Hey. This is Goose, and it looks like someone here's reached my phone. Need to give me a holler? 'Kay, leave a message after the tone.

BEEEEEEP.

[Feel free to leave him any texts or voicemails! Just leave a date and time in the subject. Thank you!]

... I never got to show off this baby, didn't I? Damn, and to think with all this new foreign Poke-whatever-Unova-what's-it-called-again? I would've showed off my new foreign junk, too.

Feast your eyes on this baby of mine.

[Behold, it's a hang glider! It's... not quite the typical hang glider, however. Look at those pedals. They're in top condition and they can power through air unlike any other hang glider! To a fault. It's still a glider, after all, so it's still going to be a bit flimsy.

Goose didn't particularly give two biscuits about that minor issue, though. It was his new baby, and he still loved it. It's nestled on a cliff-top. Was he about to fly it? Yes, he was. Helmetless. Goodness, what a daredevil.]

Ain't gonna see one of these anywhere else in Final Destination. This baby here is a Wuhu Sky Club-brand pedal glider with all of the fixings. Y'know, my friend and all.

I've just got one teensy li'l ol' problem with this bad boy. I ain't got a name for it yet. [He gives a pondering sort of stance.] I was thinking something a little... I dunno, exotic. Y'know, these colors ain't what I'm used to. So much green. Needs more blue. My point, though... something different than what I'd think of oughta be good for this guy.

[He strokes the handlebars lovingly.] So hey, this Goose is open for any ideas. Fire 'em, I'll consider 'em.

[[ Hi guess who's off hiatus lol? 8) ]]

Uhhh.

We ain't got a boss anymore.

... Now what the heck do we do if we ain't even got a boss? What, should one of us become the heads or some shit? Because hey, that would be pretty badass. Can't go wrong with that.

At least we ain't got a boss that'll sic dragons on us or something if we ain't happy. [haha overreacting haha]

[A voice rings out through the sound of glass shattering and possibly even concrete crumbling. The noise sounds... awful, not to mention the idea that there were gross, squelching noises accompanying it.]

What the FUCK is this thing?!

Is anyone else seeing this crazy shit?!

Okay.

This ain't funny anymore.

So hey, I came home from work, and get what happened? One of them little chickadees decided it'd be swell to hitch a ride in my hair. Didn't know it until I got in the shower.

Guess what happened? Little shit flew out of my head once I turned the water on and tried to take a nip outta the worst place to nip. Just barely managed to dodge the li'l fucker.

Now we've got some little chick hiding around who-knows-where in the bathroom. Managed to trap it in there, but... I can't find it.

It better not be in the toilet next time I need to empty the tank, or else, uh... or else I ain't gonna be getting some for a while.

[He posts this thinking it's private to close friends (and obviously his lover), but he forgot to add a bit of code that thus made it entirely public. WOOHOO.]

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Well. Doesn't look like too much time went by. Gone for a year and it's only been a few days? The hell?

Funny, that. I don't even feel all that different. Time-wise, I guess.

I'm even still on the roster. Heh. Hey, boss, Rouge, Arch, sorry I kinda flunked out for a while. Expect me to be on shift again first thing tonight. I'll even make up for it by buying you three a pizza or something, heh.

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( private to all mechanical/inorganic beings in the school.Collapse )

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If anyone finds any roaming robots around, lemme know. I'm deactivating all of the ones left.

And if I said anything to you in the past week? Just don't think about it too hard. Didn't mean any of it. Okay? Okay. Forget any of it ever happened.

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( Private to Surge, not very hackable because lol he is not very happy.Collapse )

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( Brief narration.Collapse )