texts from last night (in deerington)

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

INSTRUCTIONS:

▶ Post a top level with a handful of randomly generated texts from TFLN (cw: very nsfw) AND/OR write texts that your character might have sent after a long night at the Hair of the Dog/studying at the library/dealing with the heatwave/watching trials while eating popcorn etc. The more ridiculous and messy the better!

▶ Reply to other people's texts, assuming your character received one either through misfire or on purpose! They can be game canon or not, it's up to you (though they can't count for AC)!

▶ Have fun, stay chill, enjoy some silliness!

Comments

[howlett]

i get that a lot.

[Colour him pleasantly surprised when the phone pings and that picture comes through. After a long moment of triumphant appreciation he realizes the production value on this looks untenable.]

did you.. just take this now?
or do you shoot a reel of these things?

[oversight]

Not going to lie, I have a couple shots tucked away. There's nothing like being prepared.

[howlett]

yuh know...
yer kind of a little minx John Blake.

but you've made an old man's day.

how many of these JP already seen?

[oversight]

Minx? That's a new one. I'm not displeased, though.

JP usually gets the naughty writing. I don't think he's seen the pictures yet.

[howlett]

by the looks of things you got nothing to be displeased about, bub.

what the hell did he do to ear that honour?

[oversight]

Shared his shameless gossip with me.

[howlett]

ahhh yer a flirt and a gossip.

no wonder you two get on.

[oversight]

It helps that he's beautiful and I'm a sucker for a soft heart in hard shell.

[howlett]

...

you got it bad for him?

[oversight]

No worse than I've got it for Bruce. 😉 If you mean do I love him, of course I do. Who wouldn't? Besides, you know I'm not wrong about him.

[howlett]

sure

but there's the kind of love that's good for you and the kind of love that kills you slowly, ya know?.

[oversight]

I'm familiar with that, yeah. He's the former. Bruce, too. The latter's long gone. And if you tell anyone I said so, you'll never see an artful ass shot ever again, got it?

[howlett]

that's... maybe the cutest shit i've ever been threatened with.

but i'm glad. i ain't interested in watchin you hurt over anybody.

my lips are sealed, bub.

[oversight]

Ah, another soft heart, hard shell culprit, I see. Cute.

So, was the pic a cure-all, or just a bandage?

[howlett]

who? me?
nah. it's adamantium all the way through.

hmm too soon to say. further testing needed.
for science.

[oversight]

Tit for tat? Say something nice about yourself and I'll bring the science.

[howlett]

i better get more than a tit for that...

[oversight]

Clever. Gimme your best shot and I'll give you mine.

[howlett]

i'm clever apparently

[oversight]

Damn. I can't even argue with that.

[ But okay, Blake's nothing if not a man of his word. He goes through his camera roll and finds something a little more appropriate. This time it's full color, obviously shot in a mirror, chest and abs and hips — not without cumulative scars, but definitely hairless and toned enough...

...but censored with a little chicken emoji where one might expect it to be. ]

But I can do better if you can, champ. 😛

[howlett]

[He actually expecting that one to go over so well. He's starting to suspect either Blake doesn't care or he's privately enjoying some kind of digital exhibitionism.]

censored??
tease.

what the hell do you get out of listening to a guy compliment himself. that's weird even for a fetish, bub.

[oversight]

You doth protest too much, I think. What's so wrong with a little positivity?

[howlett]

when you say you were a cop, do you really mean department shrink?

that shit makes a person sound like the leader of a self-help cult.

[oversight]

Not even close. I'm not a fan of shrinks, personally. But I've had five years of this bullshit and once in a while that puts me in a silver lining mood.

Why are you so reticent?

[howlett]

why are you so convinced there's any more to me than whatchu get?

besides that was pretty forth coming? now you know my feelings about self-help cults.