IC CONTACT POST
Oct. 19th, 2010 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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[A woman's voice comes over the line.]
You've reached the Trickster's voicemail. Unfortunately, Mr. Trickster isn't available to take your call, nor will he likely ever be. Should you still wish to leave a message, please respond after the tone, and maybe we'll remember to get it to him, mmkay?
[Beep]
[[OOC: This is an IC voicemail post for all verses games. Please put the name of the verse/game you want in the subject heading.]]
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call;
Date: 2011-08-23 06:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 06:53 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-23 06:56 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-23 07:16 am (UTC)But- uh, yeah. He...
Yep. [There's not the hell much you can say to that. Sam can't not be on drugs. They both saw the post. He is a Darkness tiger, indeed.]
voice;
Date: 2011-08-23 07:19 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-23 07:21 am (UTC)Well, you know, by that criteria you could say that Dean's on drugs, too.
But. Man. I gotta wonder if Lucifer saw it, right?
call;
Date: 2011-08-23 07:54 am (UTC)[With quiet excitement:] ...it's the older house in Sector 4. The one with the blue room that I thought would make a perfect nursery.
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Date: 2011-08-23 07:59 am (UTC)Cross your fingers and pray to Daddy she's a lesbian. [Which praying is the last thing he'll want to do with his girlfriend practically tonguing his ear.]
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Date: 2011-08-24 04:30 am (UTC)[Because, yeah, it's kind of a buzzkill to think your daughter might well have the power to kill a man mid-coitus... Dammit. He hated that he had to make a joke out of Jinx's pregnancy to keep himself okay with it. Every time the reality hit him, he shoved it away. Like now. Moving his hands to Jinx's thighs was more important.
call;
Date: 2011-08-24 04:42 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-24 04:45 am (UTC)You actually have to wonder? Wow. Didn't see that optimism coming.
voice;
Date: 2011-08-24 05:20 am (UTC)Well. [Drums his fingers against the still undrunk-from bottle.] He doesn't reply to everything. Man, Lucifer and Sam while high... I feel like I need a shower just thinking about it.
call;
Date: 2011-08-24 07:14 am (UTC)[A pause.] I'm quarantining them to the one in the attic.
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Date: 2011-08-25 01:04 am (UTC)[Buzzkill? What buzzkill? Jinx seems perfectly fine keeping up her sex drive with the topic at hand. Speaking of hands, she likes his right where they are. Hers go to his shirt. Slowly, she rips the buttons off, one by one.]
We've got until February to build that tower. [She rolls her eyes.] God, I hate February. [Then she dives in for a kiss that's more tongue than anything.]
call;
Date: 2011-08-25 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-25 04:05 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-25 04:16 am (UTC)It oughta worry anyone. If Sam's melon's on the fritz, he'd probably say yes to Lucifer giving him a happy ending, much less to consenting to being his vessel.
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Date: 2011-08-25 04:24 am (UTC)Thanks. Thanks for that. I feel enriched.
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Date: 2011-08-25 04:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-25 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-25 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-25 05:08 am (UTC)[Sinking a little lower into his wheelchair.]
I still don't regret it.
call;
Date: 2011-08-25 05:24 am (UTC)We should also buy a new couch. You know, one that no one's died on.
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Date: 2011-08-25 05:29 am (UTC)What if we get caught~?
[She sounds more excited about it than worried.]
call;
Date: 2011-08-25 08:57 pm (UTC)