The TOS Phone Hell Meme

[somepartsbroken]

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#1: Texts From Last Night
#2: Damn you, Autocorrect
#3: Recipient Misfire
#4: Mix & Match
#5: Wildcard


Option One:
Texts From Last Night
You know the drill: RNG, or pick one that tickles your fancy. Post blank and let others text you about their night, or send out a mass text for anyone to reply to by posting a TFLN when you tag the post.

Option Two:
Damn You Autocorrect
We've all done it. Either sit and wait for other people's mistakes to come to you with a blank tag, or take the bull by the horns and make the first move mistake by posting an autocorrect error when you tag the post.

Option Three:
Recipient Misfire
It's just so easy to hit the wrong name in your phone, isn't it? Embarrassment city! ...But is that better or worse than manually inputting the number incorrectly and texting a complete stranger by mistake?

Option Four:
Mix & Match!
Let autocorrect fuck up the TFLN you're sending to the wrong person. Go nuts!

Option Five:
Do Whatever The Fuck You Want
You know what, if none of these ideas are good enough for you, your ass can come up with something else. I don't even care.

[I stole this shit from Bakerstreet; Pretend the communicator somehow does text. I dont know.]

Comments

[oldfashionedhero]

It's a... thing. Can we just pretend like this isn't happening? That's how we did it in my day.

[alphaophiuchi]

oh that's true

should I stop now?

[alphaophiuchi]

1

look at how boring that is

4

that's just the same thing with a stupid L attached to it

[hero_with_no_fear]

some people like to be restrained

[artistwithasickness]

Yeah, but A doesn't tell you how much of a thing there is. Fine, you want a nice number? 69

Scott McCall | Teen Wolf

[truealphascott]

[ooc: Sorry I haven't apped him just yet, but he's coming people. I swear!]

She said she wanted to pull my tail and then looked really weirded out when I told her I didn't have one.

I think I missed something.

[oldfashionedhero]

[Absolutely clueless.]

I think most people assume you swallow rather than spit. I'm not sure you have anything to worry about.

[somepartsbroken]

I was going to ask who this was, but first I must inquire. How?

[somepartsbroken]

Truer words never spoken... or written, Whatever.

[abetterhappyending]

[ The record skips over to the next track as they part, and so close to his face still her dark eyes are hazy from drunkenness and the sweet sting of it is on her breath. they set straight onto his though; she knows where she is and whom she's speaking to. ] I have waited a very long time for a man who makes me happy, [ she says, slurring on "very."

Suddenly she tilts over, but her fingers clench into his shoulder and she crawls onto the sofa beside him instead, hands and knees first. On her knees facing the couch's back, the robe trailing to the floor, she snuggles her face into the nook of his shoulder and neck, a hand on his chest, whispering, ] It's you. It's you, [ and then after a pause she whispers the lyrics to the song against his neck in time with Ella's voice, ] That same old tingle that I feeeel inside...

[oldfashionedhero]

You asked if I had any salmon and then said you'd be in your cave.

[oldmanstriker]

[Oh my god... he'd forgotten about that.]

i am so sorry.

[alphaophiuchi]

so much more work than it seems

especially drunk

[oldfashionedhero]

Possibly. Especially if v is living up to it's letter.

[artistwithasickness]

man I knew I shouldn't have even put that out there.

[oldfashionedhero]

It was the snoring that really sold it though. That and the hat? It was uncanny.

[abetterhappyending]

Are you trying to say something about me Captain?

[alphaophiuchi]

See, that's the point in time where you just smile and nod and agree to whatever she says.

[alphaophiuchi]

seriously it's virtually impossible to get comfortable

[oldmanstriker]

i think i'm getting drunk in private from now on.

[to_this_end]

Oh. Darling...

[His arms go around her and he holds her, cheek against the soft cascade of her hair. He doesn't understand. He's never understood. He can't claim this is the first young woman who has both sought his company and improved it with her own. He can't claim he doesn't have any romantic interest in Maria, either, but he ignores it. Because as before, he's assumed he's too old, too broken, too miserable. And she's from a different time, she has a future, there are so many reasons he shouldn't be here with her right now.

But she makes him happy. He understands what she means. There have been very few true bright lights in the darkness after Gloria, and he was certain they had all passed him by at this point. But here was Maria, in his arms, and it felt painfully right to sit here with her in his arms, listening to Ella Fitzgerald and breathing her scent.]

[truealphascott]

...

But I don't have a tail. Why would I want her thinking I have a tail?

[alphaophiuchi]

I'd have thought that v would make me feel better

[abetterhappyending]

I give no guarantee.

[oldfashionedhero]

Well, yes. You're a very elegant woman. I think most people assume the best about you.