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

[action]

[uberboned]

[S-stop it, senpai. You're making him go all weird. It's like Sabriel is happening over here or something.

Gabriel frysquints to see if there's some ulterior motive here, but there's not and he knows it. He can dislike Sam and Dean all he wants- or pretend to- but they're not nearly as bad as he says they are. They're paragons of humanity- they screw up a lot, but God how they try.]

Yeah, yeah. I thought the Herpexia was better, but, hey, whatever works for you. [Or makes you miserable. He pauses, awkwardly, and then scoffs and turns to go.] Good luck not... vomiting out your own soul, bucko.

[action]

[collegedropout]

[So much Sabriel I just can't stand it. ///

Sam tucks his hands into his pockets and nods, half unsure and half humored, the dog sitting next to him like an animal-shaped shadow.]

Thanks. I'll try not to.