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Dec. 21st, 2021 05:12 pm
absentconstellation: (actually sleeping)
[personal profile] absentconstellation
Hello. You have reached the voicemail of [ the faint sound of traffic in the distance ]. Please leave your name and number after the beep.

Date: 2017-05-01 07:06 pm (UTC)
quadrangle: (but why tho)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[He heaves an aggravated sigh.]

I'd ask how this place even manages that, but what would even be the point? It's probably nanomachines, like that answer ever fucking tells us anything! Why not just rename them "shenanigans" or "bullshit pseudo-science magic that draws its reality-warping superpowers from subatomic go fuck yourself?" It'd clear up a hell of a lot more.

Date: 2017-05-01 08:31 pm (UTC)
quadrangle: (grumpy wumpus woo)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[Of course the Cat doesn't even bat an eye. Time to very gently flick an ear.]

Maybe if the thing under the city actually were a horrorterror, it'd make sense, but everyone keeps saying the name is just a coincidence.

Date: 2017-05-01 10:45 pm (UTC)
quadrangle: (needs more cat)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[He very considerately allows a moment's gnawing before resuming the all important pets.]

Huh, I guess I didn't tell you? Fuck, I don't remember. Horrorterrors are these dark elder gods where I come from. I don't know if they'd be capable of something like this place, but I wouldn't put it past them? Especially if the one in charge here was different because of some exposure to... whatever. But it's not, so it's stupid to think about.

Date: 2017-05-02 03:03 am (UTC)
quadrangle: (yeah i guess)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[... There's a terrifying thought. He shudders.]

I don't... think they are? But I guess I don't know who played whatever version of Sgrub made my universe before the scratch. Maybe the trolls from Beforus knew, but it's not like I can ask them now.

Date: 2017-05-02 03:13 am (UTC)
quadrangle: (but why tho)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
Yeah, assuming it's not another self-perpetuating time loop? Maybe there's yet another timeline somewhere in my relative future that puts it all together.

[He's definitely growing agitated, but he's still petting the Cat. It's oddly soothing.]

Date: 2017-05-02 04:51 am (UTC)
quadrangle: (weh)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
... Yeah, I guess.

[Damn, and he'd been ready for another rant too. Fine, they can just sit here, but then... they should also probably get moving soon.]

Date: 2017-05-02 08:30 pm (UTC)
quadrangle: (I'M RUNNING OUT OF SYNONYMS)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[He has his doubts about this, but it's sort of hard to argue when there's a cat purring all over you, harder still when your opponent is a cat. Goddammit, Pounce, this is cheating.]

It's the "for the time being" that worries me, but... yeah. If you say so.

[FUCKING. CHEATING. CAT.]

Date: 2017-05-02 09:34 pm (UTC)
quadrangle: ():B)
From: [personal profile] quadrangle
[He's quick to pull away the one in the sling, and the other gives the Cat's head a tiny nudge because okay fine, maybe he can't actually bring himself to push the Cat off. Cheating.]

We're not going to stay here all day, are we? Because I, uh, kind of want to get the fuck out of this place for a while.

[Even without the reasons why they're here, he's had enough of being holed up in this place. Fuck that altar, seriously.]

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