Vatheon Voicemail.

[rebull]

"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."

For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.

-Beep.-

Comments

[grandhighblood]

I didn't. Just put in a good motherfucking calculated guess- all you shitbloods have issues with that noise one way or another. Just from what a brother can even all see, heh.

[Shrugs and grins casually]

[rebull]

My issues more like- who- who even does this with you're type? Really? [Nostrils flare, frowning still.]

You don't exactly put up a magnetic persona, now do you? A troll even considering... this- would be just as much considering his own culling.

[grandhighblood]

Suicidal motherfuckers ever considering it usually do end up in the most unfortunate motherfucking states of death, yeah, heh. Guess that would all up and turn off a lot of pansy-ass shits, but hey, I ain't in any rush.

[rebull]

[A breath.] Well considering I already- uh, deal with your clown shit...

[grandhighblood]

Then you got nothing to motherfucking gripe and moan about, motherfucker. Just go with it - we got all motherfucking day.

[rebull]

[His lips purse, staring at him for a moment before his gaze lingers down, feeling his face heat a little.]

[grandhighblood]

[He makes a scoffing sort of laugh, shaking his head. Aw, blushing? Ain't that cute. He's not really gonna stick around for much longer though if he's just gonna blush and sit there looking adorable.]

Til next time, motherfucker.

[rebull]

[His more fond expression gains a glare now, shrugging a shoulder back.]

Yeah- Till then. [Hnn... click.]