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[paradisamods]

[And, quite suddenly...

You're holding your journal. If you already were holding it, congratulations. If you weren't... you are now! Somebody wants your attention.

And get this: it's empty.

The old one's kicking around somewhere, but for now, look at what Paradisa gave you!]

Comments

[atadiscoverer]

No.

[He's used to people not getting what he's saying. Scottish accents are hard to understand]

It's just a phrase.

[psych0p0mps]

oh
well you did say literally

[atadiscoverer]

Ah, aye, I can see where that might be a wee bit confusing.

I just meant the new part, is all.

[psych0p0mps]

it is new ill give it that
hm is it just me or does it smell a little different too?
...
then again it was originally full of blood and grub sauce and chip grease and junk
maybe it was just cleaning out the thermal hull so to speak

[atadiscoverer]

Aye, I do remember a few odd-looking stains on some of the old journal's pages.

Maybe you're right, but this bloody place has me paranoid.

[psych0p0mps]

i dont think its possible to be paranoid about the castle
since it typically is out to get you
or well
already has got you

[atadiscoverer]

Aye, this is true.

I'm still waiting for what it's got in store for me...