o9 ❂ voice + text

[ironmanic]

If you close your eyes, you don't notice the screams of a thousand delicate secrets shattering over the flavorless chalk the gods decided to feed us today.

I feel like I'm in Wal-Mart. Or Target. Or anywhere else that capitalizes on every single holiday created by the western world. Can we expect leprechauns next month? Miserable employees in red shirts and khakis forced to wish us a happy Mother's Day?

But I digress.

[The sound of munching]

These things and candy corn are addictive as hell.

[munch munch munch]

If magical lightning boy would please step forward. I need to talk to you about your grades young man.

[ooc | Got Billy Kaplan's UNREGISTERED candy. Hello Civil War aka The Divorce!]

Comments

[team_sociopath]

Candy corn's way better.

[Ok, maybe only creeping on you because Magical Lightning Boy sounds relevant to his interests.]

[ironmanic]

Completely agreed - the lack of chalkiness helps, I would imagine.

[team_sociopath]

Also less hallucinations.

[ironmanic]

I've been fortunate to have all the candy and none of the crazy.

[team_sociopath]

Yeah?

Then what do you need magical lightning boy for?

[inmyothertights]

Could you not call me that.

[ironmanic]

I think I should get to call you what I want after you electrocuted me-- but that's not what I'm summoning you for.

[inmyothertights]

I don't even let my twin call me stuff like that.

[Oh jeez.]

Oh, jeez. Does this mean you want me to come see you?

[ironmanic]

Didn't anyone ever tell you to respect your elders?

And not to talk back. Question back.

[captainfuckingmagic]

[That... doesn't sound right. Not based on the conversations they've had, and while Harry knows that's not a lot, he likes to at least think they're sort of friends.]

Keep eaten 'em like that you're gonna feel more poetic about different things I think.

[ironmanic]

Not unless the gods spiked the hearts with their strongest.

[captainfuckingmagic]

No, I think that was actually what I meant. It's hard to tell with all the prose though. You got some of that weird shit going around today?

[ironmanic]

I only caught a few - most of 'em were duds. A good thing because I've been eating these by the handful.

Voice

[threeolives]

Tony... [ Her voice sounds choked, like she's been crying. ]

Voice

[ironmanic]

...Pepper?

[He cannot. Handle. Crying.]

Voice

[threeolives]

[ And she's trying to hold it together, but her speech is strained. ]

There was... candy, on the counter. I ate... I saw the, cave, and...

Oh Tony, you never said.

Voice

[ironmanic]

[He's silent. For once.]

It's passed. And thinking about it is, quite admittedly, depressing.

[warmachine]

I'm coming by to take all the candy away from you. You're bad enough without a sugar high.

[ironmanic]

I'm not sugar high.

Yet.

[warmachine]

Yeah, exactly.

[ironmanic]

You get anything interesting?

(voice.)

[godofabs]

What do you need with Billy Kaplan?

(voice.)

[ironmanic]

None of your business, if we're going to be honest here.

But I'm concerned about him. And his. Grades.

(voice.)

[godofabs]

He and I share a roof, his concerns are my own Tony Stark.

Schooling is what this is about?

(voice.)

[ironmanic]

To tell you the truth, no. It has to do with a memory - sort of a memory.