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teenagebadboy

Anyone else who has received a strange key to a strange door in their rooms? I'm not entirely sure if I trust it.

[Then there's a bark in the background and Aaron reaches out to pet Clyde.] Can't say hat the gift I received this year beat the one I got last year.

[In the end though he'll pick up Clyde and step through the door to return home.]

teenagebadboy

Not again... [Aaron groans and stares up at the mistletoe above his head. They weren't even in the Castle and there was still cursed decorations around the place. He was just heading out to take a look around but now he's stuck in the doorway until he gets a kiss. He's pretty exasperated about it.]]

teenagebadboy

[Aaron's in the kitchen making toasted bread. He has already wished up a jar of his favourite marmalade. Feel free to bother him.]

teenagebadboy

Well I'm out of the clinic now at least. For anyone who bothers.

Y'know I thought today would pass like any ordinary day even if it isn't. The castle didn't want to play along though. Really getting sick of it. I have already got hit with a loss, I didn't need another. If anyone needs me then don't bother. I'll be in my room.

teenagebadboy

[Waking up in the clinic had been strange enough for Aaron. He couldn't remember if he had been injured or anything so it seemed too strange. The next surprise was that his usual clothes were gone and instead he wore blue shrubs. To make things even worse he had a official looking name tag with Hotten Hospital engraved and his full name Aaron Livesy. It was weird but nothing he couldn't cope with. But as he tried to leave he was stopped by an invisible barrier He tried several times and soon his curses was broadcast across the journals.]

Flippin' hell...

((Delayed loss start.))

teenagebadboy

I wonder if there's some lingering effects of the stuff which happened last month. The place seems more spooky than usual.

[He had heard the whispers of the walls. It creped him out but he didn't want to admit that. He didn't want to seem crazy.]

teenagebadboy

[Filtered away from anyone who wants the residents harm.]

[The issue with his own background was the lack of defensive skills. He could throw a punch but not cast magic or use a gun. So he had to do what he had to do. There's just one issue.]

Could anyone help me out with putting up chains and other stuff in my room? I can't use tools because of my bloody loss.

teenagebadboy

[Summers in England was usually rainy and cold so when the temperature went up, Aaron went out to get some sun. He has wished up a lounger which he's sitting in with a cold beer to soak up some sun. His usual hoodie is put away and he's just wearing trackies and a t-shirt.]

Nice to get some proper summer weather for once. [He lazily addresses the journal]

teenagebadboy

So yeah is it possible for people who once were dead to come to this castle and be alright and alive? Losing my memories kind of made me wonder about that.

teenagebadboy

( Filtered to Dr. Keller )

[With that message sent away Aaron too Clyde outside for a walk and to play some fetch. He can be found outside of the castle together with his German Shepard. Be aware though as Clyde isn't leashed. The guard dog may bark at you but other than that it's a kind dog.]

teenagebadboy

Alright, who changed the seasons up? I was actually starting to enjoy the summer. It's a lot more sun here than back home. But what the 'eck, Christmas in June? That's bullocks. This place is messed up, seriously!

teenagebadboy

I find it odd that some things like computer game titles can vary so much between worlds. It's similar content but the title is different. So is there anyone else who got a favourite game they wanna share? Maybe there's something like that in my world too. One of my favourite games is Call of War where you basically play a soldier who's involved in war and often later becomes a spy. Anything similar in other worlds?

( Filtered to Death Match staff but not Meg )

teenagebadboy

[Aaron stumbles through the corridor with his journal clenched under his arm. He's hyperventilating and sweating. His vision has turned into tunnel vision and he scrapes his fingers against the walls. He's having a full blown panic attack. He had seen those tornadoes and other spirals and his already fragile state of mind had faltered badly.]

teenagebadboy

So yeah I haven't been around here long. That's why i have to ask. Should I expect some Castle trouble during Easter? Not that I'm religious or anything but if I'm going to get bombarded by easter eggs I would like to be prepared.

( Filtered to Church )

( Filtered to Wade )

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?

teenagebadboy

[So Aaron had taken Church's advice and wishes for a chew toy for his dog. However the castle was big and Aaron didn't like staying in his room all day. So he had been hanging around with Clyde on his tail. But somewhere that flamin' toy had got lost.]

Hey if anyone finds a squeaky rubber bone, let me know alright? I don't fancy wishing up another one with that loss-price stuff, ta.

( Filtered to Tucker )

[Aaron strikes out his message to Tucker because his mate probably won't get in while he's out to investigate the outposts.]

teenagebadboy

[Aaron has been very tired for the last few days and that has caused his mood to crash. He wears a frown on his face and the silliest things make him annoyed. Today it's shaving which riles him up. He had tried to trim his beard, something which he usually did without trouble. Ever since his first failed attempt at shaving he has got better. But today he cuts himself twice. He's drowsy and unfocused but the pain pushes him over the edge.]

( Cut for bad language )

[There there's a loud noise as he flings the razor and shaving cream down into the sink. He then kicks the pipes under the sink. He breathes heavily after his fit and rest against the sides of the sink. Nearby lies his journal which obviously picked it all up without him noticing.]

Can't cope with this...

teenagebadboy

[Aaron had taken the last few weeks to reflect over the bloater business. His bravado may have hold up at the time but by now it was crumbling. He couldn't push the sigh of that monster out of his mind. He could deal with the human kind of monster but that thing was something else, taken from a zombie game or a horror film.

But as usually he tried to deal with it on his own. Which only meant that instead of talking about it, he let it build up inside and tear him apart. A very inefficient plan.

In all of this however he remembered Tucker and how harsh he had been to him. He was still upset over putting his his own life at risk just to have that bastard run away. Sure he saved someone else and that was something he had to consider. Things were coming to its edge today as he walked around the corridors. On his way he spotted Tucker and perhaps the man also spotted him. Aaron was still upset at him for what he did. It wasn't fair but Aaron wasn't always rational. But Tucker had become a mate and he was slowly working his head around to make things up. There was nobody here for him, nobody to get through to him. Despise it all Tucker had shown kindness to him. He was a mate and Aaron felt that maybe, just maybe, he could bring himself to apologize for his earlier behaviour.]

( Room filter, directed at Tucker )

((OOC: feel free to run into Aaron in the corridor.))

teenagebadboy

[Anyone whom opens their journals will find dog spit seeking through the pages as Aaron's dog Clyde got hold of Aaron's journal. Aaron's is not that impressed either. He's currently (on some location) attempting to wrench the journal out of Clyde's bite. The dog thinks they're playing and pulls back against him.]

Drop it Clyde, drop it. Bad dog! [Aaron lectures. Clyde finally let's go so that Aaron can get back the dog spit drenched journal. With a grimaces he opens it.]

Sorry about that. Don't know what have got into my dog lately.

teenagebadboy

This place isn't that bad.

[Aaron muses as he stumbles down the corridor while being a slightly off balance.]

Free booze in every tap and corner. Fun stuff!

[yeah, someone might be a tad bit tipsy.]

((OOC: I made a derp. Corrected it now.))

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