Texting of a general kind

[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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baron helmut zemo | mcu | ota

[helmut]

[ misfires, aus, what ifs, cross-canon, let's go! ]

[faiththatfuelsu]

I hate you for sticking me with adult babysitting duty.

[This is why you don't text angry, Faith. You hit wrong numbers and this is what happens.]

[helmut]

[ truly, this is something zemo can imagine coming from either of his travelling companions.

said about rather than at him. still. ]

May I ask which adult in your life has the dubious honour of requiring a babysitter?

[faiththatfuelsu]

Plural. Like you didn't know.

[Baby slayers, while useful, can be a real pain in the ass.]

[helmut]

If there are multiple to look after, perhaps they can entertain one another instead. Like pet dogs that keep each other company.

[faiththatfuelsu]

And play tug of war with the couch cushions like overpowered puppies? No thank you. That's a mess I'm not looking to clean up.

[helmut]

[ now the curiosity is piqued. nothing is out of the realm of possibility these days with demi-gods and genocidal robots as part of the history books, but the odds of encountering at random, like this most certainly is? ]

I confess, I haven’t the faintest clue who you might be referring to, but the problem of needing to corral certain individuals is one I am very familiar with.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Don't start, Giles. I'm really not in the mood to get the speech about the crap B and I pulled back in the day. Me more than her, blah blah still not the point.

[The world is a crazy place. Demi-gods, robots, and demons, Oh my! You have to love those European cell phone numbers though. Five thousand digits.]

[disparaged]

You owe me a story.

[ hi zemo! how are you, zemo? are you having a good day, zemo? that's in there somewhere. ]

[explosion]

Where did you get your jacket with the fake fur?

[ she wants it, zemo! ]