voice; locked from edward nygma and felicia hardy

[swwag]

Okay, let's hypothetically hypothesize that somebody is currently embroiled up to their fuckin' nook in a contentious goddamn present purchasin' one-upsmanship. You know, for Earth Jegusmas or whatewer

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[motherflocker]

A present for Edward, hm? That was always a difficult one.

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[swwag]

I fuckin' know, right?

I mean, bein' his moirail and all a course I know what he'd generally like, but he's a fuckin... you know, shady sort. Got all his feelins all hid up and whatnot from me half a the time. Nobody can blame me for cartilage nubbin' out a little help in times a dire need like this.

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[motherflocker]

Moirail? Now that's interesting. What exactly is a moirail? I may be able to lend some advice. Edward and I have something of a shared interest.

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[swwag]

Platonic soulmates is the easiest way a definin' it, actually.

[pause. leaving it at this awkward point is tempting, but... HHH.]

Basically he keeps me from doin' stupid shit I might otherwise be so inclined towards doin'.

And he newer told me about you.

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[fairyarcher]

... does he know about the one-upsmanship?

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[swwag]

'Course he does.

[pause.]

Well, why the fuck wouldn't he? You know how he is. All... startin' this shit and whatnot.

[fairyarcher]

I didn't peg him for the holiday type, I suppose.

[swwag]

He's not. That's the point.

It's just a game of fuckin' me ower, except usin' the seasonal celebrations to his own nefarious adwantage.

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[hasgonehonkers]

[He knows there are a million different times and places that would be much better for this conversation, but he can't keep this to himself forever either. After staring at his communicator for a long time he convinces himself that if he starts on a topic that's only half related maybe he can have some of this talk without having all of it. Maybe he can even find an answer to something he's been anxious about without getting into something else.

He's keeping most of his worry out of his voice, so he just sounds curious and a little distant right now.]

How good of a motherfuckin' moirail is Edward to your ownself, really?

[A pause.]

Doesn't he all like shit that's up at having surprise noodles on it?

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[swwag]

I already fuckin' told all a you that he's just fine at what he does. Fuckin' perfect.

[chin in his hand, he rolls his eyes at the communicator.]

I'm not addin' to that fuckin' atrocious wardrobe a his, Gam.

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[hasgonehonkers]

Does he really keep your ownself at being motherfuckin' calm? What does he do for you, brother?

[He's looking at the screen with a lot more focus all of a sudden.]

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[swwag]

Do skyhorses fuckin' fly?

What's your point here, Gam? What are you gettin' at?

[meowminx]

Goodness, is it getting that bad?

[swwag]

He got me a cat, Sel.

It's gettin' pretty goddamn contentious, I'd say.

[meowminx]

What's wrong with cats?

[swwag]

Well, considerin' he asked for the meanest goddamn one they had right off, I figure it's a facetious kinda gift.

You know, mockin' me.

Otherwise, I kinda like cats.

[reilluminates]

Do you know what he is getting you?
Also,
It's Christmas.

[swwag]

a cat
he asked for the fuckin meanest one avvailable if wwere bein frank here
and wwhatevver i got the second part right

[reilluminates]

Is there really any point in repaying him for a gift that will most likely die in a week by your hands?

[swwag]

oh no see thats wwhat he wwants
hes anticipatin ill kill it right off and hes not goin to havve to deal wwith it either
wwell he is fuckin misconcluded as SHIT im goin to take care a the hell outta this thing and hes goin to havve to deal ww it