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

Video;

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Do you think these things actually give you the real fine print? They wouldn't sell anything if they told you the full story. There's something wrong with this. Big time. I can smell it.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

Just because I didn't-

[SHE DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY THAT. Pause.]

There's nothing wrong with it! I can help people now. That's a good thing.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

You could help people before too.

[PAUSE]

Didn't... What?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

Not in the same way.

[ALSO A PAUSE though she tries to keep it short so he won't get even more suspicious.]

Nothing.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

No, but it would've been a better way.

[TOO LATE]

Ahiru...

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

This is a good way.

What?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I've heard that before.

[Sigh]

You didn't what? You can't hide everything from me, y'know. I've got good ears.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

It's true this time!

I said it's nothing.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Okay. I'll let it go this time. But this ain't over, kiddo.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

Yes, it is!