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raspberryturk) wrote2017-11-20 12:43 am
raspberryturk) wrote2017-11-20 12:43 am
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Voicemail
Yo. This is Reno, obviously not answering the phone. If you knew how to call my phone in the first place, you sure as hell know how to leave a message. Oh, look. A beep, yo.
Beep!
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Beep!
In creating this journal, the author has assumed the identity of a fictional person for use in the role-playing game
fandomhigh, for the sole purpose of entertainment, without intending to obtain a benefit or to injure or defraud either the person who created the fictional person, or any reader of this content. The author does not purport to be the creator of the fictional person, or to be affiliated with the creator, or with any person or entity with an interest in the fictional person.
no subject
"Hey. It's me. I had to go on a ... thing. End of the world again 'n Mel kinda died except she didn't. We just ... thought she did. I'm all covered in ... demon goo and blood and guts and I think I gotta shower."
She hung up without realizing she hadn't said 'good-bye,' much less 'please come here when you get back,' which was the whole reason she'd called in the first place.