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FUN GHOUL
VOICEMAIL/IC CONTACT



[ "Fun Ghoul's voicemail. Leave a message, kids." ]

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[1/16]

[gloryisbullshit]

G?

Baby boy, you better fucking come in. You whole? Fun Ghoul, come on, come in.

[fangool]

[ It takes a while, but he finally replies, but with a very short text. ]

i'm alive

[gloryisbullshit]

[Too long of a while, too long to be okay with a fucking text. He persists over the audio channel:] What happened? You bleedin? I saw you on the line, saw you chargin out like a fuckin moron, are you okay?

voice!

[walkietalkie]

Um... Ghoul?

[ Guess who. ]

voice!

[fangool]

Ayyy, littlething. [ He sounds pleased to hear her voice! ] Everything okay? What's up?

voice!

[walkietalkie]

You like exploring, right? [ She asks slowly. ] ....In places we aren't really supposed to go?

2/12 this is going to be awful and i'm so sorry

[notblayde]

<3

[another text like 2 seconds later]

u busy???

SQUEAKLAUGHS

[fangool]

<3
never too busy for you
whats up

THIS IS GONNA BE SOOOOOO TERRIBLE

[notblayde]

good
a lots up

[and another 2 second later text]

got my hands full w something if u want 2 help ;)

[2/2]

[thecourier]

Hey, Spooky! Just hit me how long it's been-- haha, shit, sorry, you get used to not talkin' in the wastes...

Man, are you okay? Not like you to go silent for so long.

[fangool]

[ He's just gotten his phone back, so he's not used to actually getting to answer it. He answers a little later, sends a message back. ]

I been alright. [ He doesn't want to talk about the detox, not really. ] Shit's been going down, s'just been a mess. You alright?

[thecourier]

[He's not sure what that rush of relief is all about.]

Yeah. Yeah. Getting myself into trouble like always. Using a crutch right now, messed my leg up somethin' awful.

[Voice] Feb 4th - before the eclipse

[godowntogether]

Hey, man.

I know you're probably sick of me by now. I'll keep it short. Neither of us have heard anything since the day, so I guess... I'm just calling to see if you're doing okay.

So yeah if you could just grunt or shoot me a text or something, I'd appreciate it. And I'm not gonna come kick down your door if you don't, I'm just.

[Worried.]

Wondering.

[voice, then text] Feb 4th - AFTER the eclipse

[fangool]

[ He gets the message before the eclipse, but doesn't answer until after. It's been a stressful day, but his baby chicks (read as: Matt and Glen) are all scooped up and protected in his hotel room, so at least there's that. ]

I'm - you don't gotta. [ He starts, voice awkward and loud, and then he makes an incredibly frustrated sound and hangs up the phone. Amal will get a text instead. ] deaf, can't hear anything

fine though otherwise just
are you okay what happened to you

[text]

[godowntogether]

[At first he's confused, then concerned, then angry. Is he fucked up again already? SERIOUSLY?

Before he can respond with what he thinks of that, he gets the texts. And... oh. Right. It makes sense now. He kind of doesn't want to text, the buttons don't feel like anything at all and that's goddamn creepy, but it's the only way they can communicate right now.

his texts come slow; it's harder to do this with numb hands than he ever imagined, and he keeps going back to correct typos.]

oh man, that really sucks

can you read lips or do sign language or anything?

I'm ok I just can't feel anything

text; feb 14th

[selfemployed]

Hello, beautiful.

I've learned that today is something called velentine day, and that you're supposed to send sweet things to the people you care about on this day. So that's what this is, a sweet thing from your sweet thing.

I just wanted to let you know that you are one of the best things about this place, a place where good things are few and far between.

This is a wonky sideways heart <3 please treasure it, a gift from me to you.

text;

[fangool]

[ HOW DOES HE RESPOND TO THIS

For a long, long time, Ghoul sort of just stares at the text message. And very, very slowly, he smiles. He curls up on his bed, and texts her back, slow and a little hesitant. ]

i will
i do treasure it
keep writing and rewriting this text and nothings coming out the way i want it so

so thank you
i dunno what i would do without you here

text;

[selfemployed]

I'm sure you'd manage. You're strong like that.

I'm glad I can make things even a little better though. You do for me.

2/14 late evening - text;

[notblayde]

[there's an attachment along with the following message]

blame glen
<3

text;

[fangool]

[ This one makes him laugh a little. And also - feel weird, feel awkward, because yeah, that's accurate. ]

thats romantic as fuck
also concerning
but i'll take it anyway

and then another text a few seconds later

[fangool]

holy shit thats my symbol
aw
fuckin adorable, you got it all right

WHOOPS

[notblayde]

:)
glad u like it <3

tho 'concerning' wasnt exactly my goal

voice;

[selfemployed]

[ This message comes only after she's talked with Regina and started making plans - so a few hours after the post went up. ]

Remember what I said about justice, love? [ She smiles, sure it's not exactly the prettiest smile she's ever smiled. But it's impossible to stifle anyway, and at any rate, Ghoul can't see it. ] Well, it goes without saying I'm about ten times more determined to get it now than ever.

I'll be by soon. It'll be alright, we'll be alright, don't you ever lose sight of that.

[fangool]

[ Ghoul doesn't really bother answering. He's barely even conscious. If or when she comes by, he'll make an effort to talk to her because she's Glen, because she has done so much for him the past few weeks. But he can't make himself pick up the phone.

Sorry, Glen. He's not all there right now. ]

3/27

[godowntogether]

[The text comes in about noon on the 27th, with quite a few names CC'd. TJ got around, but Amal has only just found the time to take care of a very important step in this process:]

hey

so TJ wrote a bunch of letter for friends in case something like this happened

if you're getting this, it means he wrote you one

you can come pick it up at the clinic in southtown, just ask bruce or courier for it

sorry this is so late

[Amal comes back to Ghoul's a little later, still a bit hungover. His eyes are a bit puffy and if he seems a little down, it's not because of the booze. They had enough of a talk that it's not too awkward to stand, but he still seems to have trouble finding words.]

Ghoul. Hey. Listen, um, I won't stay long, I just... finally got around to sorting stuff out. TJ left you something, and I figured he'd be pretty mad at me if I just added your name to the mass text.

Not that I'd do that anyway, but-- here.

[In his hands is a letter, with a small leather necklace inside, and a parcel containing a toy car. TJ knew he liked those.]