sunday texting

[itssocktime]

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.

Comments

[savemode]

Nuh uh, I said I definitely wouldn't leave if you didn't.

( aaaand she's finally bored of dangling. swings herself upright and perches on the statue's arm. )

Hmmm. If I leave, that means it's fine to roam around the city looking like you, right? Since it wasn't part of the deal.

[niceties]

[ yeah. okay.

he's done.

nice falls silent. and waits. ]

[savemode]

( clearly absence of denial means agreement. she grins and hops off the statue, landing... not as gracefully as Nice would, but with a decent amount of agility. seems like she's used to jumping off tall objects. )

Yeah, why not. Do I get my pork bun now?

[niceties]

[ nice merely holds it out. ]

[savemode]

( she takes it and blinks. )

Um... did you bluescreen?

[niceties]

[ not a word. the silence hangs over them oppressively. ]

[savemode]

( ah, that's worrying? she didn't mean to break him?

she reaches out with her free hand to poke his forehead. )

[niceties]

[ his hand lashes out to close his fingers around her throat. ]

[savemode]

( SQUEAKS UNCEREMONIOUSLY??? )

[niceties]

[ nice applies a bit of pressure. ]

[savemode]

( swats at his arm with one hand, the other still clinging to the pork bun because wasting food is bad. )

Wh, what's with you all of a sudden?!

( it comes out strained, but still in Nice's own voice. )

[niceties]

You are a waste.

[ whom was he speaking to? her? or himself? either way, this encounter has left him with nothing but brutality. ]

[savemode]

Me?! You're the one having a baby tantrum over a question!

( SWATS HIM MORE with her normie physical strength. it's probably pointless but—ugh, she really doesn't want to have to bring out the console in front of him. it's fine, she can handle a little tantrum, as long as it doesn't escalate... )

Are you sure you're really a hero?!

[niceties]

Did I say you could speak?

[ his grip tightens. ]

Enough of you. I will crush your neck and throw you out.

[savemode]

( ooookay, playing it straight isn't working. it's tedious, but she can still last a little longer before disabling her oxygen requirement, so... time for plan B.

she stops struggling. instead of swatting him again, she places her hand gently on his elbow. the hand glitches. )

Mmm, you could~. You don't mind me copying your powers too then, right? Stealing them, even? Wouldn't want your showing off to go to waste!

( if mister baby tantrum still has any rational processing power left, his elbow might feel a little numb? it might just be a silly ice spell. it might be the real deal. who can say. )