14th Car | Loss discovery [Accidental Dictation]

[teenagebadboy]

[So Aaron has gotten increasingly bored at the castle. He had nothing to do during the days, other than walking and playing with Clyde, and know that Tucker had vanished he didn't have a mate to hang out with either. So he had wished for an Xbox, some games and a TV. However as he tried to put the attachment for the TV on the wall he couldn't. Every time he tried to use the drill it refused to start. Getting exasperated he wished up a hammer and tried to nail the bloody thing onto the wall. But as he tried the hammer slipped right out of his steady grip... and fell down on his foot. He cried out in pain as it landed.]

Blasted thing! Shite, shite... Ahhh, damn it. Soddin' hammer.

[Once the pain had subsided Aaron had tried a few more times before he finally gave up. He then directed the journal with a lot of sarcasm.]

Lucky me huh. Looks like I found out what my flamin' loss was. Chuffin' castle. Anyone around to help me out with something I can't seem to do because of this flippin' loss?

Comments

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[thiefoflight]

Your loss is you can't use hammers?

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[teenagebadboy]

Didn't I just say that? I can't use hammers, drills o screwdrivers. So yeah obviously it's my bloody loss that I can't use any flippin' tool.

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[freeslider]

Whoa...hey...are you alright?

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[teenagebadboy]

Except the fact that I can't use tools? Yeah I'm feeling perfectly fine. [Sarcasm.] I got the XBox 360 at least. Just can't put the blasted telly up.

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[freeslider]

Oh. Oh. Well I don't know how much I can help but I could come give it a shot if you need help...

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[teenagebadboy]

You know how to drill holes in a wall? I need to put up an attachment for the telly. If you don't know, then don't bother. If I can't put this up I'll have to settle for an old-fashioned telly.

Once it's set up I can show ya how much better graphics is in 2012.

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[freeslider]

I'm not a carpenter or anything, but I can figure it out. Although why do you need to have your tv on the wall?

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[teenagebadboy]

Alright cheers.

Cos I don't want to have a big telly taking up space. Y'know where I'm from you can have slim TVs which you attach to walls. It's called development, innit. But the castle decided to make things difficult for me.

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[freeslider]

I guess it wouldn't be the castle otherwise, but let's not let it stop us from having fun, eh? I'll be up as soon as I can. What's your room number?

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[teenagebadboy]

Yeah, how fun. [Sarcasm.] My room's 228, second floor.

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[freeslider]

[Completely ignoring that sarcasm for the moment]

I'll be right there. Don't touch anything.

[And she's true to her word too. A couple of minutes later, and she knocks on his down]

Action

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron opens the door and gives her a nod.]

Alright?

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[freeslider]

Hey... [She gives him a tiny wave]

I'm Wade. Hear you ordered a handiperson?

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[teenagebadboy]

Yeah. I do prefer my handipersons fitter and more manly tho. [Smirks] But any help you can offer would be appreciated.

[Steps aside to let Wade in.] So the telly is over there by the bed. The attachment probably lies around 'ere somewhere.

[freeslider]

[She grins at him and steps in] You'll have to make do with small and girly, but let's see here...

Whoa...so this is what tv's are gonna look like in a few years? Wild... [Whoops mildly distracted as she runs her hands over it]

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah. Technology has advanced some since the Nintendo 64. That TV is much slimmer than an old TV and has better definition.

[Follows her up to the TV.]

Only problem is that it needs to get attached to the wall.

[freeslider]

Right. Sorry...

[She goes to find the attachment and holds it up to the wall]

Alright. I think I can do this, but maybe it's best if you walk me through it.

[teenagebadboy]

Alright. You'll need to use the drill to make the holes which the screws should go in through.

[freeslider]

[She picks up the drill and experimentally revs it, smiling]

Just point and I'll shoot.

I realized that isn't the way you do it...

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron picks up the attachment and holds it up against the wall. He the points at the four holes screws should go in through.]

Ready when you are.

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[originalcopy]

fuck's wrong with you?

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[teenagebadboy]

I dropped a flamin' hammer on my foot cos the castle made be unable to use tools. That's what happened.

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[originalcopy]

Seriously? No tools at all huh?

[teenagebadboy]

None of those I tried at least. This better me a temporary loss or I'll go off my rockets about it.

[originalcopy]

What about a screwdriver?

[teenagebadboy]

Tried that. It wouldn't start no matter what I did.

[originalcopy]

How about a wrench?

[teenagebadboy]

How am I supposed to attach something to a wall with a bloody wrench?

[originalcopy]

I don't know, use it bang the fuckin' nail in...

[teenagebadboy]

That's not how ya use a wrench.

[But he does give it a shot but after some banging and failed attempts to even hit the nail, the wrench slips. There's another string of curses as the wrench also lands on his foot.]

Any other brilliant ideas? Or should I get a clipcard for the clinic?

[originalcopy]

That was kind of the point... [if he couldn't use tools the right way, maybe he could cheat and use them the wrong way. But then the cussing puts a crimp in that idea.]

Oh stop bitching, I'll come help you. God.

[teenagebadboy]

Y'know what, don't bother if it's too hard on you. And I'm not bitching about it. It was called sarcasm, look it up.

[originalcopy]

You're totally bitching about it. And hey, if you don't want my help that's fine with me.

[Angry muttering because someone is having a hard time coping with Tucker leaving. And everyone else he's ever befriended here disappearing]

I don't fuckin' need to be playing babysitter to you assholes anymore anyway.

[teenagebadboy]

I don't need a babysitter. I'm fine on my own. I've always been.

[originalcopy]

Yeah sure... good luck doing whatever it is you can't do.

[teenagebadboy]

What'd you want me to say? Beg? If I'm such a pain then why do you bother?

[originalcopy]

I don't fukin' know... if you didn't want any help then why the fuck did you ask?

idek, I must have been tired

[teenagebadboy]

Look, I need help with this, alright? But having you accuse me of "bitching about it" doesn't go down well for me. So if you don't want to bother about it then feel free to not help me. I won't stop ya.

[originalcopy]

Meh, fine. I'll be over to help in a minute.

[Of course he's going to help you, you were Tucker's friend. Even if he doesn't particularly care for you himself, that puts you on his list of people he 'kind of gives a shit about'. He also never helps anyone without bitching about having to do so. No matter who they are.]

[teenagebadboy]

Take your time.

[originalcopy]

[Church shows up a few minutes later. A half scowl on his face to demonstrate that he'd really rather be somewhere else. Even though he has nowhere else to be and really has no problem helping out.]

So what's this thing you can't do?

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron matches that scowl with one of his own. He has had a lot of practise.]

Use tools. [Points over his shoulder at the flat TV he can't put up cos of the attachment which lies on the floor. Tools are spread around the room. Nothing Aaron had tried had helped.] Trying to put up a tell but I can't attach the attachment the tell needs to rest in.

[originalcopy]

What are you trying to tell someone that you need an attachment to do it?

Or you know what, I don't want to know.

[Sorry Aaron, but he doesn't understand your slang.]

[teenagebadboy]

[Scrunches his face and gives Church a look.]

Not telling anyone anything. The television, y'know the thing you can watch programs on? Or maybe you don't have that in the future. It needs to rest in an attachment which needs to get nailed to the wall.

[originalcopy]

Oh... well, ok then. Where do you want it?

[Church shrugs and looks around, noticing the Xbox.]

Hey, is that a game box? Have you ever played Grand Larceny Car? That game has the best trick with a helicopter.

[South Dakota had introduced him to the awesome world of video games back when she was a resident.]

[teenagebadboy]

On the wall in front of the bed.

[Glances over to the XBox.]

It's called XBox 360 but yeah it's a "game box". I haven't heard about that game though so no, I haven't played it.

[originalcopy]

Yeah alright.

[He gets the TV up... but it's just a fraction of a hair off. Not enough to really notice but enough that it subconsciously registers as 'off'.]

You should try it... you run around stealing cars and beating up hookers and shit.

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron think it looks alright. He's not much of a perfectionist.]

I think I've played that game actually. But it goes by Grand Vehicle Steal where I'm from. Odd but I guess it's because we're from different worlds. It's a fun game regardless of its name.