sunday texting

[meeem]

texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old-fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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[blooddrive]

[In rapid succession:]

Nothing, nothing.

Just... a little mishap with Waffle.

I can fix it.

[noburden]

I've always suspected Waffle held some disdain for me.

Don't trouble yourself overmuch. I suppose I should thin out some of my wardrobe...

[blooddrive]

You might think otherwise if you saw the rest of my stock. Honestly the skirt was possibly the least damaged.

I will have to adjust the hemline in order to salvage it, though. You might even have to flash a little thigh...

[noburden]

I see. Waffle wished for me to become a scandal.

[blooddrive]

A tasteful enticement of one of your finest assets does not constitute as scandal, my dear.

[noburden]

And you work together! I see, this was the goal all along.

[blooddrive]

Yes, I trained my cat to shred your clothes so that I could dress you as I pleased. You've foiled my dastardly plan.

[Not insisting it's Karlach's cat, for once.]

[noburden]

Oh, you fiend. I knew you couldn't be trusted. Alas, I may be forced to expose my pale thighs to the world.

[blooddrive]

Lucky world.

[noburden]

They're about as pale as you are. Like looking into snow, when the sun hits just right.

[blooddrive]

A vision to behold. You may paint me the villain of this story, but I'd wager there are those among the populace that would call me a hero for winning them the chance at glimpsing alabaster perfection.

[noburden]

Likely not Clive, but he needn't know.

[blooddrive]

Torgal the Elder had his chance.

[noburden]

We all must learn from our mistakes, don't we?

[blooddrive]

[Sigh.]

And yet you could do so much better than him.

[noburden]

Have you someone in mind that would be more suitable?

[Soulmates are soulmates, though.]

[blooddrive]

Hang on, there are these lists of the people here in the city. I believe it's called a 'phone book.' Let me get it.

[noburden]

You're very funny, my dear Astarion.

[blooddrive]

Just trying to impress upon you the depths of your appeal, my dearest Outlaw.

[noburden]

A thing you never fail to do. I admit, I'm fond of the flattery.

[blooddrive]

You do make it so easy for me to do so, given the perfection that is your skin, the gentle warmth that is your smile, the gleaming silver jewels that are your eyes. Why, I could spend the whole of the evening listing your considerable charms.

[noburden]

Don't tempt me with a good time, Astarion.

[blooddrive]

Why shouldn't I? It clearly works.

[noburden]

That it does. You are certainly one of my favorites.

[Generally speaking.]

[blooddrive]

Only 'one of?'

[As if he can talk.]