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Um...

Yeah, hi. I'm Danny Fenton, and if you meant to call me and not some other person, you can leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I figure out how to work this thing...

*BEEP*

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They've made contact! YESSSS! HAHA! I AM OFFICIALLY THE DULY DEPUTIZED PROTECTOR OF AMITY PARK! BWAHA! NO GHOST CAN GET PAST ME--

....why am I rambling this on the Gadget?

HAHAAAAA! THE CITIZENS OF AMITY PARK HAVE FINALLY ACCEPTED ME AGAIN--o-oh.....t-they....they shouldn't be...

W-why am I female again? I really don't like this...I feel uncomfortable this way, oh gosh....

I-what is that? @_@ I-I--I think I'm going to be missing in action for today....

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Well. I've decided to finally take part in this hotel's insanity again. I think I've finally gotten over the shock of death here...plus, they'll probably find out about me sooner or later and I'll be obliterated. *sighs*

I'm rooming with a...Mello, I think. And I feel a bit more...temperamental today. Please, please, no one bother me. You may find yourself dead in the infirmary.

I'm serious. Don't come near me. Just. Don't. Please.

((OOC: Once more: different entity~ he is now Phantom. See OOC board for more info. <3))

Th-th-th...

They're gone...it happened again...they died, just like that...I-I can't imagine how I...

I couldn't save them, I couldn't prevent this--

WHY DID I KILL THEM?!?!?!
How could this...for a third time, I--I...

You win.

I'm at: Floor 10
Feeling: I...crushed.

I'm rooming with Olivia.

Our room has thorns on the wall. Spectacular. There is a potato on the dresser. Even better. I guess the effects aren't that bad. But if those cupids shoot me with an arrow I'm going to burn them, roast them, and have fried circuitry for dinner.

Did...I just type that? Oh great, it's even worse now!

I'm at: Floor 8
Feeling: neutral