Something about delicious pancakes?

[seekerofjustice]

Is there something in particular about pancakes? I've been told it's an 'inside joke' of sorts, but I seem to be out of the loop. Could someone enlighten me on this?

I mean I do enjoy them, but I wouldn't go as far as to say they're my favorite food or such. I'm not even certain I have a favorite food.

It just seems so strange, as though I should know, and yet I have no idea in the slightest what this could be referring to.

Any clarification would be helpful.

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[herewardbound]

the big divide really is between hellborn, which are native demons born here, and sinners, who are mortals that passed on, failed to meet whatever fucking standard exists at the pearly gates, and wound up here. sinners are immortal and can't be permanently killed except by angelic weaponry, while hellborn run the gamut between 'functionally equivalent to human if a bit stronger/tougher/more resilient' and 'ageless beings similar to sinners in terms of raw power but still, technically, mortal by virtue of the fact that they can be killed'

or the Sins, who are all just kind of in a league of their own and are more or less minor deities in their own right.

[lakebrat]

[So that would make Phoenix a sinner, surely?—hard to argue. But didn't he say he was hellborn, before? A native creature of hell?

He'd thought he knew Phoenix quite well, too, after everything. But he really doesn't want to tax him.]

When I said you didn't have to explain, I was trying to give you an out. You said you were exhausted.

[herewardbound]

aha, you've caught me. i appear to have fallen prey to that most akechine of flaws:

talking at length about shit we're actually knowledgeable on.

[lakebrat]

I'd love to hear more. But perhaps when you're not laid up with multiple stab wounds.

I could tell you a bedtime story. I know that's a riveting prospect.

[Ribbit.]

[herewardbound]

I am filled with a terrible curiosity for where you're going with this.