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!

Comments

[survivalthroughhate]

Yes. I got into an argument with that little brat called Glitch and he electrocuted me during the course of it, which caused my legs to short out. He's a menace.

If you look around in the room and don't see a loud person, then yes, you ARE the loud one. That's how I discovered I was the quiet one in most scenarios.

[speed_of_snark]

Sounds like kids I've taught.
So your legs are robotic all the way?

Awww. You're shy.

[survivalthroughhate]

My entire lower half from the waist down is robotic. The unfortunate consequence of a duel I lost many years ago.

When I was a child and young adult, perhaps. [Truth be told, he'd been terrified of speaking out of turn for fear Sidious would severely punish him. He'd been very shy and skittish as a child before his heart became hardened.] Now I've merely learned the wisdom of using as few words as possible and learning to listen instead.

[speed_of_snark]

So. Wait.
Do you have a robot dick?

Yeah, that's a lesson more of us should probably learn.

[survivalthroughhate]

No.

[The laconic answer really says more than words ever could, while also raising more questions.]

Somehow, I doubt it would stick with you.

[speed_of_snark]

So no dick at all.

Hey, I can learn when I feel like it.

[survivalthroughhate]

Unless you feel the need to add me to your harem, that is none of your business.

[..... Yup. No dick.]

And how often do you feel like it?

[speed_of_snark]

Not impossible. You're actually pretty hot.

Depends.

1/3

[survivalthroughhate]

[He's about to respond when the first part of that statement hits him.]

2/3

[survivalthroughhate]

[Wait. Whaaaaa--]

3/3

[survivalthroughhate]

You flatter me. But even if I was interested, I think my significant other might object, and then proceed to rip out your throat with his claws.

[Reaper can be a bit of the jealous type.]

[speed_of_snark]

Oh honey, I'm used to men with claws. Not scared at all.

He sounds great.

[survivalthroughhate]

While a lack of fear is something Sith are trained to learn, I think in your case it might just be stupidity rather than courage.

Oh he is. I've met no one in such a long time that understands me so very well. I'd kill everyone in this town and set it on fire if he asked me to.

[speed_of_snark]

You can think that if you like. I could easily refute it, but I don't want to fight.

I understand 100%. That's so romantic.

[survivalthroughhate]

Perhaps, perhaps not. I shall need to get to know you better before I make any final judgements.

I am glad you think so. Others have found such a reaction a bit disconcerting.

[speed_of_snark]

Fair.

Well, they don't have violent hearts like some of us do.

[survivalthroughhate]

I never would have taken you for one with a violent spirit. It's always the ones you least suspect......

[speed_of_snark]

Only because you don't know much about me.

[survivalthroughhate]

Give it time. I'm sure I'll learn more about your strange mind with time.