Voicemail

[silent_robert]

*There is a long silence, witha little rustling. Then, obviously in the background:* Hey tons o' fun! The fuck are you doing?

*click*

Translation: You've reached Bob's *private* voicemail. He probably won't answer, but will find you in person.

Comments

[shane_mcc]

Hey, uhh... Bob? Hi, it's Shane. I got your number from that... kinda cranky guy at the Kwik Stop. *long, perturbed pause* Anyway, uhh...

Listen, I'm having a get together over at my place tonight and I was wondering if maybe you might wanna come? Uhh... just you, though, okay? It's gonna be a laid back sort of thing and ... well, your pal is a little ... intense.

Anyway, I live over at Amber House, room 38. Come by around, say, 6:30? You can bring beer or something, if you want. We're probably gonna order Chinese or something for dinner, though.

If you can't make it, that's cool - just thought I'd check.

Talk to you later, man.

[click]

[shane_mcc]

[ooc: party thread over here if Bob can make it...]

[silent_robert]

Bob pins a note to Shane's door. It reads:

Had to go back to Jersey for something. Sorry I missed the party.

-SB

[oatmanspatient]

[OOC: Morris Day and the Time will be playing at homecoming. Be there!]

[silent_robert]

[[OOC: Don't tempt me to sneak Bob into homecoming! I don't think I could play my other char at the dance, and Bob being chased by rover in a suit all while drunk after my friend's party. Don't tempt me! Oh, Bob is going to be there, don't you worry.]]

[_gottahavefaith]

Uhm, Bob? It's Faith. After I got rid of my hangover this morning, I found a card with your number, which I'm thinking I got at Homecoming. Don't know, I don't remember all of it. But yeah, this is me, calling you back. We should hang out sometime. Maybe without your buddy? Or with, but you don't seem like the type. Plus, he kinda sucks.
So yeah, gimme a call, or something.

OOC

[master_of_fear]

okay, so where and when do you want to do the toxin thing? Likely somewhere in town (so I don't get in trouble) and is it just you guys who get it or do you distribute it?

Re: OOC

[silent_robert]

Well, I don't actually know any details. Callisto was Crane's partner-in-crime, J&SB were just a couple of stupid drug dealers that were supposed to sell it to some poor, unsuspecting kids. But I have midterms like whoa until next Tuesday, so J&SB aren't going to be around for any major plottage.

Re: OOC

[master_of_fear]

okay, so how's about sometime later next week then? I'll get the details and hot you back.

good luck with the midterms

Re: OOC

[master_of_fear]

so I'm thinking Callisto gives the toxin to you guys telling you it's like an inhalant or something, you guys head into Spike's pub and *accidentally* drop it and anyone in the immeadiate vicinity inhales the toxin. (including yourselves?)

[addams_daughter]

"Bob?" Wednesday paused, trying to think of a good way to phrase this. "I'm holding a Halloween party on the twenty-ninth of this month and there will be a costume contest. Someone suggested your name... so I was wondering if you'd be willing to be one of the judges?"

[silent_robert]

Bob is at the Kwik Stop, half asleep and really confused when he gets the message. He wanders toward Wednesday's house, and leaves a note on the gate.

I'd love to. Jay and I might be heading back to Jersey on business that weekend, so if I can't, I will let you know.

SB

[[aka, player's parents will be visiting that week, and Saturday night will probably not be good for her. I still have to see, though.]]

[addams_daughter]

((OOC: Crap. It's meant to be Sunday night and I must have been looking at the wrong calendar when I made the invitations. AUGH! *ponders*))

[silent_robert]

[[Sunday night is perfect for me, so then Bob can do it. As long as I get to have dumbass Jay tag along and make trouble... ;-) ]]