IC CONTACT

[buildsfriends]

"HELLO.

I would like...ten sandwiches. Some of them are for frien- one of them is for friends.

Please make them the long kind. THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT."

Comments

voice

[failureisntachoice]

What the hell are you telling people about me?

voice

[buildsfriends]

voice

[buildsfriends]

Huh? What was the question?

voice

[failureisntachoice]

[ Fine. She'll speak slower. And more loudly. ]

What. The hell. Are you telling people. About me? If I hear one more goddamn person whisper about how I'm some robotic shark hybrid that flips tanks with a flick of my fin, I'm going to... [ Crap. Normal threats won't work well here. Quick what would Caboose care about. ]

Tell Church you're grounded and that he can't hang out with you anymore.

voice

[buildsfriends]

WHAT- [PANICKING]

No! I didn't- Don't tell Church that! We live in the same house most of the time!

text;

[maime]

What's your status?

[DO NOT READ ANYTHING INTO THIS CHECK-IN]

voice;

[buildsfriends]

Ah, I dunno...probably middle? Lower-middle class? Y'know, I can buy orange juice...keep the lights on...

text;

[maime]

[He should have known that word would be too technically for Caboose]

meant how are you
no trouble I hope

voice;

[buildsfriends]

Miss Maine, can you use the radio please? Ah- Freckles can't read so great. [A negative sound from said assault rifle. NOPE.]

text 12/03

[bestsword]

[You know what sucks? Being stuck in hospital recovery and the only person there is someone you have...weird.... relationship issues with. And Church. And then Maine.

Did these fuckers even check on Caboose while he was gone?

He doubts it.

SO he's using the nanite tattoo to send texts through to a few people while he can't really use a phone.]

caboose you didnt die while i was gone right

text

[buildsfriends]

OMG TUCKERS BACK

text

[buildsfriends]

wait aww tucker s back

[bestsword]

yeah im real happy to be back lemme tell you

you were right about that on the ground thing

VOICE, after things are slightly settled from powerswap

[worstever]

I'm not going to be at the hou-- blue base for a while, Caboose. If you need something, I need you to call me or tell Epsilon, alright?

... the small Church.

voice;

[buildsfriends]

I AM FLYING AND I AM BLUE

[is that the sound of the wind furiously rushing past the mic]

1/2

[worstever]

What? Yes, Caboose, you're a blue --

[worstever]

YOU'RE ACTUALLY FLYING, AREN'T YOU.

text, dated to the 7th

[bestsword]

caboose are you ok

[He saw someone else has his armor, saw someone else fighting in it after the flash, he's gotta know he's okay]

action

[buildsfriends]

[floating upside-down outside ur window] HI TUCKER

[bestsword]

Oh holy shit!

[He jumps and WHY IS CABOOSE OUTSIDE THE WINDOW.]

Caboose, what the hell!

HOLIDAY PREP

[fuckai]

Holiday gifts have a $300 minimum.

Exchanges will be on December 23rd. Don't forget, asswipes.

[.... wait shit he meant to exclude Caboose from this mass text fUCK!!]

voice

[buildsfriends]

[time to live with the consequences you fool]

CHURCH YOU WILL LOVE WHAT I GOT YOU

BECAUSE I AM THE ONE WHO GOT IT FOR YOU

delivery

[burnseternal]

[Saint Walker had been unaware of Christmas traditions until they had already been upon him. To that end, for the new year, he has left those that he already feels some affection for with a small, New Years token.

Caboose receives a homemade soy candle, scented with apple, cinnamon and clove oils. Around its base is a woven burlap ribbon. Other people will have to deal with Caboose receiving a gift that requires him to deal with fire.

Oops.

Enclosed is a note:]

Dear Caboose,

May the new year bring you great things. You are already filled with great hope. All that is left is to turn such hope into action.

All will be well,

Saint Walker

email >> post delivery

[buildsfriends]

deer mr saint elmos fire

thank you forr the candul
i bit it becuz i thot it was candee

did not taste gud
but smels reel gud

thank yu

frends and hapyness
michael j cabose

obligatory port-out voicemail (I HOPE THIS IS OK)

[worstever]

Orange juice isn't dinner. Candy isn't, either. Yes, you have to brush your teeth twice a day. Yes, Church misses you too.

You better be alright back there.

[Translated: he'll miss you.]