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[socialactivillain]

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[catchacold]

You're missing out.

[socialactivillain]

[ There's a noticeable delay while he figures out texting. Luckily, he's smart. ]

On?

text;

[catchacold]

Did you know that in 2016, Donald Trump is actually a serious presidential candidate?

Seems he has an equivalent here.

[socialactivillain]

...Did James put you up to this?

action;

[pyrogue]

[ Mick's wandering the house, vaguely looking for Piper.

He kinda wants to ask him about something, but at the same time really, really doesn't. But he also kinda wants to check in, so... maybe he can ease into it. ]

[socialactivillain]

[ Luckily, the sound of flute playing makes him relatively easy to track to the back yard, where he's sitting with his feet in the pool, playing something quiet. ]

text

[airshow]

COME 2 FRONT YARD
V V V V V V V V V IMPORTANT EMERGENCY

[socialactivillain]

If something's on fire, put it out before Mick sees.
I'm on my way.

text

[causational]

Hey Piper, you busy?

[socialactivillain]

Not particularly. What's up?

[pyrogue]

[ The day after Axel arrives, Mick bakes a chocolate cake and divides it by three, wrapping each part separately and carefully labelling them with each of his housemates' names.

He leaves them on the kitchen counter with a firm note not to steal anyone else's and that there's ice cream in the freezer, make sure to leave some for the others. Neopolitan, so choose a flavour. ]

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[pyrogue]

Piper, you're an expert on guys, can ask you a question?

[pyrogue]

Okay maybe not an expert, but you know more than me.

Text

[pyrogue]

Do you know what fanfiction is?

[socialactivillain]

You mean like those stories James writes where he's on that Star Trek show with the female captain?

misFIRE text

[catchacold]

When she saw that he was dissolved with pleasure, she stopped, divining that perhaps if she deprived him now he might make a gesture towards fulfillment. At first he made no motion. His sex was quivering, and he was tormented with desire… Marianne grew desperate. She pushed his hand away, took his sex into her mouth again, and with her two hands she encircled his sexual parts, caressed him and absorbed him until he came.

What's wrong with 'cock'?

[socialactivillain]

[ There is a LONG pause before there is any response. ]

There's a lot wrong with everything here.

DELIVERY

[burnseternal]

[ Special delivery! Piper receives three homemade soy candles that smell faintly of freshly washed cotton, a woven tan bracelet, and a certificate of donation to a local homeless shelter. ]

I wish you a happy holiday, whichever holiday you may celebrate! I have gathered that you would prefer money to go to a good cause, but rest assured, the other items I have included are ones that I have made myself.

[Which is to say: they're ethical.]

May the new year treat you kindly.

-Saint Walker

text;

[pyrogue]

Hey Pipes, can I ask your advice?

[socialactivillain]

[ Please don't be about Cold, please don't be about Cold, please don't be about Cold. ]

Always. What's up?

Letter!

[baetiful]

[ Perhaps it's a bit old-fashioned, but the message arrives for Hartley via mockingbird. Sealed closed by a wax mockingbird sigil, the letter is hand-written in careful cursive. ]

Dear, Mr. Rathaway -

We may have only spoken briefly before, but our conversations have stuck with me since the election nearly a year ago. I've continued to think, how can I give back to the community? And then I realized one thing I could do.

I write to you on behalf of a project I am working on within my city. Construction has already begun on rebuilding a much larger library, but I wish for this to be more than simply a bigger structure. I hope to inspire education and the spread of knowledge to the natives of Maurtia Falls as well as provide an invaluable resource to new arrivals here. But more than that, I wish to use it to pay homage to the natives who lost their lives within Maurtia Falls due to imPort related tragedies. Their names will be honored within the library itself and donations will be set up to be made to the families.

For this project to succeed, I need your help. If you are able to donate anything at all to the cause, it would be most appreciated -- whether that is books, money, or simply your time. I plan to put programs into place once the library is finished in order to help bring education to the youth as well as aid the older natives in necessary skills to obtain lucrative jobs so that they are not relying on criminal income to provide for their families. I do hope this is a cause you will feel worth fighting for.

I thank you for your time, and I do hope to hear back from you soon.

Sincerely,
Ambassador Petyr Baelish


[ OOC: You can feel free to just respond to this OOCly if he would donate anything or not! ]

ooc

[socialactivillain]

He would absolutely respond with a generous donation of let's say $1,500, and a request to keep him in the loop on the library education programs as they get started.

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[pyrogue]

[ Honestly just a text that has a list of new fanfic recs from the Russian To Love You fandom and its sequel. It's been a while since Mick's sent him any, he'd kinda wandered off from it for a while. ]

[socialactivillain]

Oh hey, thanks

I haven't had a lot of time to check for anything good to read lately.

text.

[trouvaille]

( Gwen's contact is for the most part an impersonal list of names and numbers with brief notes beside them - volunteer groups, experienced nonprofits, people with deep pockets who can be finessed and accompanying details of how much of a challenge they might or might not present. One of those people is William Walker, whose De Chima office address he might recognise as belonging to Mr Anonymous Fifty Big Ones. )

Feel free to let them know where you got their details.

Cheers. G.

[socialactivillain]

Thanks, Gwen. This is a huge help.

Can I ask another favor? Do you know most of the people on this list personally?

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[pyrogue]

YOU NEED TO LOOK AT THIS RIGHT NOW [ link ]

[socialactivillain]

....Is that a fire-breathing dog?

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[pyrogue]

Hey can you take my gun again for a while

Until Len comes back

[socialactivillain]

Wait, he got ported out?


Are you at your place? I'll be right over.

[text]

[cigarbribery]

Hey, this is Foggy. I really enjoyed our date, terrifying not-penguin Penguin aside, and [how does he phrase this so he doesn't sound creepy or demanding argh] it was a great date. A really great date.

Do you want to go out for coffee sometime? I mean, it doesn't have to be a "date" date, but I'd love the company.

[He hits send before he can change his mind, and then spends about ten minutes internally screaming. Oh god it's creepy isn't it he shouldn't have sent it oh god what if he says so argh—]

[socialactivillain]

Hey! I was actually meaning to text you. I had a really good time, I've just been tied up with work.

[ Running a charity organization would take up a lot of his time even if he didn't tend to get tunnel vision on his projects. ]

Anyway, I'd love to.

text

[catchacold]

Come have a drink with me.

Or coffee. Ice cream? I can swing ever which way.

[socialactivillain]

When did you get back?

text; backdated to the beginning of the month

[heliophilic]

Miss me?

[socialactivillain]

I'd say no, but we'd both know I was lying.
I was starting to think you weren't coming back.

text

[typea]

[This is a very hesitant text given that David isn't completely certain if he's someone that Piper wants to hear from or not.

After their initial meeting they seemed...okay? Still, Piper is the only one that comes to mind.]

Can I ask you a question?

[A beat.]

Aside from that one of course.

[socialactivillain]

[ Piper's a little surprised to get a text from him, but it's certainly not unwelcome. ]

Sure. You can even ask more than one, if you want!

inspired by the OP image

[picksthenames]

🎺🦍

jazz grodd

...wait do you guys have grodd?

[socialactivillain]

I don't think there's a trumpet big enough for a 600 pound gorilla to play without crushing, but my god, would I watch him try.

[voice]

[cigarbribery]

[There's a heady giddiness to Foggy's voice, as he says:] Hey, feel like going for a coffee any time soon? I got a new job, so I can afford to get extra whipped cream now.

sorry i can't ever tag back in under a week apparently I AM THE WORST

[socialactivillain]

Ooh, extra whipped cream? I'm sold. What's the new job?