The Good Place?

[thisisbullshirt]

[This isn't the first time Eleanor has woken up somewhere utterly foreign and weird. But this time, there's no welcoming sign telling her everything is fine. Welp.]

Uh. So, let's say that there's a slight tiny minuscule chance that somebody forked up somewhere. Like, a giant, earth-shaking fork-up. And you totally, absolutely, completely benefit from that colossal fork up. Do you speak up like a mortar-forking dweeb? Or do you keep your mouth shut and convince your soul-mate to keep their mortar-forking mouth totally shut too?

[Ugh. Even here the ban on swearing is in place. That forking socks.]

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[notamaniac]

Freddy listens and shrugs.

"Sounds risky to me. You'd have to make sure your soul mate kept quiet. If it's a bit fork up, people are gonna know about it, sooner or later. If your boss is the one who forked up, you'll probably end up fired. You might be better off admitting to the fork up and using it to win brownie points or finding a way to use fixing it to your advantage. There's usually more than one way to benefit from something."

[thisisbullshirt]

"...But what if your soul mate is adorable and totally willing to cover your ash? ...Ash? Ugh. This!"

Eleanor points at her own posterior to get her point across, since the Nexus and the Good Place are apparently linked.

[notamaniac]

"Willing isn't the same as able," Freddy points out, shrugging. He smirks at her posterior, because, really, that's funny! "How much caca will you get into, if you get caught? Ya gotta way the pros and cons. Is there a good chance the person who messed up will be blamed?"

[thisisbullshirt]

"He's willing, we already sorted that out," she answers with a breezy wave of her hand. "And he was a professor of ethics when he was alive, so I've got that going for me. If I get caught, um."

She points downwards dramatically.

"I'd go to the Bad Place. I really, really don't want to go there. Really."

[notamaniac]

"No, you don't," Freddy agrees, dryly. "So, the risk is definitely greater than any potential benefit. Yeah, lady, you need to just 'fess up. It's only sensible."

[thisisbullshirt]

"And again. Fessing up equals me screaming and writhing in torment for all eternity. Sooooooo that's not happening."

[notamaniac]

"So, if you confess, you go to Hell. If you're caught, you go to Hell. I'd say you're in trouble. Not to sound like a cliche, Bible-thumper, but have you tried repentance and prayer? I'm Catholic. I don't think you're going to fool God. Ya gotta think long term."

[juststeverogers]

"Well, I mean, if it's the right thing to do then you should definitely speak up."

There's a very scrawny man passing through the plaza in some rather dated clothes, bony arms folded over his chest while he listens to the woman discuss her plight.

[thisisbullshirt]

"Okay so uh, here's the thing."

Eleanor gives Steve (who is kinda hot in a short and skinny sort of way, digging that twink aesthetic) a bright, sunny sort of grin, the kind where she's about to try to talk a good person into doing something bad.

"When I say 'benefit?' It's not just like oh, hey, this is great, I get two puppies instead of one! No this is more like...getting to stay in heaven as opposed to eternal hamnation. ...Hamnation. Oh you're kidding, I can't even say HAM?!"

[juststeverogers]

"...Ham..nation?"

Steve is completely oblivious to any looks he may or may not be getting as he is the sort of man who knows darn well they're not going to be the sort of man a dame would be looking at if she were looking. But he does seem very confused at Eleanor's forced self censorship.

"Is that a uh...what do they call it. A slang word? And what's that got to do with your problem?"

[thisisbullshirt]

Eleanor is officially pouting now.

"I can't say any cuss words. Fork. Shirt. Ham. Ash. See? It's ridiculous and I really forking hate it."

She crosses her arms over her chest and scowls.

"I mean it literally. As in I'm dead. I died and went..."

She points up.

"They think I was a human rights lawyer who saved starving children. Aaaaaand I'm so not. So if I get caught, I'm going..."

She points down.

[juststeverogers]

"That doesn't seem like the sort of mistake that should happen, er...up there."

Steve makes a bit of a face. A mixture of concern and thoughtfulness as he taps his foot against the ground. She doesn't seem dead and Steve doesn't think he's ever met a ghost before. if those exist. Do they exist? They must, one of his friends is an undead soldier.

"Are you sure they don't actually know and are testing you? Maybe this is your chance to prove your worth and understanding of right and wrong?"

[fuego_de_valor]

"Talking from personal experience here, it's always hard for friends to keep their mouths shut. Got a feeling that you'll have problems with that soul-mate cooperating willingly."

[There's a spunky, confident woman approaching Eleanor, idly folding a Nexus brochure in her hands. The question seems to have caught her attention without any difficulty at all.]

"Does the fork-up harm a lot of people? If so, you'll just have to find courage and face the truth, which probably means speaking up."