[ TEXTING MINGLE ]

[danseur]

[ Let's break the ice with some TEXTING! A lot of weird shit goes on in Lost Kenyon, since it is apparently a bastion for the supernatural. It seems like this afternoon a clumsy technopagan got in a little over her head and scrambled the cellular networks.

What that means is for this post, phone calls and texts are going everywhere except where they're meant to! That text meant for your mom might be end up going to the entire university English department; that shopping list you're sending to your wife might pop up instead on your hairdresser's smartwatch.

The messages, too, are getting a little mixed up: sometimes they're coming through as gibberish, or sending messages other folks are writing from your number! Basically- go crazy with it, have fun, and use this as an excuse to strike up a little easy CR with strangers. ]

Comments

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[elevatorhell]

...this isn't Trevor, is it.

[downfalling]

nooooooope.

[elevatorhell]

So either he dropped his phone or you stole it or something freaky is going on.

Since you're not Trevor, got a name?

[downfalling]

knowing my life, probably the last one.

Jin.

[elevatorhell]

Sounds about right for him, too.

Agora. Though now I'm wondering what IS the kind of book you like to read?

[downfalling]

good to know i'm not the only one with shit luck.

to be honest, i don't read all that much. prefer to go out and do things.

[elevatorhell]

Oh there's a lot of people with that kind of luck. You just need to know where to look.

So do my clients. Want to go out and do things, that is. So you have that in common.

[downfalling]

you think it's really a good idea to have all of us start meeting up? i mean it'd make things interesting, ngl

that's a pretty vague thing to have in common though isn't it?