multifarious ⟷ in character

So...sort of got married to Liv, which is fucking like the best thing ever...but it all happened so fast and shit that we didn't have time and stuff to let you all know. Figure if ya got to be mad then you should take it out on me and not her.

If ya aren't mad then you should swing by for a party or something. Got no clue what I should do but she deserves at least a nice party with her friends and stuff so...uh, yep. Going to give her that.

Ha! Considered making it BYOB(bring your own beer/bud) but think I can talk big Mike into letting us use the bar for a night or something. So if your game just let me know.

O'Keever Winery is closed for the foreseeable future. And the charity benefit there or whatever is indefinitely postponed.

I can't do it alone. I can't run the winery. I can't make it work without him, or without the others. I'm the youngest. I can't. And Lily just lost her dad. God, I can't do this right now. Why'd you have to take Derek and now Aaron?

Shitty timing whoever's in charge. Fuck you.

ISAAC.
Sorry.

LILY.
They're gone. So, you won't need to babysit anymore or anything.

...okay, wait. No, this does not work for me. Hello?

You guys are all awesome and I missed you all so bad today sitting through my classes, instead. Thank you for such an amazing send off and for being there for me when I got here what feels like forever ago, all by myself. ♥ I'll see you on the network, huh?

DAVE.

I never thought I'd miss a summer job so goddamned much. Thanks for making it so much fun. I still promise I'll be back on breaks.

Hey Night Peach!
Soo, Cisco and I have been working on an Image Inducer and we got something [She lifts up the contraption that looks kind of like an old-timey flip phone]. Want to give it a try?

( hey there, beautiful )

#NeedABetterCamera2k15

You know you order way too often from a restaurant when the staff start sneaking you extra dim sum. Monday has vastly improved.

[Trying to figure out the device in his hands, Joshua squints at the tablet and finally looks up, before it shifts down to the pavement. There's no doubt that he's wearing a dress shirt and vest, although his tie's undone, his shirt slightly unbuttoned and shoes are undoubtedly old fashioned loafers. There's a pause before he brings it up to his face again, and starts to speak in a southern, Mississippi accent.]

Okay. [He doesn't sound convinced.]

Working at Stark Industries? Amazing idea. Going to school while working at Stark Industries? Not so much.

ALPHA STILES.
My head hurts and I need you to bring me something to make it better. Preferably something that contains a lot of chocolate. Or only chocolate.

Just bring me chocolate.

*FRIENDS.
Can we get together and do something? Anything? So I can remind myself that I'm still capable of having a barely functioning social life?


((*OOC: If you think you might be, you are, just go for it.))