"Hi there, you've reached the voicemail of Kathy Li. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."
"Hi! You've reached Kathy's voicemail. I'm not here right now, but please leave a message so I can get back to you! Mom, Dad, I'm fine, I love you, I miss you, and yes, I'm studying hard."
Beep
Three ringing tones are heard before an automated message picks up. "We're sorry, your call cannot be completed at this time. All circuits are busy at this time. We are requesting all non-urgent calls be put on hold to keep the lines clear for emergency services. Thank you for your cooperation as we work to get the lines cleared." The tone plays again and the message is repeated three more times before the line automatically disconnects.
Very rarely, a call manages to get through and a message can be left.
*There are several clicks, as if an attempt at connection is being made, but then there's only silence and hissing on the line until, eventually, the phone disconnects.*
[OOC: Feel free to leave as many messages as you'd like, but assume that 4 were dropped for everyone that makes it through.]
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Beep
Very rarely, a call manages to get through and a message can be left.
*There are several clicks, as if an attempt at connection is being made, but then there's only silence and hissing on the line until, eventually, the phone disconnects.*
[OOC: Feel free to leave as many messages as you'd like, but assume that 4 were dropped for everyone that makes it through.]
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Crazy Phones
Date: 2015-04-01 05:06 pm (UTC)Yeah. Okay. Whatever. Didn't have any plans on having sex with you anyway so I didn't get my hopes up.
Re: Crazy Phones
Date: 2015-04-01 11:55 pm (UTC)April Fool Phone
Date: 2015-04-01 07:04 pm (UTC)"I wasn't flirting with you! I appreciate you offering to help, but I didn't think you meant that I'd want to sleep with you! ... who is Andraste, anyway? I'm sorry!"
Re: April Fool Phone
Date: 2015-04-02 12:08 am (UTC)Wires Crossed Wednesday
Date: 2015-04-01 11:30 pm (UTC)"First of all, where did this come from? Second of all, I mean, uh, sex is something I'm interested in but it's not at the top of my priority list. I mean, do you wanna have it that badly? With me?"
Re: Wires Crossed Wednesday
Date: 2015-04-02 12:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 12:07 am (UTC)"Prude-ness? Wait, you don't think I'm a prude, do you? You... don't think I should stand naked in the doorway for Barry, like he asked? Absolutely nothing would come of it!" A beat. "Oh no, I am a prude."
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Date: 2015-04-02 12:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 12:27 am (UTC)*Thirty solid seconds of delighted laughing.* "What? Oh honey."
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Date: 2015-04-02 12:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 01:00 am (UTC)"Oh, shit. If calling people to talk about our sex lives is spring tradition, I have so been dropping the ball these past few years. Okay, so, like, sit down, because I will talk your ear off about sex if you let me. Like, ignoring that the last time I had any was... shit, it wasn't even with that Twi'Lek on Nar Shaddaa, I got shot at that time. And weird island shit, I maintain, just doesn't count. So, me and Ez--"
And then the message cut off, because these things had time limits, Spark.
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Date: 2015-04-02 03:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 02:20 am (UTC)"Wait, what is this about a gunfight? Is the succubus a good shot?"
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Date: 2015-04-02 03:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 02:30 am (UTC)"Oooo, does that mean somepony can, like, pick you up and fire you at people? I did that once with my friend Twilight when we were fighting off changelings, it was tons of fun! Though . . . maybe less fun for Twilight. I never asked.
"Oh, I'm not going to fire you at changelings, though. My cannon works just as well for that. Unless you're a unicorn? ARE YOU A UNICORN?
"Anywho, call me! Byyyyeeeeeeee!"
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Date: 2015-04-02 03:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-04-02 03:16 am (UTC)"Hey Thief-girl. Is that code for 'come quickly I've gotten myself arrested and don't remember who I am again'? If it's anything less than a felony and you can give it back to whoever it belongs, call me back and we'll talk bail."
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Date: 2015-04-02 05:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-06-18 04:10 pm (UTC)Congratulations, Kathy. You've made it to Lottie's coveted "excitable text" list! Hope you had a decent texting plan.
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Date: 2015-10-12 01:43 pm (UTC)Look what you were missing out on, Kathy.
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Date: 2015-10-12 07:09 pm (UTC)Making friends with that typical Dante charm, I see.
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Date: 2015-10-15 07:11 pm (UTC)Actually, he was biting Dante's lip but it was clearly mid-makeout.
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Date: 2015-10-15 07:33 pm (UTC)A good thirty seconds of staring later, she finally remembered she should return the text. So he got a picture and the message, You have my attention.
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Date: 2016-01-29 09:36 pm (UTC)A beat.
"So thanks I guess?"
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Date: 2016-01-29 10:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-01-29 10:35 pm (UTC)"You live with me. You know there hasn't been anything with knives and Sparkle here. Not that it doesn't sound a little intriguing."
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Date: 2016-01-29 10:52 pm (UTC)Special delivery!
Date: 2016-02-14 11:16 pm (UTC)Containing one (1) set of decidedly un-sexy but surprisingly high quality thermal underwear, as well as one (1) cute black knit toque with a Minnie Mouse polka-dotted bow on the side, and a pair of winter gloves to match, with a note tucked underneath.
I wound up stocking winter gear today at work, and these made me think of you. Not like that, sorry, but fuck, I wish I could have seen your face when you got the box. Don't die of cold when you could be kicking ass or getting laid, Mouse.
Happy Valentine's Day
Sparkle
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Date: 2016-03-03 05:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-04-15 10:22 pm (UTC)The accompanying text was the emoji version of flapping your hands around and making dolphin noises.
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Date: 2016-04-16 02:07 am (UTC)Did Kathy had a small pang that it was Raven in the crown and not her? Of course, she was only human. Or, well, something. But she was happier than she was envious and the happiness won out.
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Date: 2016-04-18 08:49 am (UTC)The image was shaky; a small, brunette girl held up what looked like a finger - but was obscured by a sleeve - in front of the phone in a hush-hush motion. Behind her, you could just about see the counter of Chilly Boulder, and the figure of Dante, doing what looked like arguing with another, more familiar little girl. "--no, Janie gets as much ice cream as you do, we fuckin' settled that--"
Then he looked up, almost straight into the camera. "Janie Miller, the fuck are you doing--?"
Janie turned the camera on her own face real fast and shrugged. "She's not gettin' my ice cream," she said.
The video ended abruptly.
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Date: 2016-04-18 09:10 am (UTC)Yeah.
Thanks.
A Note for Dante
Date: 2016-04-28 04:29 pm (UTC)All right, so if you're reading this, you probably found my little stash. I'm going to be pissed at you for poking around (let me guess, looking for booze? It's all in the fridge, I like my alcohol cold, okay?) but it did have your name on it, so I can get why you looked. So, yeah. In your hand is a bunch of cash. No, I don't know how much, I don't keep count. I just shove bills in and call it good. Why? I can't even say for sure, it kind of started as a whim when we were talking about how may shirts you've gone through fighting demons. My plan had been to save up a bunch and then take you shopping for pretty much everything, but I guess the cash is out of the bag now. Now, before you get all pissy at me and start bitching about charity whatever, let me stop you: shut up. This isn't charity. You're my friend, not some random schmuck on the street that I feel bad for. Furthermore, it's an investment in you and in your future. I believe in you, you ass, I think it's time you start doing that too. (I also believe in giant demons who attack you and fuck them, but this isn't about them). You're smart, Dante. Really smart, even without a proper education. You're funny, you're brave, and you're a damn good person when you forget that you're supposed to be too cool for that shit. You've got more possibilities that just a sex hobo, too, and if I can be there and help you realize it, then I'm happy. But hey, it's your money, so you get to spend it on whatever. I'm really hoping you don't blow it all on cigarettes and booze, but I can't stop you. Have at, Dante, and don't spend it all in one place.
Also, buy me a fucking pizza, jerk.
Love (but not in the squishy way),
Kat
Gifts for Anders
Date: 2016-04-28 04:48 pm (UTC)The second box was tall, over six feet, and heavy. Inside of that, Anders would find something a bit different than novelty tees. She'd found it online, on a site that people swore up and down was a legitimate store that sold legitimate magic items and while part of her balked at spending so much on what might end up being a 'novelty item' (like she knew the difference between a staff he could use versus an interestingly decorated stick), she'd liked it enough that she'd sucked it up and bought the darn thing anyway.
Attached to that box was a birthday card, personalized with a note.
Happy Birthday, Anders! Here's hoping that the staff is legit and has knocked you on your butt for a minute with how great my gift-giving skills are. Uhh, if the staff isn't legit, I've got a gift receipt so we can send it back. I just thought after a couple of years here, yours could do with an upgrade, you know? To show how much you've learned since then?
Hopefully getting a new staff isn't some big important custom that I just stomped all over. If it is, I'm sorry and again, gift receipt?
Anyway, I wanted to do something kinda big, because I have something kinda big to tell you. Maybe by your birthday, I'll have ovaried up and told you already (in which case, hey! You already know, yay!), but I know exactly when and where I'm brave and I don't think this arena is it, so...when you're done reading this, grab me by the arm and don't let me weasel out of telling you, okay? It's been a long time coming.
Happy Birthday to my best friend,
Kathy
Thursday, June 2nd
Date: 2016-06-02 06:21 pm (UTC)"..."
So it started with silence.
"... This is stupid."
And it ended with that.
At least until the next message connected, thirty minutes later.
"This is still stupid." A beat. A long beat. "I just. Fuck you. I don't-- it shouldn't have taken a fucking fluke, Kathy. You are so fucking-- ugh."
A longer silence. He hadn't hung up yet.
"Just. Fuck you. I don't even know. My roommate's gone too, that's on you. Fuck you for that, too. And fuck you for making me give a shit about my fucking roommate to begin with, this is just so--"
Rustling. Then, the sound of a bottle.
"This is the stupidest fucking thing I've ever done," he said. "Whatever."
Click.
Morning, Tuesday August 2nd
Date: 2016-08-02 06:23 pm (UTC)A long pause, as Dante realized the message was actually pushing through.
"Fuck." An inhale. "Okay." Exhale. "... Anders came back a couple of weeks back. Snuck out of... wherever the hell they were keeping him. Go figure."
Another silence, but for Dante's breathing.
"I don't know why I'm doing this," he said. "Forget it."
Click.
Wednesday, August 3rd
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Date: 2017-02-13 08:21 pm (UTC)“Hi Kathy!” There was an awkward pause, then, “Um, um everyone seems kind of weird and down today, even if they say they aren’t. So… so I thought I’d call and see if you were okay? Um. It’s okay if you’re not though!”
A beat.
“I love you. Okay. Bye.”
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Date: 2017-02-14 06:59 am (UTC)Ring ring!
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Date: 2017-02-14 06:32 am (UTC)I missed you so much. I hope your day is perfect. You'll always be my senpai.
Noyamano Ringo
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Date: 2017-02-14 08:47 pm (UTC)Will you still be my friend if I almost forgot this holiday? I'm glad you're back and can't wait to figure out what comes next. -Anders
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Date: 2017-02-17 02:51 am (UTC)"Darlin'. Just . . . want to make sure you know, if there's anything you need to talk about, I'll listen. And I'll do my best not to judge. So, uh."
And then he hung up.
Look, this part of surrogate parenting he was not prepared for, okay?