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

[expunger]

"Well-adjusted" is a strong term for any of us.

[uberboned]

Better-adjusted, then.

[expunger]

[She nods, conceding the point with surprising ease.]

Where are the rest of your snakes?

[She only sees (or senses) one. What's going on bro.]

[uberboned]

...I have an army of snakes?

[expunger]

You call them an orchestra.

[uberboned]

[A wistful sigh.] My dreams have finally been realized.

[expunger]

I don't think I will ever understand you.

[♥]