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

[uberboned]

And rather than respond, Gabriel starts faking like he's throwing up in his mouth a little, overdramatically.

[balladeer]

[ Aurican never bothered to learn the name of his other employer until now. Consider it even. ]

Mr. Gabriel, this is Aurican, your harpist at Purgatory, but I was previously known as Eurig.

[uberboned]

Uh-huh? [Professionalism: Gabriel has it.]

[balladeer]

[ He's used to it. ]

I will be unable to go to work.

The police tend to be disagreeable if you burn down private property and attack the owner.

[uberboned]

[....]

Was everyone I know involved in that fiasco?

[balladeer]

I wouldn't know, I don't know the people you know.

[uberboned]

That was mostly rhetorical. Thankfully, my wife probably starts more fires than you do or I'd have to worry about whether or not being an arsonist is grounds for firing someone, so good news! We'll leave your harp on for you.

[balladeer]

[ Aurican was more than ready to assume that he might be dismissed from his occupation, so he's a little surprised at that. But he can tell that this Gabriel is likely displeased of this. ]

Thank you. I wish to send my apologies for making things difficult with my behavior.

[uberboned]

Eh, you're not the worst person on the stuff.

[Adstringendum] [Text]

[rapping]

i need the shit to make smores stat
pronto
tonight
dont ask questions
this message will self destruct as soon as you get your angel ass in gear
sincerely your human spirit animal
ps that shit cant be stale

[Voice]

[uberboned]

Okay. Spill. Who're you trying to impress?

[Voice]

[rapping]

[god dammit gabriel]

I need to win a bet.

[Voice]

[uberboned]

[Earn your gifts, young Padawan.]

With smores.

[Voice]

[rapping]

I don't fucking argue with what Jade thinks I can and can't get in this shithole.

[Voice]

[uberboned]

Ohhh, it's for Jade.

[Voice]

[rapping]

[ . . . ]

What the fuck does that matter?

Voice;

[momchester]

No. I just know a guy.

Voice;

[uberboned]

That don't sound suspicious at all.

[Voice]

[uberboned]

So how much of this is a bet and how much of it is you wanting Jade to sparkle at you?

Voice;

[momchester]

He can give out powers. He gave me telekinesis about two months ago.

[Voice]

[rapping]

I'm not losing a bet to a furry, dude.

It's a matter of pride.

[fuk u gabriel]

[Voice]

[uberboned]

May I remind you that in the future, you and that furry are sitting in a tree?

Voice;

[uberboned]

And now you need someone to play Jedi Master with you.

Voice;

[momchester]

Would you mind?

Voice;

[uberboned]

Only if you don't mind boot camp. [Totally joking. OR IS HE?]