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IC CONTACT POST

[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.]]
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Would you like assistance preventing anyone from entering it?
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[Awkward]
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That isn't humorous.
[He understood that comment, bro.]
And I don't care about my door. Dean already went through it.
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Yeah? How'd that go?
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He found out that Lucifer and I were not at odds. How do you expect it went?
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[WE'VE HAD A LOT OF DEANS, CASTIEL. AND THEY ALWAYS THROW DOWN ABOUT THAT.]
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[Though he is resigned to it by now, at least.]
Do you want assistance or not?
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Just don't stick your head in.
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Awww. Animus shenanigans got you moody again, bro?
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[The most petulant. And there goes a feather; he's molting. It's pathetic.]
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[Gabriel notes the feather, picks it up, and dangles it in front of his face.] Your feathers just fall off in the fall.
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Humorous.
[And because Gabriel is poking at him...]
What exactly is behind your door?
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My sex tape. What d'you think?
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[He knows Gabriel's personality pretty well, but not his history.]
I would presume either the war, your death, or Heaven.
[Specifically the part of Heaven they've been dealing with a lot lately.]
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That is a terrible description.
[A pause, as he contemplates something for a moment.]
Why is it power tools? Was it something different before humans invented them?
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[Because he distinctly remembers not too long ago in human history where they were shoving icepicks into each others' eyes under the guise of psychiatric treatment.]
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[....]
...Not like that.
[beat]
Okay, sometimes like that. And I don't even wanna talk about the Nephilim.
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You know, I married a human.
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...Did you use protection?
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There is no chance of children.
[Because someone is still a virgin.]
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Some marriage.
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