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Also, are you just going to read off the circles, or actually come up with a creative and ironic punishment?
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Well, I was going to read the punishments described by Dante, cause he went the poetic irony route, often surprisingly graphically. But I could take a bit of artistic license if people want.
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I guess I can confess to petty theft. Where does that land me?
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I once stole a chewing gum when I was kid cos I forgot to pay and I was eating it right in front of the store clerk. Where does that put me?
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One of my favourites; you guys will hang around with the
Thieves, in the seventh Bolgia of the eighth circle, guarded by Cacus, a monstrous centaur with a dragon on his back. Here you are attacked constantly by venomous reptiles, whose bites burn your skin away like acid. As ironic punishment, you yourself are 'stolen' - your identity is no longer your own, and after regrowing from the venom, you will be in a corrupted shape, often blended with other people... particularly the ones you hate.