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[ Well, hey TQ, hope you don't mind this fresh face on the network. She normally sticks to texting because if it looks like a phone and acts like a (kind of sci-fi upgraded) phone, why not use it like one? But she's been going through the other features — slow day on the ship, you know how it is — and after rifling through everything she can easily find on the communicator, she decides to post up a video.

So here's a young, teenaged girl setting the comm in front of her before she sits down cross-legged and twirls a lock of her hair. Alas, it's got less of a bounce than it normally does, but that's what lack of hot rollers on a ship will do. ]

If I write my best essay and promise to stay on my best behavior after, am I allowed to leave Space Detention? I mean, I haven't even gotten to mess around in a library, so this kind of blows.

[ she smiles because she's kind of hoping someone will catch the reference. If not, then well: ] Or are we all waiting for some big, space musical number?

Are there even any boomboxes to hold up outside that red smiley thing's window? If it has one. [ seriously, what is up with that thing. ] Also, I guess it'd have to be this phone thing, since I don't have an iPod anymore.

[ She lets out a very put upon sigh before admitting something you never would have guessed!! clearly!! But it's followed by a smile that's all teeth and too much eyelash batting. ]

Okay, so I'm bored. And I can't really miss anyone who left, since I just got here. [ not even touching whatever's up with the masks. ] You'd think the aliens would be able to hook us up with better movie selections or something.

I don't suppose there's someone on here with something entertaining to do?

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text OH SHE SO WILL. WATCH OUT ISAAC.

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you know exactly what i'm talking about. i saw that bag. but i'm being nice and letting you give it to me instead of me taking it.

ps. your voice totally cracks i think it's kind of cute, at least.

text OH SHE SO WILL. WATCH OUT ISAAC.

[abrahamic]

and if this imaginary bag existed, what makes you think you'll be able to find it?
also you think anything deadly is cute, your opinion isn't valid on this matter.

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i've practically got a sixth chocolate sense. what makes you think i haven't already?

l o l, you're not any deadlier than I am.

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[abrahamic]

that sixth sense is called a uterus and sometimes it gives false alarms.
and true, but i don't call myself cute. :(!

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sometimes, but this totally isn't one of those times.

but you are though. practically adorable.

[ he'll stop being that when he stops crying over puppies ]

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[abrahamic]

[ god, get out, you weren't even there!!! ]

says the girl who's barely five feet four without heels.
i know for a fact you haven't found my stash, okay.

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[ doesn't matter packbro SHE'LL FIND OUT AT SOME POINT AND JUST GUSH OVER YOUR SOFT SPOT FOR PUPPIES. ]

we can't all be giants!!

fine. but it's only a matter of time until i do since you're not sharing.

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[abrahamic]

i hit my growth spurt early it's not my fault it didn't stop right away! :(
10 bucks say you won't find it anyway.

[ you're a traitor to the wolfy cause, i don't like you anymore. ]

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do they even have money here? either way, you're on. i can almost smell my bag of chocolates.

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[abrahamic]

no you're smelling the scent of failure.
i've got maybe that much in coins from my locker, i don't know man, this ship's weird with stuff.

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ew isaac did you rub all over the bag? [ too soon for animal jokes? never mind it's the wrong animal shhh. ]

tell me about it. i kind of wish i got something useful.

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[abrahamic]

i think you just sniffed your armpit too many times it's screwed up your nose. [ WOW THAT WAS GROSS ISAAC only no regrets, erica. you started it. ]
maybe you'll get things next jump? could always hope, man.

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if i did it'd smell like winning. maybe you just need to shower more. [ they've made it to the true sibling tier. THERE'S NO GOING BACK FROM THIS GROSSNESS ]

i should make a wish-list.

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[abrahamic]

[ nothing says packtwins like sassing about body odor, right? look derek we're making you proud! ]

you should too, if you can reach the shower handles--oh wait, nah
who'd you even send that list to, santa doesn't know how to spacesurf iirc.

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haven't they put out a warning for big foot yet? you better be careful in case someone mistakes you for it. [ halepack and maturity pretty much goes hand in hand ]

yeah but maybe alien santa does? or whoever puts things in the lockers must right?

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[abrahamic]

[ we're the bastion of maturity in the face of pimples. ]

i'm p sure your hobbit friends are looking for you too, keep an eye out.
...alien santa is not a good idea. in fact, alien santa's probably smiley.
DAMMIT ERICA, THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WANTED.

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let me know when you see them with your other imaginary friends k?

hey, hey, all i was talking about was what i wanted to get here. you're the one who brought in that creepy smiley thing. if we all die, i'm totally blaming you!!

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[abrahamic]

excuse you, we actually have frodo on board :(!
you're the one talking about alien santa, who else in space is creepy, watching everyone and has a red motif???

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are you sure he's not just a really enthusiastic fan?

santa doesn't have to be creepy but oh my god i'm not getting any sleep tonight thanks.

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[abrahamic]

no one sleeps tonight
NO ONE AND YOU ARE GUILTY OF THIS TOO.
also he's like four feet tall, either he's a midget with large feet or an actual hobbit, idk.

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NO I'M NOT JESUS ISAAC THANKS FOR THE NIGHTMARES

.....ok if that's legit forget everything else i have to meet this guy.

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[abrahamic]

find him yourself, don't forget to ask for flowers when you get married
also
:(!

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eww i am not marrying a lord of the rings ok. maybe you should do it

omg stop that

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[abrahamic]

you're not marrying sauron, just frodo, you'll make tiny wolfkids. you can do it erica!
wait what the fuck change my font back !!

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oh my god stop you're grossing me out

HAH serves you right :)