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vaughn the wildcard ([personal profile] moneyman) wrote2016-08-27 02:34 pm
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dbag: ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴜɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴊᴜɴɢʟᴇs. ɪ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. (Default)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-13 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, see, I knew YOU'D understand. Fiona's super pissed at me. But no, I totally promise I will never call you Angelo ever again. I mean, if anything, you're more like a... Rodrigo.
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[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-18 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. It's less what I said...

Actually. Tangentially related. Can I talk to you about something?
dbag: ʟɪғᴇ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ, ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜʀᴇᴛʜʀᴀ. (pic#10209456)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-20 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ On second thought, 'I'm basically losing my mind LOL txt it!' sounds awful, he can't force himself to do it. ]

Okay, this is actually more of an in-person thing, I guess. No, I know, it's definitely an in-person thing. Where are you?
dbag: ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴜɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴊᴜɴɢʟᴇs. ɪ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. (Default)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-21 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Uhhh I can come to your room unless you're scared I'm gonna call you Angelo and murder you or something. Which I am not.
dbag: ɪ'ᴍ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴsɪʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss? ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴsɪʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋғᴀsᴛ! (pic#10209500)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-22 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Haha. "Here lies Angelo, he was surprisingly ripped." Anyway. Okay. See you soon.

[ It's not that long before he's knock-knock-knocking on Vaughn's door, smiling weakly. ] Hiiiiiii... [ He grimaces a little; that 'hi' was way too long and way too awkward. Frowning, he repeats, shorter this time, ] Hi.
dbag: ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴜɴᴛs ɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴊᴜɴɢʟᴇs. ɪ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. (Default)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-23 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
What's going on isss... [ He trails off, stalling. You don't just jump right into the crazy stuff, but where do you start when it's all crazy? He rubs his hands together a little, fidgeting. ] Actually, you might want to be sitting down for this. I am about to— just blow your mind here. [ He mimes a head exploding, complete with sound effects: ] Bwooosh.
Edited (that typo was going to haunt me sorry) 2016-09-23 03:51 (UTC)
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[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-23 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
No! No, I am not going to murder you. ...Which totally sounds like something a murderer would say. Moving on. [ This is the worst, let him die. GOD, STRIKE HIM DOWN RIGHT NOW. He lowers his hands, avoiding pacing too much by just awkwardly shifting his feet. ] Okay, I'm just going to, uh, just go for it, I guess. I see dead people! Dead person, really, um, but that doesn't work with the reference.
dbag: ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ. (pic#10150906)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-25 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Well— no, I mean, yeah, you could say that, but not actually, you know? Dead person, yes. Ghost, nnnno? Maybe? Digital ghost. If that's a thing. [ He clears his throat, brushing the hair at the nape of his neck back with his fingers self-soothingly. He could calmly and clearly explain the situation in a way that makes sense, but haha, no. Word-vomit works just as well. ] —Oh, also, it's Jack. Handsome Jack. As in the Handsome Jack. Not that there are... others. That I know of.
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[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-28 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes! Right, exactly, see, I knew you'd get it. [ Their bronnection. He's so pleased with Vaughn, it's like he doesn't even have to say things that make sense, Vaughn will just make it make sense for him. ] Annnnd. That's basically it, that's the whole thing. Just thought you should know.
dbag: ʟɪғᴇ ɪs ᴇғғᴏʀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴅɪᴇ. (pic#10537287)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-09-30 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Not right at this exact second, um. But if you mean right now as in... this general time period, yes.

[ He realizes he didn't answer Vaughn's original question — god, one at a time, don't be so impatient! — and brings his hand up to bite his fingernail nervously. It's so awkward, and he feels so bad for not saying anything earlier. ]

Remember the ID drive thing? Where I was like, you know, look and learn! And then I passed out a little?
dbag: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴍʏ ʀᴀᴘ? ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʀᴀᴘ. (pic#10388078)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-10-02 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, okay, I didn't mean to keep it a secret, I just. Thought you'd all think I was crazy. And then I just waited longer and longer and, you know, then there wasn't really a good time? I didn't want to bring it up while we were all in the caravan playing cards or something, like... oh, hey, by the way, I'm cheating using my brain ghost AI.

[ He smooths his hair back again even though it doesn't actually need it, just to have something to (awkwardly) do with his hands. ] And as long as we're being honest, I did cheat at a lot of games.
dbag: ғᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴇᴀᴛʙᴇʟᴛs! (pic#10069617)

[personal profile] dbag 2016-10-03 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Ahh, right. [ He sucks in air through his teeth, grimacing a little. ] Soooooo, funny story. Remember when I was acting weird? The other day?

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