Second car - Big scary place [Written]

[teenagebadboy]

Well this place is all big and glamorous but I can't believe it's for free. Whoever brought us all here must have had some bloody intention with it. Are we supposed to work like slaves to earn our right to be here? Do we need some kind of work? Or is there something even more weird going on? There don't seem to be any information regarding anything. Not even staff around the castle, what the hell?

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[forsometimenow]

Well, everyone gets something taken from them when they come here. In my case, it was some of my memories, but it's different for everyone.

[teenagebadboy]

So it kidnaps us and steals from us. That's just great. I would like to get my return ticket now.

Does that mean everything is free? Because that price is pretty high.

[forsometimenow]

I only wish we could come and go at will... I guess very few people would willingly stay, though.

Well, you can wish for a lot of things. Food. Clothing. Necessities like that. That seems to be the reason something gets taken from us.

[silentrunning]

[Written.]

The castle takes out its price by stealing something precious to you.

[teenagebadboy]

Thanks. I really don't like that at all. I can only imagine what it has taken seeing as I arrived here with pretty much nothing.

[silentrunning]

[Curious.]

I wonder too. I hope it's nothing TOO horrible.

[teenagebadboy]

I suppose we'll just have to find out. Someone told me they lost memories on arrival. But my memory seems intact.

[silentrunning]

It can be anything. Memories. Skills. Abilities. Objects that mean something to you.

[teenagebadboy]

I understand. My name's is Aaron by the way.

[silentrunning]

I'm Chell.

[She draws a smiley in the journal.]

Where are you from?

[teenagebadboy]

I'm from England. And you?

[silentrunning]

I'm from Aperture Science.

[teenagebadboy]

That doesn't sound like any country I've ever heard of. Where does it lie?

[silentrunning]

I don't know. Don't even know what planet. It's not a country. It's a laboratory.

[teenagebadboy]

Oh... was you born in that laboratory or taken there?

[silentrunning]

Taken, when I was very very little.

[teenagebadboy]

What a bunch of scum, kidnapping children. That's just bloody horrible. I suppose this place isn't such a better change then?

[silentrunning]

It's a test too. Just a different kind, I suppose. But at least I get to learn.

So, how about you? What was life like for you before here? If it's okay to ask.

[teenagebadboy]

Just a test? Really? That lab must really have affected you.

Not much to say. Back home I work as a mechanic at my cousin's garage and I live with me mum in the local pub. It's really not all that interesting. Although the castle did pick a shitty time to take me away.

[silentrunning]

You live in a pub?

[She writes. Oh this is interesting.]

What's it like to live in a pub? Also, working in a garage sounds interesting too. I saw cars once, but that was in a city in California the Castle sent us to.

[teenagebadboy]

It's not that different from living in an ordinary house really, only difference is that you can go directly from the living room to the bar.

Yeah it's very interesting with cars. I've learned a lot during my time working there. I would like to have a Cadillac one day.

[silentrunning]

I don't know if the ones I saw were Cadillacs or not. But they were very fast.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah, most cars is fast. I'm not one much for speed though, mostly because I'd like to keep my license. I only got it 2 years ago so.

[silentrunning]

[Confusion... Then understanding.]

So you need to have dog tags to drive a car?

[Nooo Chell. Not pet licenses!]

[teenagebadboy]

No. Dog tags is something completely different from a driving license. Before you're allowed to drive a car you need to learn how to drive and make different tests. Then when you have passed these test you get your driving license. I passed my tests at the first try.

[silentrunning]

OH! That makes much more sense! And congratulations. Were they hard tests?

[teenagebadboy]

Nah, not really.

[originalcopy]

The castle also likes to fuck with us. Some people think that the castle feeds on our emotions and it will do things to make sure we provide a good meal.

[teenagebadboy]

That's just sick and twisted. If I need an emotional roller coaster I could aswell has stayed home with all the shite I has gotten lately.

[originalcopy]

No shit. Well, welcome to Wonderfuck kid.

Things are bound to get a hell of a lot worse.

[teenagebadboy]

Oh that's just fantastic. Cheers for that. Get kidnapped, robbed and now tortured. The drinks better be free or I'll flip.

[originalcopy]

heh, you can wish up as much as you like... but the good stuff will cost you. Then again, you can wish up money too so... [you can practically hear the shrug in his voice]

[teenagebadboy]

What are you saying then? If I want a pint I'll have to get a job? Or just wish up money?

[originalcopy]

Only if you want it to not taste like watered down ass.

I don't know how the 'real stuff' gets here, but it's better than the stuff the castle gives you if you wish for it.

[teenagebadboy]

Got that. Any place where you can get a job around here then? My name's Aaron by the way.

[originalcopy]

I'm not a job agency... try looking around town or one of the bars in the castle.

[teenagebadboy]

Fine, I was just asking.

[hasmommyissues]

Nothing in life ever comes free dear.

[teenagebadboy]

I know that, I'm not daft. That was why I asked what price we have to pay. Try reading stuff better.

[hasmommyissues]

Oh you're a touchy one.

[Silva's favourite kind of people.]

You'll be missing something...maybe an item or a memory. Something that is important to you.

That is the price we pay here.

[teenagebadboy]

I'm not touchy.

Yeah other people has already told me that. I'm not going to let it slide tho. I want wahtever I have lost back, end off.

What people haven't told me if there's some currency we need to buy stuff or how to get that.

[hasmommyissues]

Didn't your mother ever tell you "I want, never gets"?

And why would you want to use cash when you can simply wish for what you desire?

[teenagebadboy]

What? No she never told me that and I've no flamin' idea what you mean by that.

Nobody told me that. What about the pub here tho?

[hasmommyissues]

[He sighs...the impetuous nature of youth annoyed him somewhat.]

It is what parents tell their children when they become somewhat demanding. The implication is they should ask nicely or just stop asking.

Oh the Deathmatch...it's run by this sweet little old thing. A charmer but something of a relic from a previous age. I've never had the pleasure of drinking there.

[teenagebadboy]

My parents never expressed themselves that way. But I'm well aware you can't get all that you want unless you're a spoiled brat. But that's not the point here.

I wasn't asking about the history of the place, I just want to know if I have to pay for a pint as everything seems to be free here. I'm trying to get an idea of the economy and work market here you div.

[hasmommyissues]

"Div"?

Such an interesting remark. I am going to hazard to guess and say you're english.

Somewhere in the north perhaps?

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah I'm from England, Yorkshire.

[hasmommyissues]

Aha Yorkshire.

Im afraid I never had the chance to visit when I was over there..my business down south took up all my time.

[teenagebadboy]

All right.