Sunday Gen Texts

[1sts]

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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[crackshot]

We are but I can see that big ol' brain ticking away sometimes. Once a shrink, always a shrink.

[acrobatshit]

You gonna blame me for what I was before I became awesome? That ain't fair. Should I go dig up someone's high school pics?

[crackshot]

Hey, come on, no one wants to see anyone's high school pics. We may be the bad guys but even we have to draw the line somewhere.

[acrobatshit]

I'll show you mine if you show me yours.

[crackshot]

If we ever get out of this dump and I find my old year book, we'll see how generous I feel.

[acrobatshit]

You ever wonder if maybe we didn't die and this is our hell?

[crackshot]

I don't believe in hell. I just think we fucked up and this is what we got for it.

[acrobatshit]

You ever wonder what hell will be like?

[crackshot]

Not really. I guess people say it's all fire and brimstone. I'm willing to bet it's more... tedious.

[acrobatshit]

[She had no illusions anymore about where she was going. When she died, if there was a downstairs to go to, she was on the long escalator ride down.]

What, like one big eternal DMV?

[crackshot]

Can you think of a fate worse than standing in the DMV all day and getting nowhere?

[acrobatshit]

I dunno, hotshot. Boring isn't really as bad as actual torture.

[crackshot]

I guess not.

Why are you so worried about the afterlife? Didn't think it'd bother you much, girlie.

[acrobatshit]

Who says I'm worried? Maybe I'm just doing my shrinky dink thing and seeing who's got concerns about where they're headed.

[crackshot]

uh-huh, sure, that sounds totally true. Are you sure you're not having momentary doubts? Fearing the eternal consequences of being a bad guy?

[acrobatshit]

Bad girl, pal. And nah. I made my bed. Now I just gotta find the right people to lay in it with.

[crackshot]

For the last time, and I can't believe I have to keep saying this to everyone, no team orgy.

[acrobatshit]

Who said anything about an orgy? Or with you? I got options, Floydy.

[crackshot]

I don't doubt it, just keep it away from me. Promise?

Don't get freaky in my presence and next year, you'll get a present for your birthday.

[acrobatshit]

I'll keep my naked time exploits away from your celibate self. Promise.

[crackshot]

I'm not celibate! Yo, don't stamp that lame ass label on me.

[acrobatshit]

Monks are pretty cool. Walking around in robes with no undies on. Feel the breeze on your bits. St. Floyd.

[crackshot]

Okay

Okay

Okay

No

I will end you if you call me that. End you. No joke, one bullet, dead.

[acrobatshit]

[She was busy laughing for a good while after that.]

Gotta get a bullet first.

[crackshot]

You better hope to all hell I don't get a gun.

Hope and pray, princess.