Well, on the forst one, I got one point short of a "maybe", so perhaps I can bullshit my way in?

The second one is too hard on a Friday evening after a hard day at work, followed by vacuuming and mopping the house. I comprehensively failed to avoid the fires of hell there.

I don't think Dr. Carter's in Hell; he's just running around in a volcanic vent.

In Hell, the wheels would have bloody spikes, the 8-bit mono synth music would be replaced with 4-bit mono screaming and drumbeats. In addition to seeping up through the ground, the lava would fall from the sky, while spectators would throw stuff at you and scream about how much you sucked at playing the game.

Anybody who read Dante would know that.

It wouldn't let me finish the quiz because apparently I was taking it too seriously. WTF?

I didn't get to finish either and I got a pissy message. Save me a seat, Taz. I'll bring the marshmallows.

The fiery pits of hell was kinda fun...but I only got to 140 before I lost all my lives...and 13 hours of the terrible twos is enough hell for me for one day, thanks.

On the "going to heaven"; nope, no, nada. Which is not terribly surprising. But speaking of surprising...I got prostelatized at, at the pool today. It was very odd. From a really creepy woman too, who kept trying to take my son and "play" with him it was really a very strange experience. I hate to turn my bitch mode on with the preacher types, because I realize that most of them are just trying to fulfill whatever covenant they think they have with god...but damn honey, get between me and my kid one more time, and they'll never find your body. It was very strange...I'm still a little unnerved by the experience, truth be told.

It wouldn't let me finish the quiz because apparently I wasn't taking it too seriously. WTF?

Since when is reincarnation playing around?

But anyway, I'm not born again or Holy Spirit-filled, so nope. We Jews don't do that sort of thing.