gen texting meme.

[kuwata]

 

texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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but he could learn how to read! and enjoy solitary cell 13! :c

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[ The spelling is so atrocious that even as intelligent as she is, it takes Ema a couple of read-throughs to understand what this person is trying to say. Once again, the urge to just ignore the messages and resume her work surfaces to her mind; after all, if she doesn’t get these reports completed, she may have to sit through another one of Nahyuta’s sermons again... But the thought that there’s something sketchy going on niggles at her.

While she does have detective experience from her few years with the glimmerous fop, she’s never had to interrogate criminals before. That was usually reserved for the prosecutors, after all. But maybe if she plays along... ]

[txt]: Sure.
[txt]: Tell me where you are, and I’ll come get you out.

[ She’s not going anywhere near him, which is unfortunate for Zack, but maybe she can trick him into giving her his location and pass it onto the police who’s already there... He did mention that there were cops nearby. Sorry, Zack; this is what happens when you text the other side of the law. ]

[txt]: Aside from being stuck, you’re not injured, are you?
[txt]: Is the blood yours?

you can't put zack in solitary he's like a rabbit he'll die of loneliness. and also break out

[electricpiss]

[ Finally! Zack lets out a grateful grumble in person; honestly dealing with Jekyll is way more of a pain than dealing with Hyde, because Jekyll takes forever to get to the fucking point. At least now he's getting somewhere. ]

[txt]: TOOK U LONG ENOF
[txt]: fukkin put hide on next time jek txing u is a nitemar

[ Bold words from the king of disgusting texts himself. ]

[txt]: im behind tht stupid fkinn bilding w the bigass letters
[txt]: idk wtf thry say the fuckin font is so ugle

[ Ah, the joys of illiteracy. The next message takes a moment to arrive, because Zack has to swallow down his pride enough to send it. ]

[txt]: nxt time u teech me 2 read. tell me wtf thy say we pass tht fcuking bilding evryday
[txt]: not hurt DUH
[txt]: ther wuz like 4 of them all ded now
[txt]: cops showd up, hide n i split up
[txt]: now ur heer n im stuk in buttfuck nowher
[txt]: christ
[txt]: im so fuking mad
[txt]: they toched her grav.

[ His hands shake with that last text; from rage, from an emotion in him he can't quite place. The little grave being tampered with sets him off like nothing else, and Zack doesn't understand why. ]

okay that’s fair the lapd is pretty inefficient + his superhuman strength will make an easy escape

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[txt]: Sorry. I will next time, I promise.

[ Meanwhile, Ema is taking notes that may prove to be valuable from this conversation. Firstly, this person seemed to believe that she was someone named “Jek,” who was apparently a doctor -- that makes them a person of interest in this case. Secondly, there was another party involved in all of this named “Hide” -- also a person of interest. Thirdly, this person was stuck in a gate behind a building with some letters on it... Unfortunately, this person couldn’t tell her what they said for her to truly pinpoint his location. There wasn’t much to go on, but it was a start anyway.

If she could get some more identifying information, then maybe there’d be something in the police records... ]

[txt]: Alright, I’ll tell you what it says during our next study session.
[txt]: Also, don’t worry. I’m still heading to where you are.

[ Hmm, so if he wasn’t hurt, then it wasn’t his blood... It must’ve been the blood of these “four” he mentioned. So, now she was dealing with a murderer here; how fitting for her occupation.

The mention of a grave catches her attention, but she can’t ask whose grave it is. Apparently this “Jek” person would know who this “her” is, so if she were to ask, it’d gain suspicion. Therefore, to keep up impressions, she decides to continue playing along. ]

[txt]: Are you referring to the four?
[txt]: Is that why you killed them?

[ Cool motive, still murder, Zack! ]