vip has a lot of little worldbuilding pieces from guests that i really adore -- other planes, fairytale creatures with rental homes, doomsday prophecies, fairies of new york, and so on -- but the idea of heaven as a formerly green place that's been deforested and the trees all ground up into paper to serve the needs of the living, its ghosts turned into mere messengers for the machine... i dunno. it's particularly fun to chew on. i love zac oyama's brain.












