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[gunsandtango]

"This number is unlisted. If I didn't give it to you, hang up."

[ooc: If your character gets past the message, feel free to leave text, voice, or video messages.]

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[voice]

[metachrosis]

[Paranoid weirdo!]

Riiight. Because that's a good habit for work and stuff.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

It is when having your name easily accessible could lead to people wanting to kill you knocking down your door.

[Paranoid, yes, but generally justifiably so.]

Anyway, what's up?

[voice]

[metachrosis]

You could always litter the place with traps. Then, even your friends can get their legs broken and need a magical cat-woman to heal them.

Anyway, the point is, I don't know what to cook.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

You make it sound like I didn't do that too. [she's only kidding a little]

Not sure how much help I'll be there. I'll eat pretty much anything. Or, anything normal for human consumption. Unless you just want me to pick something.

[voice]

[metachrosis]

First thing that comes to mind, and I will tell you if it's doable.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

Pizza.

[you said first thing that came to mind.]

[voice]

[metachrosis]

I wish. Think I'd have to find someone to believe that one up. Or I could replace the pizza dough with bread. Works, but it's not the same.

...I miss New Tek's junk food.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

How does believing shit up actually work? Is it simple as just wishing for it?

[voice]

[metachrosis]

I don't think so. I think it's somehow deluding yourself into thinking something exists. Like going into the depot and "knowing" there's tinned tomatoes? And it's more likely to work if you've recently had sex - the fuel, I guess.

It doesn't work for me, so I don't know for sure. My belief gets used up on subconscious shit like anything related to being a chameleon.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

Maybe when I get laid I'll try and delude us up some good pizza, then.

[voice]

[metachrosis]

[There's a brief pause. Hooold on...]

Ummm...

How long have you been here, again?

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

Little less than three weeks, why?

[voice]

[metachrosis]

You'd better get on that before you can't even delude yourself into existing. Can you still taste food okay?

Re: [voice]

[gunsandtango]

I'm been a bit preoccupied. [turns out that your boyfriend not remembering you, trying to kill you, and your new chameleon friend/roommate clearly pinning over him makes the idea of casual sex kind of unappealing.] Honestly, I usually kind of inhale food so I haven't noticed anything.

[voice]

[metachrosis]

Don't leave it. Fading feels terrible - I've been there too many times already.

[voice]

[gunsandtango]

Hey, this place had any clubs I would have been all about it already. [this is a slight lie but he doesn't need to know that.] Guess I just need to get on upgrading any friends I've made to friends with benefits.

Re: [voice]

[metachrosis]

Shouldn't be too hard.

[The thought of offering doesn't even occur to him for a number of reasons.]