The Third Sunday

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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Marcus Holloway | WD2

[retr0spect]

[w4tched]

I know you're awake so let me just tell you

Some guy at this party just complimented my "industrial metal" look and I suckerpunched him.

I'm going to kill him now so if you see me in the news you'll know why

[retr0spect]

Hahahahaaaaaaa
Yeah wrench dint no one ever tell you you look just like marilyn manson?? Hahahhajsjdmdmmcmm

[w4tched]

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.....you dick!! you could have said literally anything else!! ANYTHING BUT THAT

[retr0spect]

Relax bro, he was tryna compliment you
Maybe he's flirting
Maybe his whole existence is flawed
And you
Get
Him
Closer to GOD

[w4tched]

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UUPPPP I CANT BELIEVE I EVER TRUSTED YOU

[retr0spect]

This is what you get for going to some weak ass metalhead party without me

[w4tched]

YOU GO TO THINGS WITHOUT ME ALL THE TIME ASSHOLE

[retr0spect]

WRENCH U KNOW I LOVE SEEING CRAZY WHITE PEOPLE

[w4tched]

DUDE ITS 80% CRAZY WHITE PEOPLE AND ASSORTED BROWN AND BLACK ALT PEOPLE YOUD LOVE IT-- TOO BAD YOU CALLED ME MARYLIN FUCKING MANSON

[retr0spect]

U DIDNT INVITE ME BEFORE I SAID THAT MOTHERFUCKER
WHATS THE DEAL?? IS IT BECAUSE
DU
DU HASST
DU HASST MICH???

[w4tched]

YOU LITTLE SHIT

TURN ON YOUR LOCATION

[retr0spect]

YOU KNOW WHERE TF I AM
PULL UP IMMA GO FREAK ON A LEASH ON UR ASS

[w4tched]

OMW YOU ASSHOLE DONT MOVE

[retr0spect]

AIGHT BET

[w4tched]

[ The Driver had dropped him off looking suspicious and annoyed but left without asking details. Of course Marcus would be up to something at this time, hackers didn't sleep. And what better time to tag the Golden Gate than the middle of the night.

After climbing up to the top he was sobered up and breathless, but he wasn't going to let that get in his way. He saw Marcus finishing up the tag. The asshole. ] I can't believe you got me to climb the fucking Golden Gate! You asshole!

wrench goin the extra mile here

[retr0spect]

[Marcus couldn't contain his laughter at the sight of Wrench, all out of breath and sweaty after climbing up to find Marcus. All this because Marcus had ran with the industrial metal thing...he must've really hated industrial.

Fair.]

Man, this is all you, don't put this on me!

[Marcus doubled over laughing again and squatted down to sit on the landing just in case he lost balance.]

So what now? You gonna throw me off the bridge, Personal Jesus?

excuses to see bf maybe

[w4tched]

[ Wrench saw his mask flash his usual angry face, even though he was still trying to catch his breath. He walked toward Marcus who was on the fucking floor and kneeled in front of him, throwing weak punches at his chest. ]

You-- dickhead! You're lucky I have to focus on not dying right now!

[ his punches became much slower and weak and he finally gave in, collapsing next to Marcus with both legs dangling at the edge of the bridge. ] Give me a minute... I'll kick your ass--shit!!

[retr0spect]

[Marcus half-assedly blocked Wrench's fist, reaching out and cuffing his head gently as he collapsed.]

Stupid ass. You coulda just told me to come to your location.

[He punctuated that with one half-assed punch aimed at Wrench's shoulder.]

Embarrassed to have your black friend around your industrial friends, huh? I see how it is.

[w4tched]

[ Wrench snapped his head up in a last attempt to catch Marcus's hand but wasn't fast enough. ] No, after I punched that guy they all started to brawl and I got kicked out.

[ He finally stopped seeing spots and took a deep breath. He pulled himself up and was sitting next to Marcus. He kicked his legs in the air, in true Wrench tantrum fashion. ] and shut up you know I have no other friends, especially not industrial friends. I fucking hate new wave metalheads!

[retr0spect]

[Marcus shook his head and snorted.]

Would we really call industrial metalheads new wave at this point? But I get you, they're the worst. I'm still pretty sure that guy was trying to get you to desecrate him or whatever though. Or maybe he wanted it the other way around, who knows.

[w4tched]

[ Wrench stopped kicking, in all honesty that guy looked well beyond his thirties and dressed in extremely questionable merchandise. Frankly half the time Wrench didn't know how he came across such personalities. ] I'd rather drag my ass through a pile of nails.

[ He elbowed Marcus and shoved him away. ] Marylin Manson?! Really, dickhead?!

[retr0spect]

[Marcus tried not to keep laughing at Wrench--but it was too ridiculous not to.

He shrugged innocently, but shook his head.]

You don't really look like Marilyn, man. Dude's like 60. And he looks like he's decomposing.

[w4tched]

[ Wrench couldn't stop himself from laughing even though he tried his damn hardest not to give Marcus the satisfaction. ] Good. The very least you could have called me Trent, that would have been less offensive.

[ he paused for a moment and looked away as he spoke, eyes on Marcus's work.] Your tag looks dope as fuck bro.

[retr0spect]

[Marcus shrugged, still grinning.]

All white people look the same to me anyway, Marilyn, Trent, it's all the same. You don't look like them, I promise.

[He leaned back on his elbows, looking back up at his tag.]

Thanks. I mean, Sitara does all the real work. I just put em up.