Voicemail

[notmyownage]

"Right, so, you've reached Claudia. I'm totally not around right now. Sucks to be you. If you don't know what to do with this beeping noise, then you probably have more problems than just not being able to reach me."

*beeeeeeeep*

Comments

[weetuskenraider]

[[From here!]]

"No, I haven't been drinking, at least not since Tuesday anyway, and I didn't see anyone at all on Wednesday, and have you been sucking exhaust fumes? I don't like you, even if my boyfriend thinks you're astral. But if that's what it takes to flatter your rancor-sized ego, don't let me stop you."

[notmyownage]

[reply goes here]

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

From here (http://ihavenocodename.livejournal.com/539.html?thread=52251#t52251)

WHAT?! You're not funny, okay? If you told Sco--anyone that we made out, I am going to dump you in the ocean, got it?

[notmyownage]

[to here]

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I don't really know who this is, but I'm sorry you thought I was coming on too strong? You don't have to sleep with me if you don't want to, and there's no need to drag love into it, either. A simple 'no' would suffice."

(From here (http://findingelena.livejournal.com/979.html?thread=282579#t282579)!)

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://willbethenight.livejournal.com/345.html?thread=857#t857).]

"You could do worse than to ask me. After all, I'm not a lunatic dressed in red tights. That gives me an edge by default."

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com/788.html?thread=38164#t38164)]

"Well, I wouldn't say only women. But pretty people of all kinds have stuff to offer, you know? But if you're tellin' me to sleep, well... you offerin' a sleepover, your highness?"

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"I do hope the sound of your voice on that recording means I've reached the right number. This whole business of not needing an operator is rather odd. Miss Donovan, I wonder if you could meet me in the, ah, 'computer lab'. I require some help in matters of a technical nature, and since you've assisted in that capacity before, I was hoping I could call upon you again."

A pause that's slightly too long to not be awkward...

"...Goodbye."

Crazy Phone Day!

[stars_and_money]

[From here!]

"Woah, dude, I haven't been talking to you about sex shops, I don't even know who you are!

...

Not that I would mind either. Y'know, getting to know you, or the sex shops."

Re: Crazy Phone Day!

[notmyownage]

[and that one went here, here, and here.]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://faithandscience.livejournal.com/1815.html?thread=30231#t30231)]

"I'm sorry, but what is 'laser tag'? And how would you go about modifying a firearm, anyway?"

[notmyownage]

[to here!]

Crazy Phones!

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://willbethenight.livejournal.com/345.html?thread=115033#t115033).]

"Let's take it a little slow with the cookies, but I think I'd enjoy spending an afternoon with you."

Crazy Phones

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://chief-cheerio.livejournal.com/678.html?thread=33702#t33702)]

"Beer? Is this some strange way of asking me to go out for a drink? 'Cause I'd do that. But I don't want to see you in my sweaters. We're even on that one."

Phone Insaaaaaaaaaanity

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://batwaffles.livejournal.com/1391.html?thread=9071#t9071)!]

"Ohmygodwhat? What kind of sick person uses Post-Its to do that? Especially around the holidays? Step away from the trashy daytime talk shows, quick!"

Crazy Phone Day

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

(From here (http://i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com/1622.html?thread=1622#t1622))

"I am TOTALLY up for tag, laser or otherwise!!! I gotta warn you, though, I'm probably, like, pretty good at it. I was trained by the best, you know. OOOH! You know what would rule? FREEZE tag!!!"

LEFT ON CLAUDIA'S DESK

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

One boxed cupcake (http://pics.livejournal.com/chief_cheerio/pic/0000szd9) and a campaign flier (http://pics.livejournal.com/chief_cheerio/pic/0000rgcq).

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Hey. I don't know what's happening, but I just needed to call someone. If I don't contact you again, it means it got me, too. Just... tell Scully she was always a great friend. And you were too. And buy Effy that drink I owe her, and... no, don't ask Emma to forgive me, that'd be tacky. I--oh god. Walter, he's--Oh Dad, why can't I..."

And there the call ended.

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

"Claudia? It's Jack Carter. When you get a minute can you drop by (http://exactlyaverage.livejournal.com/8387.html) and take a look at my phone? Something... something isn't right with it."

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

The Matrix was falling.

Outside the world of ones and zeros, the great fields of biological batteries were vanishing one by one.

But to one particular being, one of ones and zeroes himself, he could see the oncoming Nothing. And it filled him with disgust.

Zion had vanished. There were no spoons, no Neo, and no Morpheus. Programs weren't being deleted, but unwritten. Gone with no bits of code left behind.

This particular program took off his sunglasses, tucked them in the front pocket of his suit, and cracked his neck. He went to a 'phone' to dial one last phone call. A phone call that would go to entirely the wrong person.

"Santos," Smith said, his voice just dripping with unrestrained disdain. "I trust you and the biological waste dumps you call your classmates are getting up to all those oh so precious hijinks you think are clever. I want you, and all your fellow emotional teenage flesh lumps to know that I hate you. All of you. I loathe your dirty fleshy bodies and all their excretions and fluids and hormones. I want you to know that this emptiness that comes to claim me, I hope that it comes for all of you, too. My only true regret is that I won't be able to see it happen."

He hung up the phone, pulled his sunglasses back out of his pocket, and put them on.

And then, he was gone.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Claudia got a text, bright and sharp at 8 AM.

Still working on it. Trying biking, driving, swimming (brrr). No success, me or Mulder. Not yet.

[notmyownage]

Claudia texted back.

Going to the Reserves meeting. Any information you want me to share?

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Was researching in non-restricted parts of the Library, last three days. Some since Peter left. Didn't find anything that connected *all* universes in physics section. FWIW.

You okay?

[notmyownage]

I'm fine. Anything you've noticed particular to your universe? They're taking stock.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Co-workers gone. Mulder doesn't remember them. No places, or institutions yet, that we've noticed on comparison.

Anything clear yet?

[notmyownage]

Just that this whole thing massively sucks for pretty much everyone. I'll keep you updated.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

I'll text back around noon. So Claudia wouldn't have to worry she'd disappeared with no warning. Thanks, Claudia.

Crazy Phone Day

[dollpocalypse]

"Hey, so, um. I think I found this restaurant we could go to? It's, all. Um. Expensive, and stuff. And it says on a website that it's good for, like, these kinds of dates, I guess. So I'm gonna send you the link in a second. And, like. Tell me if it's okay. Okay?"