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

[bestsword]

What?

[Tucker got lost a moment, processing information, cataloging it with new - whatever it is he has that's pulling websites and knowledge from internet sources and this is already a mess in his head but he tries - tries - to focus on Caboose in front of him.]

To space? No, thanks, enjoying it right here on Earth while we can.

[buildsfriends]

Tucker. [FLOATS ANNOYINGLY INTO UR FACE] Are you talking to people on the radio while I am talking to you? I told you that is very rude and I don't like it! [because tucker says he does it a lot. like when caboose is being annoying and tucker doesn't want to listen to him. or talk to him. or associate with him in any way, and then someone ends up with mustard in their sheets and then nobody is happy.]

[bestsword]

What? No!

[But god he wishes he was. He leans back, enough so Caboose isn't directly in his face. Helmet. Whatever.]

And since when have I cared what's rude or what you like or don't like?

[buildsfriends]

This is why you don't have as many friends as me. [just assuming Tucker has less friends because c'mon, of course he does]

Take off your helmet, please. It's also rude to not have a face when someone else is in their pajamas.

[bestsword]

Yeah, see, the thing about that is I would, but I kinda don't feel like it.

[Can't. Won't. Same difference.]

And you talked to Church and Tex all the time back in Blood Gulch, no problem.

[buildsfriends]

[wow rude] Church and Tex are computer people and also I like them better than you.

[bestsword]

[RudER.] Great. Thanks.

And this is how you make friends, huh.

[buildsfriends]

No. [AFFRONTED SNIFF. Crocodile tears, at best.] This is how I talk to people who are being mean even when I fly all the way over to visit. [uninvited]

[bestsword]

I didn't ask you to! I just wanted to know you weren't destroying half the city or something! ['Please don't be lying down in a ditch half dead, Caboose, it would worry us all'.]

Clearly you're not, so now I'm worried about whoever got your armor.