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[save_the_souls]

[(BROKEN) Private]

It's strange...this time when I went to the Dead Zone, as nice as it was it felt...strange to not feel anything in my head. To feel normal was abnormal and..

[softer to himself] Have I really forgotten what it's like not to have this?

[He pauses as he looks out the window of his room]

It's been so many months since anyone from my world have been here.

...I wonder if I'll ever see any of them again.

[He makes an annoyed noise at himself] Enough of this, I really should go get things done.

[And there's the sounds of shuffling around as he goes to get dressed and what not, leaving the journal open at his desk]

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[solowingpixy]

[Yeah, the way Allen's acting is really kind of amusing him right now.]

'fraid so, it's still there.

[save_the_souls]

Oh no...this again?!

Here- try filtering something away from me!

[solowingpixy]

[He'll pause a moment, probably raising an eyebrow at the journal, but he'd might as well comply, so he'll try it.]

[broken|Filtered away from this kid.]

Bit of an odd request, but might as well...

[save_the_souls]

- I know it's an odd request, but it's important!

[Nope totally didn't realize that was the filter]

[solowingpixy]

[...well, that was odd.]

Well, you just got your answer. That was in a filter.

[save_the_souls]

[.........]





$%#$&%#@$#&@.

[That's right, even if filters don't work his swearing was so profane it got censored for the comm]

[solowingpixy]

[...yeah, Pixy's torn between being concerned and being amused. He'll probably be rubbing his forehead but still smirking.]

So, let me take a guess. This is a normal thing too, right?

[save_the_souls]

It happened once, a long time ago.

What a pain...I don't even have an inkwell anymore!

[solowingpixy]

[aaaand then his tone goes flat.]

Really.

In other words, since we could see right through the filters, that's going to be for all of 'em?

[save_the_souls]

It's very possible, yes.

[solowingpixy]

Doesn't that figure. The day I get my body back and then there's this. Guess there's no point in asking if there was any way around it.

[save_the_souls]

-- You lost your body?

[solowingpixy]

[He'll never get used to just how stupid that sounds. And how stupid talking about a castle like it's a sentient thing is too, so he'll be trying to skip that part.]

I was a dog for the past week.

[save_the_souls]

Oh...

Well...welcome back!

[solowingpixy]

Yeah. Thanks.

[Just... spoken so dryly. It's not you, Allen, he just needs to get over the realization that he was a dog and trapped in the room of a girl he doesn't particularly care for the past week.]

[save_the_souls]

Um...no problem.

[oh don't worry, he gets that. You newbies are so cute]

[And really he rather you be thinking about that loss than what he wrote YEP ]

[solowingpixy]

[There's probably a barely audible annoyed sound coming from the journal. He didn't really want to think about that loss, thanks. Not with that pink collar that he got stuck with.]

Seeing as that the case wasn't permanent before, just how long will we be looking at before these things fix themselves? [If at all, but that's a note he's not gonna think about.]

[save_the_souls]

I don't know...last time I think it was a week...

[solowingpixy]

[A week for Wonderland, a week as a dog, and now a week for broken filters?]

Seems to me like a week is the castle's favorite time frame.

[save_the_souls]

It is, actually! Things used to always go by a week, though in recent years it's been shaken up a bit!

[solowingpixy]

Shaken up how badly, exactly?

[save_the_souls]

Well now some things last a few days, others last weeks and weeks...

[solowingpixy]

Wonderful. So it gets us thinking a week on default, and then it chooses to mess with everyone further. Guess I shouldn't be too surprised.

[...oh yeah, there's probably something else he should ask.]

What's your name anyway, kid? I didn't catch it the last time we spoke.