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[byanyname]

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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

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anyone, yolo ur know how I roll part 1

[scalpedsociety]

1. He called his dick the "gentle giant"

2. The toilet started ringing, I think I just found your phone.

3. i decided if i had to, i could survive with only 3 fingers on each hand.

3 (and i willll probably throw in someone else as a response to another number. because of course.)

[byanyname]

Yeahhh, but your fingers're so nice the way they are.

Not that I'm sayin you'd be a troll with three fingers. You know that ain't a thought in my mind. ;)

[scalpedsociety]

I'm just sitting here thinking about it...

[byanyname]

What kind of situation's gonna set you back two fingers? Afraid of coming across an old witch in the woods who demands two forefingers or she'll chow down on your soul? Your thumb and forefinger thinking about eloping together?

[scalpedsociety]

I don't know. Freak Accident. Warden might get crazy and cut them off.

[byanyname]

You're really thinking about this, huh?

You want me to come over?

[scalpedsociety]

I had a bad dream. I disobeyed Warden so he decided to cut my fingers off. It was terrifying.

[byanyname]

Jesus...

Hey, we ain't gonna let that shit happen. That asshole can't get to you anymore. You're free of him, sweetheart. You gotta trust that.

I'm serious about coming over. Nucky ain't gonna be around, and Jenkins owes me a giant fucking favor; the least he can do's freeze his ass off watching the warehouse.

[scalpedsociety]

I'm sorry for bothering you about it. It's just that I have bad moments sometimes.

[byanyname]

Hey, hey, nothin to be sorry for. The only thing should be sorry is your dreams. <>They got some explaining to do.

Hey, how bout I call you, talk until Jenkins can haul his ass outta bed and get over here. I'll sing you a song; promise it'll be real sweet. :) :)

[scalpedsociety]

That would be... sweet of you. But it's common.

[byanyname]

That don't mean it's nothin.

[As soon as he message sends, he dials her number, waits for the call to go through, to tell her it's fine and to hear her voice.]

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[drfrankentree]

I don't suppose you'd be willing to fish it out? If not, I'll send someone over.

I should know better than to urinate and text while high.

[scalpedsociety]

I will try, but toilets are nasty.

[drfrankentree]

You're a true sport.

I'll make it up to you. A drink sometime? Or you could be the first to sample my newest hybrid.

[scalpedsociety]

Hybrid?

[drfrankentree]

Weed, sweetie.

And it should be damned good.

[scalpedsociety]

That's... surprising coming from you. But if you willing to share your weed with me, I should at least make the post smoke snacks.

[drfrankentree]

I may not be known for my generosity, but once in awhile I make an exception.

I wouldn't say no to the snacks. We might make an evening of it, if you like.

[scalpedsociety]

That sounds lovely, Miss Langford.

[drfrankentree]

[It's a testament to her regard for Aramat that Julie doesn't reply with a curt 'Doctor.']

Fine. My place or yours? Or if you're up for an adventure, I know a cavern in Arcadia that should be good for an undisturbed evening.

[scalpedsociety]

[Next time she'll get it right.]

There's a hidden place in Arcadia? I've been all over there, I had no idea there was a cavern.

[drfrankentree]

I'm not surprised. It's hidden behind a cluster of Elaeagnus pungens and Emily grays. Getting in's something of an ordeal, but we can call that the price of privacy.