Mabel "Hog Whisperer" Pines (
ackingcraycray) wrote2016-02-09 12:38 am
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My name's Mabel, but you can call me the girl of your dreams!
boop
doop a doop doop
beep-boop, loop-a-loop, doop-a-doop-doop!
boop
doop a doop doop
beep-boop, loop-a-loop, doop-a-doop-doop!
that image is terrifying ; un:lancer, backdated
and who better than this— ]
hey, see anything good on the devices lately?
you come into my inbox...insult my header...on the day of my daughter's wedding...
Well this message for one! <3 <3 <3 Are you looking for good gossip? I haven't found any yet.
i was trying to distract you from how incredibly lame he is
there's no hiding that
shut up i don't need your topic sass
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[ ———ahhhh, okay. ]
hi mabel ♡ ★ ♡ ★?
you've only been here a few weeks and you're trying to dig up dirt? someone's a busybody.
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BUT MABEL'S DELIGHTED!! emojis!!]
Duh! How else am I supposed to figure out who's single?
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...you really are a teenage girl. [ if only by a few weeks, but geez. that sounds more like one of his lines....... ] planning on playing matchmaker or something?
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text; noncons you into a thread with me
You only get one guess.]
Happy belated birthday, Mabel. I'm sorry I missed it. Did you and Dipper have a good day?
but i'm very con for you.....so very con....
RIZA! Hi! Yes we did, we got free cake from the magic oven in the kitchen! And don't worry about it, it wasn't a real party or anything. Super last minute, you know how it goes.
Whatcha up to now?
what does that even mean kabby.....
[Lowkey tell her what you like, Mabel.....]
I just finished helping a few of the locals decorate their new home. They were having some trouble deciding on a color scheme.
it means please thread with me always
Oooooooh, what did you go with? Can I see? Take a picture for me!
ok i can do this thing
['Many', because there are still plenty among the recruit pool she doesn't fully trust. But no point in bothering Mabel with that information.]
We only planned out how to decorate, we haven't actually started. [She smiles, uncaught by the simplistic text function.] I haven't even unpacked or set up my apartment back home yet and here I am helping someone else decorate.
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screw you val i want my goddamn nirvana
spite tags you despite the 30 other tags in my inbox
spitefully neglects to tag you for days after
spitefully handwaves this thread to spite your tag neglect
un:aqua
I might need your help...
[ by 'might' she means 'definitely'... also she's switching to voice as soon as a reply comes back because i don't wanna html ]
omg you're comment 44, that's my favourite number?????????
What do you need?
you're my favorite number!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm having a bit of trouble with my inventory... I brought in food items from my world that are starting to go bad.
[ the point being, ] Would you like some ice cream? ...And do you know anyone else who might?
[ by 'some' she means 'a LOT'... ]
what number is that
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!
[Oh gosh, why is this place so full of beautiful and good things]
Are you kidding? I'm THERE. I am ON IT. And maybe you should invite everyone, because who doesn't love ice cream. Get Dipper in on it too! And Grunkle Ford!
the number of love... Which can't be quantified... u_u
you cheeky thing you, B]
uwu!!!
anais never answered, makes shit up
good enuff...!!
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delivery; shortly after the boom boom
NO NOTE ... but she can probably guess. ]
the bad news boom boom, i remember it well
Mabel stirs, smacking her lips and digging out the offender. What is...
She's silent. Drawing up to her knees and taking the carving with her, turning it over in her hands. It's beautiful. Perhaps one of the most beautiful things she's ever touched with her bare hands. The twisty patterns are so intricate and ancient looking, yet it's all done up fresh. The wood's still young, not dusty or rock-hard.]
...Koltira.
[In a flash she is on her feet, racing through the camp. Her little feet fly and she won't stop until she finds him.]
Koltira! Koltira! Hey, have you seen an elf guy — yes that one! Thank you!
[And she dashes off in the direction given. The carving is held deathly tight in her left hand.]
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When he hears Mabel approach, he frowns warily. ]
I did not expect to see you so soon.
[ Or ... at all. ]
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She slows as she catches sight of him, and he of her. For a moment she stands impotent, patting the carving in her hands with a feathery tap of her fingers. One foot twists in the dirt.
He's clearly better now. Yet...
Her lips purse. She takes a ginger step closer. Banishing the memory of his hateful eyes might take some time. Of his snarl and his sword, too, and the wicked bruise left on her elbow won't be fading for a while.]
Well...You didn't want to do it. Right?
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vidya. the spammening begins.
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C'mon, answer me! Check your bracelet already!
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This isn't funny, Mabel, please—!
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... Just get back to me when you can, alright? I— I'm gonna go find out what's going on, and I'll find you soon. [ A beat, then: ] If you see Great Uncle Ford before I do, let him know I'm okay.