично!

 

[Бавча]

9ти круг :nesvest: што ме напраи ова тестов бе, Ѓаолиште

 

[Струмикс]

Шефот сака да ме испрати директно кај Натемаго, и тоа во вториот круг, каде ќе бидам онаа металната кугла во pinball-от на Натемаго...
Разни ветришта во темница ќе ми дуваат душата, таман како она куглата од pinball-от... Е ти личам ли јас на extra-ball бе Шефе?
Јес да крајот на `80-тите и почетокот на `90-тите многу го играв Eight Ball Deluxe на Bally Midway, и партал го правев...ама ова...шефе не ти требаше баш.
Сето тоа Шефот ми го прави заради сексуални престапи.
ОК, Шефе...еве го мојот J`accuse:
Види сега...ми замеруваш дека сум ебел пред брак...е арно де...ај одолеј на тоа убавините женски насекаде околу мене? Е не бива...а да се замонашам па да сум ти по тертипот, тоа ич не бива...Сега си дупам моето, ама гледам по туѓото...човек сум бе Шефе! И на женава и кажувам дека некоја е јака тииит.
Велиш анал и орал...Е како да не опнам тесна дука? Ај издржи? како да не полижам малце од нејзините сокови? Како да не и дадам да удри еден добар blowjob? Сакам да си пробам. Е, од стрејт не скренувам! така да си знаеш!
И што толку лошо, што подарувам вибратори, подвезици, секси веш? Убаво е тоа...ама ај, Ти си знаеш пак.
Ако така си решил нека биде волјата Твоја...
Ама...остај ме уште едно пет-шеесет години да сум Раб Твој на Земјата...имам некои недовршени работи...
Знаеш...треба да реставрирам уше некоја кола...имам едно прекрасно плацче што ќе дојде до регионален пат...па да направам едно музејче мало на моторизацијата...со Твоја помош и воља...
После...прај ме extra ball или што ќе кажеш...ама редно е прво да си видиш, да си кажам и јас што имам.

 

[^Exotic^]

6-ти круг јас.

 

[ManowaR]

Seventh Level of Hell

Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.


Бре!

 

[Ilumious]

First Level of Hell - Limbo

Charon ushers you across the river Acheron, and you find yourself upon the brink of grief's abysmal valley. You are in Limbo, a place of sorrow without torment. You encounter a seven-walled castle, and within those walls you find rolling fresh meadows illuminated by the light of reason, whereabout many shades dwell. These are the virtuous pagans, the great philosophers and authors, unbaptised children, and others unfit to enter the kingdom of heaven. You share company with Caesar, Homer, Virgil, Socrates, and Aristotle. There is no punishment here, and the atmosphere is peaceful, yet sad.

 

[black angel]

ne sum do tolku losa be pa da me duvaa tolku veter


Second Level of Hell

You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.

 

[The confused kid]

уфффф мене дури у осмио ме откара...не верував дека дури до там ќе стигнам...али валјда последното питање `do some people deserve to die ?` и одма си помислеш на грците....и изгледа тоа ме откара дури до там..

 

[Логикс]

Second Level of Hell

You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.
Не сум многу лош бе!

 

[Buterfly]

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.


Лелеееее

Same here

 

[Акаша]

Second Level of Hell

You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.

 

[TheBossesSis]

ја ке идам у рајот не ме интересира пеколот пффф ххххххххххахахахаха

 

[Macedonia>>Europe]

LevelWho are sent there?
Score
Purgatory Repenting Believers Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo Virtuous Non-Believers Moderate
Level 2 Lustful High
Level 3 Gluttonous Low
Level 4 Prodigal and Avaricious Low
Level 5 Wrathful and Gloomy High
Level 6 - The City of Dis Heretics High
Level 7 Violent Low
Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers Moderate
Level 9 - CocytusTreacherous Low

 

[ivanus]

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.