Our Lady of Fandom, Thursday

[scruffnfeathers]

"Today," said Castiel, "is Earth Day. The day that humanity comes together as a whole to celebrate the planet they live on and everything about it."

Oh goody! Today's sermon was about Earth Day! There couldn't be too much craziness in that, could there?

"I've found no evidence of any 'Heaven Day'," Castiel continued. "Or Hell Day, though I should think that makes sense."

Er.

"In researching for this topic, I've discovered some interesting things about this home world. First off, according to your scientists, the Earth is 4.6 billion years old." He smirked faintly, as though this idea amused him, somehow. "It is the third planet from your sun, and the fifth largest in your solar system. It has a surface area of 197 million square miles, most of which is covered by water, and an average diameter of 7,926 miles. The Earth is made up of approximately 4.6% Iron, 29.5% Oxygen, 15.2% Silicon, 12.7% Magnesium, 2.4% Nickel, 1.9% Sulfur, 0.05% Titanium. Results may not add up due to rounding. The current population of the Earth is approximately six billion, eight hundred sixteen million, four hundred thirty-one thousand, nine hundred forty-three humans, give or take a few demons, angels, or other alien lifeforms mistaken for people, and if those six billion, eight hundred sixteen million, four hundred thirty-one thousand, nine hundred forty-three humans don't get their act together, the world is going to go up in a ball of fire even if I do manage to prevent my brothers from battling over whether it gets to be a territory of Heaven or Hell."

The angel had discovered environmentalism. This could only end in tears. And possibly pamphlets printed on recycled paper.

[ooc: OCD on its way is up. Word.]

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Listen to the sermon

[scruffnfeathers]

What do you mean, you don't recycle everything?

Re: Listen to the sermon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was just facepalming. A lot. Oh, Cass...

Was it weird he was going to miss this sort of thing?

Re: Listen to the sermon

[bitchprince]

... Yeah.

Arthur wasn't following any of this.

Re: Listen to the sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

While Francine was dutifully listening and more or less getting the environmental aspect of the whole thing, mostly what she was taking away from this sermon is what she took away from most of Castiel's sermons:

"He really needs more cookies. And a hug."

Re: Listen to the sermon

[bitchprince]

"What he needs," said a vastly less sympathic Arthur, "Is to make some sense."

Re: Listen to the sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

"Well, yes," Francine admitted, a bit more bluntly than usual, "But he's been here a year; I thought we'd pretty much given up on that one."

Re: Listen to the sermon

[bitchprince]

"Perhaps he's speaking in some... Heavenly tongue we don't understand," Arthur granted her, finally, because he could only blaspheme so much. "Still, it would be nice to have some ... notes. He's had more... familiar sermons before."

Re: Listen to the sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

"I kind of got most of it," said Francine. "It was 'don't trash the planet, you only have so long before the end of the world anyway.' It's just.... depressing."

Re: Listen to the sermon

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie was usually pretty good about recycling and stuff, but like many of Castiel's sermons, she was left unsettled and confused by the whole thing. It was times like these that she almost missed the stiflingly hot Sunday morning services in Bon Temps, because at least she usually understood what the pastor was talking about.

Re: Listen to the sermon

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Considering how Angua had decided to go to that play later, she was wondering if she should have just stayed home and studied her Bible for Dummies instead. Having to fight two naps in one day? At first, she thought it could be interesting; she was intrigued about Roundworld, and even mused minutely about a Disc Day. But then it kept going...and going...and numbers...and wow...and she was just resting her eyes, really! Can't you tell the difference between a snore and a sinus affliction? Really now...

Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

He can see your carbon footprint from space.

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Congratulations," Chuck said. "You managed to make Earth Day sound scary. I didn't think that was possible."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"Thank you." Castiel wasn't sure what, exactly, he'd managed to accomplish that was so strange, but he liked to be polite. "The implications of the necessity of Gaylord Nelson's holiday are staggering."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Don't laugh at the name Gaylord, Chuck. You're almost an adult now.

"I think it's mostly hippies trying to guilt everybody into recycling," Chuck said, managing not to laugh at the name but unable to keep from smiling. "It's not as serious as some would lead you to believe."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"So you're not concerned that the recent spate of earthquakes and volcanic activity are in some way my father's method of punishing people for not taking care of his creation?"

Which sites had Castiel been reading?

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"No, I think it's just the planet doing what it does," he said. "There's always been earthquakes and volcanoes. We just haven't always had the technology to monitor them obsessively."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Angua was trying to be a good scholar here, really trying to appreciate Roundworld culture for everything it was worth...

...okay, that, and she needed some entertainment after that rousing sermon.

"So," she offered ponderously, "if I'm getting this whole Heaven and Hell business right, which I think I am, as it's not too dissimilar from some Discworld beliefs, but, if we all die anyway, and go to either heaven or hell after we die, what does it matter what happens to the earth?"

...what? It seemed a very legitimate question. Amd don't tell her to do it for the children. Most children, given half the chance, would be bound to muck it all up as much as they could.

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"I believe the goal is to not die for as long as possible. Heaven or Hell on Earth would require a great deal of death across the population."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but, I mean, it's inevitable anyway, isn't it?" Angua waved her hand vaguely. "That whole death thing's going to happen away."

And, yes, she did realize a slight irony, what with being undead and all.

"I mean, the whole last book of your Bible is about the end of the world, isn't it?" See, she'd been studying. "So, you know, it all seems a moot point, is all."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"As long as an individual remains alive, he or she has choices. Each choice leads to where the individual will be in the afterlife. Once they're dead, the choices end. The end of the world was set by my father at the beginning of time, yes, but the object appears to be the same as with life -- to put it off as long as possible in order to reap the benefits of being alive."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"Well, sure," said Angua. "That bit makes sense, but what about this whole afterlife business? It's not called an afterdeath. It implies there's still some, well, life to it."

OOC

[scruffnfeathers]

It's not easy, being green. . . .

Re: OOC

[likethegun]

<3333333

Re: OOC

[scruffnfeathers]

\o/

Re: OOC

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

{{{{Hugs Castiel and his global awareness}}}}