general texting meme

[reshrine]

general texting meme
To kick us off with some voice testing, here's a 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, any preferences, a start, absolutely nothing, or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

meme taken from preterland

 

 

 

Comments

[stormgathers]

That's a jump. If your parents are trying to shove you off on another family, that's not my problem.

[ Or rather, it damn well better not be. ]

Tch. Good luck with that last bit.

[ Not that he minds. ]

[applecake]

Don't worry, they've finally agreed I should make my own choice and you're nowhere near the list.

[Or more like they're focusing all their efforts on her sister but what else was new.]

Isn't that supposed to be your duty? Or are you into that sort of depravity?

[stormgathers]

I'm sure.

[ He's not. ]

Why, are you thinking of offering to model for me? No thanks. I like to keep my food in my stomach.

[applecake]

Please you could only be so lucky. I'm just saying your retainer, your problem.

[stormgathers]

You know that much at least.

Don't you have anything better to do than bother me? Perhaps engaging your imaginary friend instead of my father?

[applecake]

I'm chalking this up as community service hours so don't wuss out on me already.

How are you still paying for your phone if you're broke?

[stormgathers]

Find someone who needs your charity, then. This one doesn't.

What's it to you? You going into law enforcement or something?

[applecake]

Well I don't know many homeless people so you'll have to do for now

Why are you so defensive? Have you had to rely on Fukuwa or Chiang's good looks to get by?

[stormgathers]

Go to the park and make some actual friends there. It'll be good practice for you. Two birds, one stone.

If in some hypothetical I had to rely on anyone's looks to get by, it would be my own. I have standards.

[ Implying he would not use Chiang and Fukuwa for such purposes and also that she does not have standards. ]

[applecake]

Okay which park are you in so I can avoid it?

HAHAHA good luck with that. I'll let you get back to your hard work then. Don't set the goals for yourself too high or you'll be disappointed.

[stormgathers]

Tch. Take your own advice and eat it like the glutton you are.

[applecake]

[She keeps meaning to end this conversation but she can't let him have the last insult?!]

Not all of us can survive on fertilizer and trash alone. Human beings actually need substance you weed.

[stormgathers]

[ Like he'd let her have the last word?! ]

That's a lot of characters for "yip yip yip". Get along, little doggy. Surely you have somewhere to be.

[applecake]

Anywhere that your nasty weedy presence hasn't been, sure.

[Also, because if she has to suffer, so should he:]

Also stop talking about me to your weird godly relative. He's spewing gross things at me and it's making me sick.

[stormgathers]

I don't speak "awooo," but hang on, let me find a translator.

Oi. What makes you think you're a worthy topic even between myself and that idiot? That sounds par the course for him, so I don't know why you're complaining to me.

[ He's not responsible for your suffering, girl. That's one hundred percent Muchi. ]

[applecake]

I'm the most interesting person you know so it wouldn't surprise me if you talked about me all the time.

Anyway you should keep him in line either way.

[stormgathers]

Your head is too high. It's an amazing feat considering how close to the ground you are at all times.

Take it up with his wife. He's not my problem.

[applecake]

Just because you're taller now doesn't mean I still cant kick your knees out from behind you and bring you to my level so choose your words wisely.

It's going to be your problem when he starts asking you about your wedding. What about a truce until we can drive him off?

[stormgathers]

[ He was about to make a comment about all the empty air she's spewing when he hits that last line. Call him... intrigued. ]

You've got my attention.

[applecake]

If we find him someone else to bother, he might leave the both of us alone. Do you know any eligible women you don't mind sacrificing to him or bunnies in need of saving?

[stormgathers]

Tch. I know plenty of women who'd happily marry up, but no one here.

[ That may or may not be a partial lie given how popular he is with non-blind women at the tea house and around town based on his looks alone. ]

Oi. What do you mean, "bunnies who need saving?"

[applecake]

Useless. Maybe we can hire an escort.

And don't tell me you don't know your own family mythology.

[stormgathers]

You're assuming he isn't familiar with all of them already.

[ Because someone thinks oh so very highly of his, er... yeah, he doesn't want to think about it any more than that. That they're distantly related is bad enough. ]

History isn't mythology. Surely you're aware of that given your family's storied history.

[applecake]

Gross. I could have lived without that imagery.

Usually mythology has some truth to it, no matter how small. But whatever, what is your big plan then?

[stormgathers]

Try to keep up.

We could always send him to visit our honorable ancestor.

[ Who rules over a certain underworld, but if she doesn't know that much, there's no helping her. Is he joking? That's the real question here. ]