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

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[integrity]

With what you lot have done over the centuries, being brainwashed and memory-wiped is kinder than remembering what you've all done. Demons don't have the luxury of ignorance.

[Crowley knows more than he lets on -- mostly because he was there, for part of it.

But his tone shifts from seriousness to a bit more amused.]

Though she is attractive.

[He'll let the Winchesters go, for now, in favor of torment.]

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[uberboned]

Oh, shut up. [OKAY, SO HE DESERVES THIS, BUT STILL. :|]

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[integrity]

Make me.

[Petulantly -- but Crowley focuses on something else, tone light and amused.]

What do you want in exchange for keeping idiot and moron away from me?

[Nothing is free, after all.]

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[uberboned]

Can it be open-ended?

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[integrity]

What do you take me for, an amateur?

[Absolutely not.]

I do have dogs I need to get rid of, though, if you need a suggestion.

[This is pretty much what his life has come to.]

voice; filtered

[uberboned]

You're gonna give me a puppy to keep the Winchesters from icing you, vanilla-style?

voice; filtered

[integrity]

I think it's more than a fair trade.

They're the most loyal creatures in the universe.

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[uberboned]

As long as they don't eat snakes.

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[integrity]

Well, that amount of training is up to you.

voice; filtered

[uberboned]

All right, fine. It's a deal.