IC Inbox - Duplicity

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[caycay]

Pfft! [He lets out another wheeze of laughter.] So true, bestie. Hey, we'll call it a crash course in Internet culture.

[He's surprised, too. Chain messages like these are timeless. From letters to email to text...

Cater glances up at Idia from his screen.]

Actually, what really surprises me is that this isn't turning us into ravenous sex monsters, or something. It must not be government issued--one of us LIERs must have started it.

[flameinthedarkness]

Hmmm, I did consider that. Like, before sending you one. Even if I had to share as too funny not to. [And Cater gets it. Most others Idia could send to wouldn't. In fact would anyone else find it as funny as he did for the reasons he did?

Still, there's a real chance it is real.] It's so hard to guess what is real or not here. Like, if we stress over everything we wouldn't eat or drink anything or even go outside. So... I donno. [Idia resting his chin in his palm, eyes peering down at Cater.]

If is the city then... I donno, guess I'm fucked. [A 'heh' of a laugh.] I end up with a 'super unsexy head injury' or whatever it is.

[caycay]

What, don't know eight people? Somehow, I doubt even the great Idia Shroud has been able to isolate himself that much.

[With way more core strength than he should be allowed, Cater hoists himself upward into a proper sitting position without using his hands, swinging his legs back down in a casual spread.]

I wouldn't be too worried. We're all fucked. Like, all the time. Chainmail curse or not.

[flameinthedarkness]

No. [All the attitude behind that one word.] I just don't wanna be an asshole to spread this thing, unlike you. There's no point to spreading chain letters, enough people are gonna do that without me adding to it.

Other than to you. You get this shit. [A smirk added to the end of that. Also wtf is this core strength, Cater? Show off.] Yeah, you right, I got enough shit to focus on without worrying over the next 'omg what next?!' thing to happen. [A pause and a sigh.] Including working out that whole collar situation for you two... it's such bs.

[caycay]

[Cater barks a laugh, grinning back at Idia with the very same shit-eating energy.]

Just admit you needed to admit you find me oh so sexy!

[And then that downer of a news bulletin and Cater's sighing along with Idia, as well.]

IKR? I'm not looking forward to an even bigger fuck-you attitude from society at large. Silver lining tho: collars are sexy. Could be something much less sexy.

[flameinthedarkness]

Yeah, I guess. [But sexier if a choice. But, hey, that's not the method of Duplicity.] I already got designs in mind, for all of us. Something that is, like, simple and classy, but able to customize to to fit us all. Thinking something with holograms, so you both can pick what you want displayed. [A smirk to follow that up.] Will set up a 'baby girl' mode for yours.

[caycay]

Pfft! You better!

[His smile stretches from ear-to-ear at that teasing remark.]

Maybe you can put a turn-around advertisement for Catsanova. This Pussy Could Be Yours Today!

[flameinthedarkness]

I am not pimping you out. [It's delivered it in a joking tone, keeping it light, but Idia also means it. Ok, sure, Cater is a Cat at the cafe due to Jade tricking him into it, and that is... pretty much the same thing. Idia does have the power to dissolve the contract so Cater didn't have to work there, and would if Cater wanted to leave.

But treating Cater, or anyone, as walking advertisement seems... wrong.]

I'll just put my fav anime on the back of your collar for myself later.

[caycay]

Ahhh, oh no! It's the worst fate of all!

[Even as he laughs, though, his expression softens. He reaches over to nudge Idia gently.]

For real, though...I appreciate it.

[flameinthedarkness]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. [Idia waving that thanks off. It just... struck a little too close to being something... more? He doesn't know, doesn't want to think about it. Now if Cater was complimenting him, praising him for how wonderful his idea was? That would be something different. Idia adores said praise. Even if he's a poor winner when he gets it, basks in it a bit too much.

But this? Yeah, lets move on.] Anyways, you have fun with that. I have no intent on giving it any more attention. But, [A giggle.] Gonna be funny to see how far it spreads.