IC CONTACT POST

[uberboned]

[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.]]

Comments

Re: Virus; /slips over a 50. Good :D

[ella_of_frell]

Huhwha?

What recipe book what I using for what?

Virus;

[uberboned]

For making soup on the floor, apparently.

virus;

[uberboned]

Jogging, ducks, and men's clothes. 'Cause I can see where one of those things works, but not so much the other two.

Re: Virus;

[ella_of_frell]

Making soup on the fl...

Oh. Oh gods - I - I'm sorry, heh, that... wasn't actually me that sent that to you. I don't make soup on the floor.

[uberboned]

Sure. Just as long as it has nothing to do with Sam.

[thelightbringer]

[Well that throws him off. he blinks.]

Why? What's wrong with Sam?

virus;

[motioned]

what.

virus;

[uberboned]

Your NV's infected with that bug, isn't it?

[uberboned]

Nothing's wrong with Sam. I'm just worried every conversation we have about him right now is gonna somehow turn into The Sam Sexcapades. Seriously. What're you gonna ask?

Virus;

[uberboned]

Lemme guess. Horrible NV virus gone wrong?

[thelightbringer]

[Brow furrowing.] He doesn't have sexcapades. He doesn't have that much sex.

[He yanks Gabriel over to lean on so they can start walking again.]

Why is everything about sex with you? Kali, and I know you've got a pornographic moustache....

[uberboned]

I have a healthy libido and that mustache is a priceless heirloom that I'll sell on Ebay one of these days. [If Gabriel were capable of real exhaustion, he might be feeling it now. Instead, he just keeps carrying Lucifer's weight down the street.] Now. Tell me what you were gonna ask me, 'cause let's be honest, bro? You might not get a chance after tonight.

[thelightbringer]

[But typical of drunken minds, Lucifer frowns.] I don't remember. All your talking drowned it. [Yup, totally Gabriel's fault, nothing to do with Lucifer's own rambling.]

Would you let the Winchesters set me on fire if I talked Michael into letting me teach him things?

Re: Virus;

[ella_of_frell]

Good guess. I think this happened last year too. Probably done by the same fellows.

[ Also, she'll apologize later for the special brand of crazy dancing on a table thanks to Haruhi's command here. >.>a IT's ENTERTAINMENT OK ]

I take it the virus missed yours?

virus;

[motioned]

i don't see a bug and I wouldn't hit one!

[uberboned]

Not on their sorry lives. [In a perfect world, Sam and Dean would stay out of his family's affairs and open a ranch in Montana and live a questionably incestuous VC Andrews-esque life.]

Virus;

[uberboned]

It did... Until just this moment. I'm not that broken up about it- so a bunch of people get wildly out of context text messages from me. I'd probably do that just for the hell of it on a good day

[thelightbringer]

I don't believe you. [He says it softly, almost sounding sober for a second there.]

If they think I touch their father's body in nasty wrong places, they'll run amok. And Mary...she'll need to be locked up.

virus;

[uberboned]

A virus, Ahiru. A computer virus.

[uberboned]

And I'm tellin' you, bro, I don't care about Casa del Winchester. Period. I washed my hands of getting too caught up in their trainwrecks. [Sorta. Only vaguely.]

virus;

[motioned]

i don't have a computer!

[thelightbringer]

You died for them.

Re: Virus;

[ella_of_frell]

You'd probably be extremely bored to do that though. I mean, it's confusing enough. But I guess it's not as bad as it could be.

Just...embarrassing.

Virus;

[uberboned]

It's only embarrassing so long as you don't know how to laugh at it. Once you can do that, it's just funny.

[uberboned]

I died for a lot of things. They happened to be on the same boat.