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[hoodalumnus]

[The camera of the communicator is positioned precisely, far away enough to grab three quarters of a figure yet close enough so sound isn't obstructed. Here is Parker Robbins. He holds up a personal mobile, his mouth a complete line.

He replays his voicemail.]

You have TWENTY-SEVEN SAVED MESSAGES. To play these messages, press--

"Parker, where are you? Uh. It's Electro. You've been out all night. Call me."

[Beep.]

"Hey. If this is a business thing why wasn't I invited? Is it a business thing?"

"Why the fuck aren't you answering your phone?

[Beep.]

"Parker, what the hell is going on? I know you didn't get shot or something, I've have heard about it. I've been checking the papers! Call me, you asshole."

"Are you ignoring me? Is that what this is about? Fuck you, pal, we already went over this. I haven't even set foot in your room again, so you had better have goddamn gotten over it!"

[Beep.]

"I'm throwing away all your shit, man."

"Seriously, what's up? Are you even still here? Did you get ported out too? You can't do this to me. Just call me, okay?"

"What am I supposed to do now?! Get the fuck back here right now."

"I only threw away some of your stuff. So don't go being pissed."

[Beep.]

"Parker. Where are you?"

[He turns off his voicemail.]

Electro. Don't ever do that again.

Comments

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[currentcy]

You sent me a letter? [ He holds it up, looking angrily. ] I just got it today! This would have been real useful about a week ago!

[hoodalumnus]

How is it my fault that letter mail is so fuckin' slow! And -- hey! You threw out my stuff! You did that!

[currentcy]

You could've emailed or something. Seriously, you robbed the Eiffel tower and didn't invite me? What kind of friend are you?

[ This is how he hides his affection. ]

Most of your stuff.

[hoodalumnus]

The crown jewels of the Eiffel tower. [Yeah he has no idea what he's talking about. Fishing tales told to Electro in hopes of covering a really embarrassing entrapment in Paris.]

Important distinction.

[entertaining]

Oh.

You're still here.

[hoodalumnus]

Oh. Oh oh oh oh, yeah I am.

[entertaining]

How unfortunate.

[hoodalumnus]

Didn't mean to interrupt your incredibly gay orgy you're probably havin' right now.

[permavoice]

[sorcerersupreme]

You seem regretfully unaccustomed to having friends, Mr. Robbins.

[hoodalumnus]

Aw, are you hear to help me remedy that?

[sorcerersupreme]

I'm afraid you're not my type.

You do, however, appear to have someone who cares for you a fair amount. And I'm sure Zoidberg is relieved to hear that you're safe.

[hoodalumnus]

You don't need to fear that, really, it's mutual.

I'm just lookin' forward to an easier couple of weeks.

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[onblackwings]

That's a rather devoted friend you have.

[hoodalumnus]

Yeah, he's a real riot, that one.

[onblackwings]

Well, I hope it doesn't take you long to return to his undoubtedly loving embrace. [ oh look she sobered up and can do gay jokes again ] He obviously missed you quite a lot.

[hoodalumnus]

This better be some cooing of jealousy I'm hearing and not enabling Electro to be real gay at me.

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[invoking]

[ Oh my god, this sounds like the guy who called him Baggins once. He still never understood the reference. ]

Still here...?

[hoodalumnus]

Bilbo! Shit, man, good to see you.

[invoking]

Again with that name?!

permavoice;

[mocks]

He really missed you.

[hoodalumnus]

He gets real clingy. Like lint and static electricity.

[mocks]

Nice analogy. He'd like it, I bet.

[conflagrations]

your boyfriend sure calls a lot.

[hoodalumnus]

He's not my boyfriend, you twerp!!

[conflagrations]

Sounds like a boyfriend.