text // anonymous location

[bonvivant]

[While he was only here for the tail end of Malicant's previous visit, he had heard enough from Javert in therapy that he knew who the mysterious message was from and felt some sense of joy (giddiness, perhaps, if Hannibal were ever willing to describe his own feelings with that word) that he may not be quite gone.]

Dearest Malicant -

Such a lovely voice you have; it was good to be able to hear it after all. I figured I had missed my chance. But, it was rather rude to grace us with your message and not give us a chance to reply. I of all people understand the need to remain elusive and there is certainly something to be said about fear of the unknown. And yet, if you are not careful it may start to look more like desperate avoidance.

I am aware that this message might never reach you, but if you should see it: consider this my personal invitation to come out and play, so that we might appreciate your art.

Sincerely,
A Fellow Enthusiast

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text; super anon everything and unhackable; i'm sorry forever

[stagethreeclinger]

[ there's really only one way he knows how to talk to crazies and evil people. ]

Dearest Secret Admirer,

Why thank you! You should hear me sing - I do a marvelous aria, I'm told. Please forgive my shortness on my previous little hello, my schedule has been tight. So many universes to destroy, badass turtles to poison, so little time, you know how it goes, don't you? Of course you do. So tell me! How many planets have you reduced to plasma dust? Want to compare souvenirs?

That invitation is so thoughtful of you. You have no idea how long it's been since I've been able to really show my art! You know, take it off the fridge and display it, though I'm afraid I'll need to pick up some more glitter glue before it's really up to snuff - some of the macaroni pieces have fallen off. That happens, after a few eons upon eons. They just don't make glitter glue like they used to.

Hugs & Kisses,
Mallipoo

text; fuck you very much for your patient-doctor confidentiality

[inseine]

[Clearly Javert does not care about the intricacies of this (English) text message's contents. Though his English is tenuous, he can guess at what this mystery man is doing: goading the Devil with some choice words, of course. Typical of self-aggrandizing men and puffy-chested teenagers. The anonymous cry for Malicant is enough to incite Javert into forwarding a written (somewhat stilted and awkward, like any ESL individual) English response.]

To You, Who Is the Clever Idiot With the Big Ego,

What a mean fellow you are! Though I am sure calling His name will not bring Him any closer to your person. Not in the method that you are expecting from Him.

This might excite you. It will not excite you for long.

I warned you.

-J.

text;

[everylittlegirl]

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xo Hayley