Voicemail

[scruffnfeathers]

*ring*

*click*

*five minutes of quiet white noise with the occasional piercing bit of feedback*

You've reached the voicemail of --

I don't understand. Why -- why do you want me to say my name?

*sound of attempts to dial*

*BEEP*

[ooc: phone messages left will reach Castiel, he just doesn't know that he needs to record a greeting. LOOK IT'S CANON NOW I HAD TO, OKAY?

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[future_sandworm]

For some reason Leto thought this was a very good day to call Alice. Little did he know that the message he left ended up in the wrong places.

"I miss you. I wish we could just go into the desert at night and ride a sandworm together, watching the sun rise over the open bled. I'm sure we could even manage croquet."

[likethegun]

"Okay, look, I know you wish I was kinky, but I'm just not. I don't think about sex like you do, I'm sorry."

[From here.]

[scruffnfeathers]

[and the reply goes here]

[scruffnfeathers]

[which goes right on over thataway]

[justlike_a_girl]

[From here]

"I don't know who the hell you are, but I am not a drunk and I don't have stupid ideas!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

[From here! (http://mparkerceo.livejournal.com/2413.html?thread=4490349#t4490349)]

"I would never, ever ever ever ask you for fashion advice. Hello, stupid robes! Not to mention your hair. I know you love it, but it's over the top in so many ways. You dress like a demented desert hippie with a fetish for black. And I would never ask you about alluring. Friends don't do that to other friends' guys. I am not that woman.

"And another thing! Being a teacher? Not that impressive. Where's my flying car, you jerk?"

"Grrr!"

[icecoldfrost]

[From here!]

"Darling, I didn't call you, you had best hope that you did not insult my coat, and I never fling random insults around. You really ought to know better by now."

[scruffnfeathers]

[to here]

[scruffnfeathers]

[to here]

[scruffnfeathers]

[to here and here.]

[noteviltwin.livejournal.com]

Okay, yeah, leaving smutty messages for your boss is probably a bad thing so you shouldn't do it. I mean, that's like reverse harrassment. Could get you fired. Not sure why you wanted my opinion, but uh, yeah. Don't."

[scruffnfeathers]

[to here]

[sweet-balls.livejournal.com]

"Wait, what was that beep? Did I run out of tape?" There was a pause. "They don't even use tape anymore do they? Oh god, now I sound silly." She laughed.

Shelley had been talking for five solid minutes now.

"But like I was saying, the nuns at the orphanage really didn't seem to care, so that's why I've never really been a big fan of bath salts."

She took a breath. "Anyway, I'll stop talking your ear off now. If that all sounds okay to you, just let me know! See you soon."

She hung up.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Okay, so the first few seconds of Chuck's message was some giggling, which was understandable because Cass' voicemail was ridiculous. Then there was a couple seconds of some strained breathing as Chuck tried to compose himself before talking.

"Hey Cass! It's me! Chuck. I'm a girl still--" Just in case he couldn't tell. "--and I'm at prom! Well I'm standing in the bathroom at prom 'cause it's the not-loudest place here. Took me forever to figure out if I should be in the boys or girls room. I'm calling becaaaaaaaaause...I don't remember anymore."

Well that was just great.

"UM. I just wanna say that you're awesome and I'm glad you're my friend and that if I weren't so sure they'd kill me, I'd punch your brothers in the face. I'm not that good at beating people up." Understatement. "Anywaaaaaaaaay...you're awesome. You're an awesome person. I don't use the L word but if I did use the L word I'd use it for you but in the friend way not in the I want to marry you way. That'd be weird."

He stopped making sense a while ago.

"Okay. I gotta go. I'll see you later. You're awesome. Byeeeeeeeeeee."