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[gorobo]

Hello there! It looks like I'm currently unavailable, so please call back later, or leave a voicemail after the tone. If it is truly urgent, please message me at (XXX) - XXX - XXXX.
Thank you, and have a nice day!

You have this number, so feel free to leave a message. 

(OOC: Inbox is open for messages, calls, and general interactions. Just specify which one it is!)

Comments

[gorobo]

Oh, very good thinking. I knew I could count on you.

[He, of course, does not know about the takoyaki incident.]

Salt in his coffee, and some hot pepper pies to throw in his face. We both are rather accurate, after all.

[Understatement of the century, of course; Falcon is a robot, and Magpie is as accurate as a human could possibly get.]

[pancakeboy]

[Oh, that's nice. Praise from someone who matters to him. He's still weak for it.]

I have it. We get some paintballs and fill them with hot sauce. Then we can snipe at him at our leisure, from any location.

[gorobo]

Perfect. I could probably even fill my ammunition slot with hot sauce for some extra zing behind it. We could pincher manoeuver him, if he tries to run.

Or we could simply hit him here and there. Follow him around. Leave him wondering where it's coming from.

Douse him with honey and feathers once we're done with him. A little sweet treat before the beehives from earlier get dropped on him. Maybe we could even make it spicy honey...

[He's not sure that's a thing, but there's probably someone out there who had an idea like that, yes?]

[pancakeboy]

[Really, he's enjoying this. He's had nights lying in bed thinking along these lines.]

If we're going in that direction, ants are far superior. Many species are carnivorous. Bees will just take the honey. Ants will strip him to the bone.

[Sigh. It's such a beautiful image.]

Realistically, we should find out who else got this message. Have you seen the network? Dove seems more confused than usual.

[gorobo]

Oh, delightful! And it'd be nice and slow too. We'd get to watch every minute second of it. The ants would be fed well, too, so it's a win-win.

[Maybe he's getting a little too into this, but how could he not, when it's so much fun?]

Ah, you're probably right. I saw, yes, so it's safe to assume even more of us got the image. I suppose we should at least find out if anyone else got any extra messages alongside it.

[That might clarify some things, too.]

[pancakeboy]

[Crow would be ashamed of him, he knows. Raven would be shocked—but he thinks Raven would get it, too. Rose would get it.

Ren would get it.]

A response to Dove's message seems like a good option at this point. Certainly we should monitor the replies.

It will feed whoever's responsible, but it may also draw them from hiding. And certainly it should get the attention of anyone else who was attacked.

[gorobo]

[Frankly, he doesn't even care to think who would be ashamed of him. His mother, doubtlessly, but-

She's dead. She's fucking dead. Killed. There's nobody left who he cares about disappointing.]

I hate the idea of feeding him, but you're right. It's the most logical course of action, if we want to learn more.

Even if they don't outright admit to it, if their number pops up on the network... well, I have them blocked. It should become obvious extremely quickly, in that case.

[He can't say he's very excited to engage with it more publicly, though.]

[pancakeboy]

I'll reply. No reason you should get publicly involved, if he's already offended you.

Besides, it's been a while since I've had a mystery to look into.

[Shutup, he is not protecting anybody.]

[gorobo]

Hm. I can handle myself against some nobody troll, but if you're certain, by all means. If he's got it out for me, I may be the better candidate... on the other hand, if he thinks I'm not engaging any longer, he may attempt something else. He's clearly childish; if he doesn't get what he wants, he may double down.

Regardless, I'll keep an eye on things. Even if I have my suspicions, there could be other culprits, certainly. This should hopefully clear some things up.

[pancakeboy]

[Fair enough.]

Well, keep an eye out. Let's see what fish we can flatten.

[gorobo]

I'm counting on you. Let's fillet them.