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failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
Where the hell are you because you're getting a five second head start.
rrr
rarrr
aaaa o god no
Edited 2015-10-07 16:35 (UTC)
[Not even gonna preface this with a hello or anything because: ]
Caboose is alone and unsupervised on a fucking beach making friends with jellyfish.
[Please bring up the idea of going to make sure Caboose doesn't get himself killed so Church can blame this on you]
Caboose is alone and unsupervised on a fucking beach making friends with jellyfish.
[Please bring up the idea of going to make sure Caboose doesn't get himself killed so Church can blame this on you]
[ CABOOSE WHY. ]
You're shitting me. I thought he was just walking around the beach in his armor and picking crap up to give to people. Which beach is he on?
You're shitting me. I thought he was just walking around the beach in his armor and picking crap up to give to people. Which beach is he on?
spaceladyspaceladyspacelady!!!!!
i'm a blue team now!! 8DD
i'm a blue team now!! 8DD
[immediately proceeding this]
CHURCH SAYS HE LOVES ME LIKE HE LOVES YOU
I AM NOT SURE BUT I THINK THE NEXT STEP IS THAT WE HAVE TO GET MARRIED
CHURCH SAYS HE LOVES ME LIKE HE LOVES YOU
I AM NOT SURE BUT I THINK THE NEXT STEP IS THAT WE HAVE TO GET MARRIED
Edited 2015-10-25 06:23 (UTC)
Which Church?
[ Because the answer to that could make a huge difference in how many questions she asks. ]
[ Because the answer to that could make a huge difference in how many questions she asks. ]
[You know, he's gone over how to do this probably a dozen times, now. Went through at least two dozen plans that involved chocolates, flowers, even a stuffed animal at one point.
But in the end, this is all that's coming out: ]
Hey, Tex, uh-- I need to get away from Tweedle-Me and Tweedle-douche. There's a restaurant in downtown Heropa, but they completely fucking misheard me and marked me down for two.
[Church that is legitimately the worst excuse ever]
So uh. Heropa. Six o'clock. [.....] Maybe wear something that's not your armor.
[Smooth, Church. Smooth.]
But in the end, this is all that's coming out: ]
Hey, Tex, uh-- I need to get away from Tweedle-Me and Tweedle-douche. There's a restaurant in downtown Heropa, but they completely fucking misheard me and marked me down for two.
[Church that is legitimately the worst excuse ever]
So uh. Heropa. Six o'clock. [.....] Maybe wear something that's not your armor.
[Smooth, Church. Smooth.]
[ Is he asking her out? And that's how he's doing it? She's going to say yes, but she has to make him sweat first. It wouldn't be right otherwise. ]
Wouldn't want to disappoint that poor restaurant.
What happens if I already have plans tonight?
Wouldn't want to disappoint that poor restaurant.
What happens if I already have plans tonight?
[a package addressed to T shows up in the mail. there's no return address or sender info, and the deliveryperson just shrugs.]
[the wrapping is just plain brown paper, but the box inside is a gilded godiva box, without the plastic. it's obviously been opened already, and the contents make the reason apparent: a few of the chocolates have been removed, and replaced by trinkets of about the same size. the missing ones are the plain milk chocolates or nougat, and in their place rest three shiny bullets. definitely not edible, but maybe actually usable.]
[the wrapping is just plain brown paper, but the box inside is a gilded godiva box, without the plastic. it's obviously been opened already, and the contents make the reason apparent: a few of the chocolates have been removed, and replaced by trinkets of about the same size. the missing ones are the plain milk chocolates or nougat, and in their place rest three shiny bullets. definitely not edible, but maybe actually usable.]
[another delivery, another misshapen package with lazy wrapping and loose string keeping it together. """"anonymously"""", of course. the contents are put together with a great deal more care than the presentation: it's about half a dozen rifles, arranged into some military parody of a french spiral bouquet. the ribbon holding them together is satiny black, and twisted to look like a bowtie instead of a classic bow.]
[ Did... Did he seriously get her guns like she was talking about? She stands at her door for several minutes after she gets the crappy wrapping off to inspect her prizes. She can't imagine Church spending this much on her and her conversation with Epsilon about how she still needed weaponry is fresh in her mind.
And he actually came through with it. Huh.
It'll be a while after the gifts are obtained that she sends him a message. It takes time to inspect and find places for them in her room, after all. ]
Trying to win me over with some new toys?
And he actually came through with it. Huh.
It'll be a while after the gifts are obtained that she sends him a message. It takes time to inspect and find places for them in her room, after all. ]
Trying to win me over with some new toys?
I HAVE A QUESTION
Edited 2015-11-26 07:23 (UTC)
Hey. Hey, Tex? I have a question.
[After, you know, picking up that some shit went down in Heropa...
Tex will be receiving the simple notification of 15 MISSED CALLS
And... zero... messages.
Look, Church hates leaving messages. One of the many things Blood Gulch taught him is that voicemail systems are absolute bullshit.
But, on the sixteenth call: ]
Tex. Where the hell are you?!
Tex will be receiving the simple notification of 15 MISSED CALLS
And... zero... messages.
Look, Church hates leaving messages. One of the many things Blood Gulch taught him is that voicemail systems are absolute bullshit.
But, on the sixteenth call: ]
Tex. Where the hell are you?!
[ She's busy. And the fact that his calls have reached double digit makes this almost a game of chicken. Who is going to crack first before a real message gets sent.
She's still busy when she finally hears the alert. She had a feeling he'd crack first. Maya's dead, but at least her body is somewhere safe.
Whether he likes it or not, she's texting him back. And no, she didn't listen to his message. She hates listening to those damn things as much as he hates leaving them. ]
What?
She's still busy when she finally hears the alert. She had a feeling he'd crack first. Maya's dead, but at least her body is somewhere safe.
Whether he likes it or not, she's texting him back. And no, she didn't listen to his message. She hates listening to those damn things as much as he hates leaving them. ]
What?
Edited 2015-12-12 05:54 (UTC)
We're exchanging gifts the 24th, no earlier than 9 pm and it'll be after dinner. So no stalling on that.
What the hell are you getting me that costs that much?
What the hell are you getting me that costs that much?
text because dear lord his voice is irritating sometimes
failureisntachoice
- 2015-12-19 01:19 (UTC) - Expand[The morning of the 24th, taped right to Tex's (guest) bedroom door is a motivational poster by the one and only Caboose, adorned with stickers and glitter galore.
Find attached: a slightly more legible version for the OOCly curious]
Find attached: a slightly more legible version for the OOCly curious]
Edited 2015-12-23 07:40 (UTC)
[ She has the map downloaded and is already getting ready to head out. The trip won't be horrendously long if he's intending for them to meet nearby in the city she lives. ]
I don't even get a time?
I don't even get a time?
hey tex lmk when you get this? I'm back
[ She's not even texting back. Maya is getting a call and the first thing that's going to be said when the girl picks up the line is: ] Where the fuck were you?
You really think I'm enjoying being in a cramped room with a bunch of-- [ Are people listening to her? Can they hear her? Ugh whatever better to be semi civil. ]
I'm not involved by choice. Asshole.
I'm not involved by choice. Asshole.
I noticed. Tell him over that link of yours so he can't pretend he didn't see my message. I'll give him a ride.
[ This isn't what she meant when she made that offer and Epsilon's going to have to be a bit more specific. ]
What do you mean?
What do you mean?
[Mabel agonizes a little bit about Tex's valentine-- is it cool enough? Is it punchy enough? Is sending her this thing going to encourage or discourage her from trying to send Mabel to school? Eventually she realizes she's thinking about this too hard and just go with her heart. The card is selected and delivered by pig, with a chocolate bar attached to the back. There's a note written under the candy:
Happy Valentine's Day! I hope your day goes great. Thanks for always checking to make sure I'm alive and offering to teach me how to hit people. That's really cool of you.]
Happy Valentine's Day! I hope your day goes great. Thanks for always checking to make sure I'm alive and offering to teach me how to hit people. That's really cool of you.]
Thanks for the card and chocolate, kid. You draw that yourself?
[ She'd been wondering when he'd message her. If he would at all. This isn't the message she thought she'd get. ]
You don't owe me one. I should have told you sooner.
You don't owe me one. I should have told you sooner.
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