[Voice | Accidental]

[Quietly, unaware that he's being recorded... or broadcasting, for that matter, Neil is talking to himself.]

'Tis not too late to seek a newer world... For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset...

I'm dead. I must be dead, I know. I don't know what I expected. Just... this... isn't it. Some kind of... judgment, I suppose, is the traditional image of the afterlife. I don't know, I never really cared about that kind of thing. As we're all food for worms...

[A little bit louder, and a little exasperated.]

So... what, now?


[ooc: You're welcome to actionspam if you like, assume he's wandering around somewhere central, shirtless and disoriented, sob. ♥♥♥♥

EDIT: SLEEP NAO! |D more tomorrow. ILU all <3]