TLV IC Inbox!

[charlastan]

"Hi! You've reached Stan Pines' computer phone box thing or whatever. Leave me a message and maybe if I care enough about what you've got to say I'll actually get back to you. I probably don't, but hey! Test your luck! (Followed by obnoxious laughter until the BEEP)"

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[charlastan]

You MOTHERFUCKING--

[Stan's seeing red. If anybody tried to kill his family, he would absolutely be capable of murder. His fists are balled up and he's really pissed off, but...something isn't right.

Bill told him all of this willingly. There has to be something else here, something he can't see because he doesn't remember - because he literally can't know Bill well enough to know what he's up to.]

Y'know what? No. I'm done talking to you about this. I dunno what your game is here, but I know a con artist when I see one and you're not gonna play me like a fiddle. I'm going over your head, Pointy!

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[tetractys]

I TOLD YOU WHAT THE GAME IS!

YOU GUYS GOT LUCKY ONCE. ONCE! YOU THINK JUST BY PUTTING YOUR HEADS TOGETHER YOU'RE GOING TO UNCOVER SOME ULTERIOR MOTIVE HERE? IF I HAD ONE YOU'D NEVER BE ABLE TO FIND IT!

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[charlastan]

Wow, that's definitely something a guy who doesn't have an ulterior motive would say!