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[magnets]

[ It's been a while since Jesse's showed up, propped up against a wall and jarring awake like someone's hit him. There's a lot of shock, a lot of wandering, he even lights himself a cigarette before he gets to the journal and seats himself on the floor, cross-legged, ash lightly sprinkling on the page. ]

The hell is this, they give- [ It starts cutting in and out as he flips the pages, opens and closes the book. ] -write my feelings in some damn- [ Close, open. ] -creep-ass-

[ Open. ]

Oh, yeah, yeah, let's just not even tell the guy, let's just sit him in some damn fancy-shmancy fuckin' hotel and not even let him - Hah, not even tell what the hell's happening, that's great, let's not even let him pack or anythin', just kidnap him and throw him to the buzzards, yeah, yeah, let's pull some roadkill, old Western crap. [ With silk sheets and fancy furniture. Hmm. ]

Screw this, I'm checkin' the place out, bullshit, this is bullshit.

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[simulatedmedic]

Someone has a dirty mouth.

[magnets]

Uh. Sorry? Who gives-

[ He answers before he kind of fully comprehends the situation because, wow, excuse you, talking book. There's a toe of a sneaker against the thing before he makes his response, slow and careful. ]

Hello?

[hellofist]

Don't think there's, uh... roadkill. Or buzzards.

[magnets]

Oh, cool, great. There's a load off my mind.

[dog_eat_dog]

[Have a woman with a not-taking-shit tone!]

Oh, calm the fuck down. You want someone to come hold your hand?

[magnets]

[ This is just going to be a match of nobody taking shit here, have some sarcasm right back! ]

Sorry, yeah, next time I'll take some kidnappin' more lightly, I'll, uh, I'll sleep all sweetly on silk fuckin' sheets for a while instead'a figurin' everything out. Seriously?

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[putuporshutup]

[Meg hasn't genuinely laughed this hard in a while. She always feels pretty bad for new arrivals, but this one is just too entertaining.]

You have no idea.

[magnets]

[ Stop laughing! Stop laughing, he is very serious. If only you could see his serious face right now. ]

It's messed up, yo, how many people are even here?

[wolfchild]

You figured it out already. Aren't you clever?

[magnets]

[ Figured out - ] What, like the Satan book thing? Ain't really hard to figure out when people start talkin' to you outta it.

[willrememberthat]

You shouldn't swear.

[magnets]

[ Well, shit, if he'd've known there were gonna be kids listening. It's one of the first people Jesse hasn't immediately found himself snapping at, because the voice is very little. ]

Uhh. Yeah, sorry about that.

[dictated]

[sonatilove]

You talk nasty!

[magnets]

I didn't --

[ Why are there so many kids here, this is distressing. ]

Yeah, I got, like -- bad manners. Makes me shout all kinda stuff. Sorry, sorry, I'll cool it.

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[rightchoices]

[ Lee will answer a few hours later, tone serious but distantly amused at the same time. ]

Find your way out yet?

[magnets]

[ There's a long scoff of a sigh before Jesse actually answers, even him with half a sarcastic chuckle in his voice. It's been a long-ass few hours, is what it's been. He's tired and very confused. And also probably a little drunk. ]

"Out," yeah, no, it doesn't feel like I'm gonna be makin' any escape any time soon. But did I get the ropes shown? Yeah, yeah, sorta.

Dictated forever

[indirectcause]

Sorry man, this has got some you can check out but can't leave shit going for it.

Dictated since before time began!!

[magnets]

So, what, it's just outta my hands? Ain't my call anymore?

Dictated

[fairlyclassichim]

[What the... someone else around here that actually sounds like they have a normal grip on reality?]

Don't worry buddy, nobody kidnapped you. You'll be fine. It just takes some getting used to.

You're not wrong about it being total bullshit, though.

[magnets]

[ You and me both, buddy, let's start a club. ]

Didn't get kidnapped. Uhhh, all right, so how's about the part where I get from Point A to Point B without my consent? That's fucked up, yo, I don't even get any say in it? Total kidnapping.

Dictated

[hasmommyissues]

Oof somebody needs to relax.

All that anger just cannot be good for your blood pressure.

[magnets]

[ Yeahhhh, although neither's the meth. ]

Well, blood pressure this. [ He's probably flipping him off, but that's not exactly evident over the audio, is it? ] I was workin' all fine and dandy and then I got snatched outta thin air, apparently. I'm gonna be mad if I wanna be mad. I don't care.

[silentrunning]

[Chell'd been slacking on her duties of helping out newbies, but today, she writes a message.]

Welcome to Wonderfuck. The Castle would not dirty its floors with roadkill.

I suppose I should give its real name. This is Caer Paradisa, but some friends and I call it Castle Wonderfuck.

[She doesn't give her name.]

If you have questions, I'll try to answer them.

[magnets]

[ Hey, he can go with the flow. He'll write back, granted in a messy, chicken scratch sort of way. ]

Wonderfuck. That ain't even clever. More like Paradis-is-total-jack.

[ Because that's clever? ]

You're not talking like the rest of em.

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[focusrighthere]

[Tess is taking good care of this one. Joel understands her instincts-- what a refreshing journal entry, nevermind all that rattling on. A down to earth reaction to total bullshit. He's gotta be pre-infection, though, for sure.]

Hey, look at it this way. When you run outta smokes and you can just wish up some more.

[magnets]

Oh, well. Great, there's a load off my mind.

[ He sounds less snippy than earlier at least. Though the sarcasm's firmly there to stay. ]

Wishin's cool and all, like, someone showed me how t'do it? But, uh. Doesn't really keep me from bein' where I gotta be, man.

[ensorceler]

[ And this one just has to walk by, looking down at what appears to be a beggar that has wandered it's way into the castle. The cigarette gives her pause, knowing it well by now, but she ignores it just long enough to quickly crouch down and hold out a few caiso coins to, her other hand stretching as if to touch his forehead. Yep.

Well, she is dressed like the queen she's acting like, a crown made of ruby and gold surrounding the dark hair piled atop her head, her bodice and flowing skirts red and gold in time. Next to her, almost anyone might look like a beggar, but he is quite the special case, sitting on the floor looking like that. ]

May God bless and guide your poor, lost soul.

[magnets]

[ Someone like that, you kind of see coming from a mile away, and Jesse doesn't really know how to react to that because he's not sure what to expect in the first place. She looks really fancy, crown and everything, and he's been told that there are people from different times here, sure. Doesn't mean it's sunken in and he's put two and two together, though. ]

[ For now, he's just kind of pausing a beat, and his head jerks a little as if he might pull away from her hand - what is she doing - but then his hand just kind of mindlessly accepts whatever it is she's giving him, money or something. The coins jangle in his hand and he looks down at them for a couple of long seconds, then back up at her with a confused sort of shift of his eyes. ] Um.

[ There's really only one thing to say in a situation like this. ] Thank you?

[lucre]

[ New arrivals are becoming common, to her, but not one so skilled in speaking in monologue. Charming. Here is a lady who seems to fit in well enough in the fancy-shmancy hotel, laughing carelessly at his cussing while still continuing on her way, albeit walking slower to allow him to respond. ]

Do you need help locating your room, dear guest?

[magnets]

[ She sounds it, certainly. He's kind of quickly finding out the amount of fancy-shmancy here that really does fit in quite well within this place. He is not one of those people. ]

Well, the room ain't so much'a the problem, honestly. It's kinda the everything else.