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synopsychic2016-04-27 09:30 am
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Cosa Nope-stra, as soon as they hit liminal space
[PUBLIC save for Feliciano, comment for him below]
I wish to date for the record that the events that took place in New York regarding the various underground organizations are not to be discussed with Feliciano Vargas. I repeat, do not discuss the Mafia with Feliciano Vargas. Reddish hair, gold eyes, stray curl and sunny disposition.
His people, his land, and his government suffer due to their involvement and it will not result in a fun time for anyone involved if he hears of it. No "haha, look at his face." His anger and sadness and trauma regarding these people is nothing to laugh at.
If you wish to laugh at his less panicked fury, I suggest that you mention overcooked or microwavable pasta, canned or jarred mass produced sauces, or Azerbaijan in Eurovision lately.
One last time, do not mention the Mafia to Italy as a joke. Don't mention it at all. Simply say what else happened. Cheap gin, gambling, a wake, early cars, jazz. Keep psychic chat regarding it private, and speak of it face to face far from him.
If you need isolation to discuss this matter aloud, I can soundproof your conversations to the outside world and project a decoy conversation instead.
Please be respectful with this knowledge.
Thank you.
I wish to date for the record that the events that took place in New York regarding the various underground organizations are not to be discussed with Feliciano Vargas. I repeat, do not discuss the Mafia with Feliciano Vargas. Reddish hair, gold eyes, stray curl and sunny disposition.
His people, his land, and his government suffer due to their involvement and it will not result in a fun time for anyone involved if he hears of it. No "haha, look at his face." His anger and sadness and trauma regarding these people is nothing to laugh at.
If you wish to laugh at his less panicked fury, I suggest that you mention overcooked or microwavable pasta, canned or jarred mass produced sauces, or Azerbaijan in Eurovision lately.
One last time, do not mention the Mafia to Italy as a joke. Don't mention it at all. Simply say what else happened. Cheap gin, gambling, a wake, early cars, jazz. Keep psychic chat regarding it private, and speak of it face to face far from him.
If you need isolation to discuss this matter aloud, I can soundproof your conversations to the outside world and project a decoy conversation instead.
Please be respectful with this knowledge.
Thank you.
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-=literally. oh so very literally-
-and I can't even brag about it? That's a metric asston of dicks right there.
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At least the ton is metric.
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-=she cant see it but he's turning a bright shade of gold right now. because he's imagining her in that position and he can't help it=-
So, uh... shit like that normally happen?
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It depends. Sometimes yes, sometimes no. We can't really control it, so just hold on tight and brace yourself for the ride, I suppose!
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-=there's something of an awkward pause here=-
Shit. Okay, so how do I make this private I gotta ask you somethin.
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Talk to me face-to-acd, perhaps, if simply willing it to be private doesn't work?
[Private???}
-=face to face is not a thing he's comfortable with right now, so lets hope this works.=-
This is stupid.
[Private possibly????????]
What's stupid in this situation? There's a veritable buffet of ridiculousness ready for us to dig in.
[He sure hopes so?????]
And uh... Okay so like our overlays made out and you seem pretty chill about it cuz your damn cool so that makes things somewhat less assblastingly awkward but holy shit Gavin was a playa and banged out a whole army of people while I was stuck in his head. One of which I actually knew before hand so what the fuck how do you handle this shit? Walk up to em all so how about all that mindblowing sex our overlays had? Like we're talking about last nights sports ball game over the liminal watercooler or some shit.
-=does he need to breath? it's a mystery because he pretty much babbled most of that on one mental breath=-
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You really think I'm cool? That makes me feel a bit less like someone's awkward great-uncle, thank you!
Oh. Well. Congratulations to Gavin, and... I would say any conversation about it should kick off with a confirmation that your overlays aren't you and perhaps an offer to either a) discuss it, or b) never speak of it, ever. My overlays have never really had the chance to do much of anything of that nature! [and she hasn't since the seventies but she'll keep that silent]
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[Hopefully the wink is coming through mentally because she's not actually accusing him of anything.]
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He was a little less crude at the talking part, though.
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He had this motherfuckin, dashing southern gentleman thing goin on. Whoda thought that would be such a panty dropper.
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And it probably worked better than how you're talking now. I'm hearing you in Japanese and you sound like you'd be about to mug me if we were talking in person.
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