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/down in the sinkholes/recovering from October 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!

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[Action]

[bright_moon]

[ Xue Yang will find him in the living room of their house. And there's a faint flush to his face as he looks up when Xue Yang finds him. ]

I... know nothing about it... does that bother you...?

[ He feels so inadequate it, it's embarrassing! ]

[speed_of_snark]

No!

Ok maybe a little. Rough day.

[shiro2hero]

the hobbits were

definitely not the focus of anything

[oversight]

Tell me more.

[wwrench]

Well that's your face's fault, not mine.

I'm really cold. Just warning you. Everyone's acting like it's miserably hot up here.

[speed_of_snark]

Guess we must stick together.

I don't think he LET you. I think he wanted you to. He loves you so much.

[oversight]

"Dress in layers." Got it.

[speed_of_snark]

Just getting used to the new leg.

[wwrench]

I hope so. I'm scared, but I don't want to lose any of you either.

That's the point isn't it, I guess? The stupid things we do to the people we love.

[howlett]

you're surprised i didn't spent my college years learning to make margaritas?

The tin-leg or the wound?

[Action]

[cultivatingsin]

N-No! [The answer is immediate and desperate. Xue Yang blushes darkly and approaches Xingchen, sitting down carefully at his side.]

I don't mind. I could...teach you.

[howlett]

course. i just wanna know if i'm walking blindly into the middle of someone elses mess.

[wwrench]

I don't think so. Do you know something I don't?

[oversight]

Do you have people helping you? Have you talked to Tony Stark?

[speed_of_snark]

What, you don't like margaritas?

It's gold, you know.
The stump.

[speed_of_snark]

Scared of what?

Yes.
I think we do good to them, too. At least I hope so.

[speed_of_snark]

Some guy called The Doctor made it. It's gold, because I'm fancy.

[wwrench]

This place. Everything it does to us.
I'm sorry. That sounds really weak, doesn't it? I live with actual superheroes and I'm admitting I'm a coward.

I know you've done good for me.

[howlett]

i don't like anything that complicates a good drink.

does it weigh a ton?

you know I can get Foley and fix it, right? at least enough to take the pain away.

[howlett]

Not likely.
What'd Grady tell you when you turned up back home?

[wwrench]

Is this like a memory test? I was really out of it.

He did something, didn't he? Who'd he stab now?

[speed_of_snark]

It tastes good.

No, actually.

I'm not having Foley run out here every time it aches, that's asinine.

[Action]

[bright_moon]

[ Xue Yang's answer and blush make Xingchen's blush darken! But it's also a bit reassuring, if anything can be. He shyly reaches for Xue Yang's hands. ]

...I'm not... saying no. I just do not... understand why you would want... me?

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[rocknbol]

What kind of leaves?

[speed_of_snark]

Wes, superheroes are scared all the time.

I adore you.