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[Several pages are filled with notes spanning from his second day at Paradisa up to the current date. Many subjects were written about, such as the nature of losses, the castle, its residents, etc. Tl;dr Johnny is now well informed but still kind of weirded out.]
Still gotta check out what my "loss" is, but I have to be careful. Losing a memory is one thing that can't affect anyone other than me, but if I lost my control over...
The forest looks pretty remote.
Christmas was... weird, but okay, I guess. The castle - or whoever's running this place - gave me that one group shot we took back in New York. One piece of home in this bizarre castle...
As long as Shania or Lenny never find out about what happened, I'm good. I hope that guy doesn't think I'm- [the rest is scribbled out, followed by a verbal keysmash and "Augh! Forget about it already!"]
I've never really needed to worry about money before; I still don't here, it seems. But what else am I gonna do with all this free time? No more looking for lost cats - no saving the world from destruction, either. No monsters to fight, bad guys to chase down, no traveling across continents...
No one to go adventuring with. Nowhere to go beyond this castle and town.
[some pen tapping, then he mutters] I'd might as well...
[/Private]
Attention, all residents of Paradisa!
The Garland Detective Agency is now open for business!
Missing persons? Suspicious thievery? Lack of any need for money here aside, I'm your man! My office is on the seventeenth floor.
(OoC: 1702 now has an added plate saying "Garland Detective Agency" above Johnny's name, and the front of his room looks more... office-like. Sort of. Johnny tries.)
Still gotta check out what my "loss" is, but I have to be careful. Losing a memory is one thing that can't affect anyone other than me, but if I lost my control over...
The forest looks pretty remote.
Christmas was... weird, but okay, I guess. The castle - or whoever's running this place - gave me that one group shot we took back in New York. One piece of home in this bizarre castle...
As long as Shania or Lenny never find out about what happened, I'm good. I hope that guy doesn't think I'm- [the rest is scribbled out, followed by a verbal keysmash and "Augh! Forget about it already!"]
I've never really needed to worry about money before; I still don't here, it seems. But what else am I gonna do with all this free time? No more looking for lost cats - no saving the world from destruction, either. No monsters to fight, bad guys to chase down, no traveling across continents...
No one to go adventuring with. Nowhere to go beyond this castle and town.
[some pen tapping, then he mutters] I'd might as well...
[/Private]
Attention, all residents of Paradisa!
The Garland Detective Agency is now open for business!
Missing persons? Suspicious thievery? Lack of any need for money here aside, I'm your man! My office is on the seventeenth floor.
(OoC: 1702 now has an added plate saying "Garland Detective Agency" above Johnny's name, and the front of his room looks more... office-like. Sort of. Johnny tries.)