Dante's Inferno Test.

I am in Purgatory, at the Extreme end of that level, last time I took it. Nothing has changed. So I am saved, and ye are going to burn.
 
3rd level of hell.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score
Purgatory | Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo | High
Level 2 | Low
Level 3 | High
Level 4 | Moderate
Level 5 | Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis | Moderate
Level 7 | Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge | Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus | Low
 
Level 1 - Limbo. Virtuous Non-Believer.

I'm sort of a believer though -- but I don't attend church regularly, and I am always trying to find the parallels between faiths rather than just being a good Christian.

I can't help but try to inject some Buddha into my Jesus. Or a little Earth Mama in my affections.
 
Oh man!!! How can this be?? I am at the 7th level!! What gives?
I am sooo non violent, I am extremely loyal and caring - just passionate about things, I guess it is the passion that is burning me.. literally!! Never knew I was so bad! :( Boy the afterlife is going to stink! LOL
 
Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers Extreme

Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge

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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.

:eek: :eek:

I actually answered this truthfully :( :eek:
 
Fifth Level of Hell

The river Styx runs through this level of Hell, and in it are punished the wrathful and the gloomy. The former are forever lashing out at each other in anger, furious and naked, tearing each other piecemeal with their teeth. The latter are gurgling in the black mud, slothful and sullen, withdrawn from the world. Their lamentations bubble to the surface as they try to repeat a doleful hymn, though with unbroken words they cannot say it. Because you lived a cruel, vindictive and hateful life, you meet your fate in the Styx.

Okay, not quite what I expected.
 
6th level.

I was sure Simon would be down at the bottom. Or maybe he wrote the test and rigged it? :hmm:
 
Second level of hell: Lustful.

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.

I still get Cleopatra and Helen of Troy inbetween getting molested by the 'infernal hurricane that never rests'.:flamedevi
 
Originally posted by Yoda Power
you can find in The City of Dis, in 70 years

That's where I'll be ... I'll save you a spot by the fire.
 
I knew I was already going to be down at least 2 levels for lust alone. I think I got lucky to be assigned just to the second level of Hell: I also score Very High for 5, 6, and 9, and High for 7 and 8.

But hey, I have redeeming qualities. I am not at all gluttonous.

It is fitting that I first discovered Dante's Inferno via Canto V, referred by a comment on the first page of the score of Tchaikovsky's Francesca da Rimini ... some great music, if you've never heard it before.
 
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.



I'm not sure why they put me here, i've never engaged in usury, sodomy, violence, blasphemy, or suicide.
 
Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis

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You approach Satan's wretched city where you behold a wide plain surrounded by iron walls. Before you are fields full of distress and torment terrible. Burning tombs are littered about the landscape. Inside these flaming sepulchers suffer the heretics, failing to believe in God and the afterlife, who make themselves audible by doleful sighs. You will join the wicked that lie here, and will be offered no respite. The three infernal Furies stained with blood, with limbs of women and hair of serpents, dwell in this circle of Hell.

COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!!!
 
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