ic contact

[brushoff]

"Hello. This is Dorian Gray's cellphone. I can't talk right now. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

voice, video, text, action
[ certain threads in this post contain nsfw content (sex, blood, violence, etc.) so, you know, don't read them where Gramma can look over your shoulder. just kind of a blanket trigger warning for gore & body horror as well ]

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text

[mmiab]

When I said dodgy

text

[brushoff]

Oh my God.

That's horrific.

audio;

[throneinmyside]

I hope you recall me, we met at swearing in and you offered to teach me how to clean. I had been hoping I could take you up on that this week, if you were available.

audio;

[brushoff]

Of course I remember you, Margaery. And I'm definitely available. Again, just say when and where and I'll be ready to help.

delivery;

[throneinmyside]

[Margaery had personally brought along some comfortable blankets, chocolates, a couple books to keep him occupied.

She had asked for recommendations on what was good to read so they may not be the best books. She's included a note telling him to be strong and contact her should he need anything along with a small pink rose pinned to the paper.]

[Audio]

[hands4healing]

Dorian, if you're out of jail, and you want some cookies, come over on Saturday. I'm baking.

...and if you're still in jail, let me know, and I'll bring some cookies to you.

[And possibly scold you, too.]

[Audio]

[brushoff]

I wish I could be there, you know that much...but I'm still in jail.

video.

[selfequipped]

So, let's say I can hypothetically get you out ASAP.

[She says "A-SAP" like the pronounced acronym.]

How will you repay me immediately?

video.

[brushoff]

[ do you see this kicked puppy look Dorian is giving you, Kate? It's a damn good kicked puppy look. ]

Chocolate, praise, thanks, and the start of a payback installment plan?

text.

[selfequipped]

It's time for pizza and wine.

text.

[brushoff]

Oh my God
I can smell the pizza through the text
Are those jalepenos? You're seriously my new favorite person.

I'm heading over to your place asap

audio;

[diociopath]

Are you busy?

audio;

[brushoff]

Not at all. Why do you ask?

audio; sometime before dorian's "untimely" demise

[somethinghidden]

Uh, hello, Dorian. It's Simon. Looks like I missed you or something. I was just thinking maybe I could use your lessons in charm sometime soon? See, I signed up for a silent auction date for this-coming weekend—you know, that sounds like something you might've been into, but anyway—it looks like they've also requested a, um, little blurb... I guess, a little introduction. About me. Just thought I'd ask for advice and maybe see how to sell myself since I do appreciate your opinion. Yeah. Anyway, if you have time, you can just, you know. Return my call—I hope I'm interesting enough for that. All right, bye.

audio;

[brushoff]

[ THIS IS RIGHT UP HIS ALLEY, RING RING SIMON. ]

text | a few hours after she leaves his residence

[selfequipped]

Hey, Dorian. You won't be getting this right away, and I'm sending this so you know that I know what happened. I don't know how talkative your housemates are.

Let me know when you're [is there a correct word for this? People come back in her world all the time, and it's still hard to find the right word] back. I'd like to see you.

text | like two or so hours after he revives

[brushoff]

I saw the Network. I know what happened.

[ which he supposes is one way of saying 'hey girl, I'm back?' ]

[debauchewy]

dorian, hows rebirth treating u? ♥

[brushoff]

Much better than death, I'll have to say.
Out of jail yet?

01.19.2015

[slightlyoffchilt]

Mr. Gray, this is Doctor Chilton. I've noticed you've recently died. Give me a call back when you can, won't you?

[brushoff]

[ ring ring ring ring ]

Audio | January 27 | Claims your 200th comment

[purgation]

[There's a few back-to-back calls before this one, but Yuri doesn't leave a message until now.

And his voice is quiet. More than a little strained.]

I've been thinking about what you said before, about going on vacation together to Key West.

[Quieter.]

It doesn't look like that will be possible now. I'm sorry, Dorian.

audio!

[brushoff]

What? [ and now Dorian sounds a little bit worried. Because something's up. ] What do you mean by that?

Audio; 1/???

[takethestairs]

[Keeping his tone brisk and professional, but he speaks quickly, with a sense of urgency]

Dorian Gray? This is Miles Edgeworth. Call me back as soon as possible.

2/???

[takethestairs]

[Calls again, and when he speaks, his voice is strained and tense. This is the closest you'll ever get to apologetic from him]

Gray, it's Edgeworth. I- [sighs] Look, I know we didn't end our last conversation on the best note, but this is important. Call me back as soon as you get this.

audio;

[somethinghidden]

[ After hearing this ]

Hello, Dorian? I just thought— [ A pause. ] I just thought I'd check in on you after finding out about that. Because you sound really tired and maybe you were pretty close to Mister Petrov. So I was just wondering if you were all right. Anyway, I don't know if I'll be hearing from you, but take care in the meanwhile, yeah?

audio;

[brushoff]

[ ringy dingy ringy dingy

because holy hell Simon, that's just so nice ]

Simon? I got your message.

text.

[selfequipped]

Are you holding up?

text.

[brushoff]

As well as I can be.

[ so, you know, terribly ]

[conducive]

Please ignore everything I said when I was insane or I will electrocute you.

Alternately, murder me. :)

[brushoff]

jokes on you: immortal. Your threats of electrocution don't scare me, so I'm going to give you shit about that for YEARS.

(AUDIO) 02/03 - the day after Lunatic's arrest

[grimreaping]

Mr Gray?

[ Kid figures that Dorian might not be talkative, but he does want to check that the man's all right. of course he doesn't know Dorian already had his pound of flesh when it came to Yuri so there's that ]

[brushoff]

[ IT IS SO WEIRD TO HAVE THIS MANY PEOPLE CARE ABOUT YOU, WHAT THE HELL. ]

Hello there Kid.

text;

[waiting]

[ It took him a bit to dig up the number to contact, since it's been a while ago at this point, but-- ]

hey. you were on that post to the network about holiday, right?

text;

[brushoff]

"Hans's"? (complete with massive airquotes) I was. Why do you ask?

audio; sometime after being cured of the sting virus

[somethinghidden]

Hello, Dorian. I. Am. So. So so so very sorry. For attacking you, for hurting you. I know it... probably didn't leave any marks, what with your ties to the painting, but it's. It's just the principle, you know? I certainly didn't mean it as anything personal, but all the same, please. Please, if you would just forgive me. I promise I'll somehow make it up to you. Whatever you like, however you like it, I'll do whatever I can to deliver. I'm so sorry. Please.

audio;

[brushoff]

[ a pause before ] Don't worry, Simon. I forgive you. After all, it wasn't your fault—and really, I experienced much worse that week than a kick to the groin.

Though, if you still want to make it up to me, I've got an idea how.

[acrobrat]

[Anita is at home at the moment, and is relaxing after doing her chores by making paper frogs while she lies down on the sofa. Origami was a little painful, since paper reminded her so much of the people she left behind, but it was something that kept her busy when she had nothing else to do.

It's been far too long since she has seen her sisters or anyone from her home world. Far too long.]

[brushoff]

[ Oh! Anita's home! So Dorian, thankfully back to his normal age now, pretty much just quickly scurried towards the fridge and pulled out something that had been wrapped in a paper bag, with "Dorian's: DON'T TOUCH" written on it.

Carefully, he walks towards the sofa, sits the package down on a coffee table and, yelling back to Anita ] Don't open it just yet! [ scurries back to the kitchen where he grabs knives, forks, some candles and a lighter. Walking back to the coffee table, he sets all his kitchen supplies down and then carefully removes the paper bag from around a lovely chocolate cake, with white frosting. It's storebought but it looks damn good. ]

Now we can't eat any of this until you blow out the candles, so give me a moment or two to set this up.

audio ~ however long it's been since the swear-in log

[abduxel]

Dorian. It's been a while. I'm pretty sure you owe me a drink.

I was wondering also if I could show you something.

audio

[brushoff]

That I do.

As for that second question, show away. I doubt it will surprise me to begin with.

text.

[selfequipped]

I'm currently carefully crafting messages to just about anyone, but I can't think of any clever lead in to "tell me what you are up to."

So, how is Dorian's life in a post-Kate-with-a-cast world?

text.

[brushoff]

Actually surprisingly well! People keep vanishing on me but them's the breaks, I suppose.

Actually, I was thinking of asking you a question as well. Know any good moving companies?

text;

[infomodder]

Let me know when you've got a minute to talk, please. I thought you might have some helpful advice on an issue.

[Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa don't manipulate him Dorian he ain't worthy.]

text;

[brushoff]

Hit me up. What's said issue about?

after Abduxel's post ~ action

[abduxel]

[There's a knock on Dorian's apartment door. If Dorian looks out or opens it, which hopefully he will, he will see none other than himself, but wearing a black horrible t-shirt.]

omfg yes

[brushoff]

[ STARING. JUST SO MUCH STARING.

whyyyy. did Abduxel somehow know that he hated Will's tacky terrible fish shop? was that a demon thing? Looking into your soul to find out what you hated? Dorian's just STARING because yeah, he knows it's you buddy, but he thought you had better taste.

So Dorian just points to his closet, still absolutely confused and partly disgusted because urgh he would never wear something like that. ] We're not doing anything until you change.

THIS IS SOME MAIL

[infomodder]

[In Monday's mail for Dorian Gray, he'll find an envelope with April & Will in the upper corner, no return address. The markings from the post office all come from a small city in Puerto Rico, mentions of it being special delivery (so it gets there quickly and before they do, duh). Inside is a pretty generic postcard and something small and rectangular encased in soft tissue paper. The back of the postcard is topped by MARRIAGE IS HERE WISH YOU WERE WEATHER in Papyrus font, naturally. The rest of it is normal, Will's message short and sweet and written with a slant that gives away he's been doing several postcards. If not, the additional, C-shaped, gray shade on it should. This fucker hasn't washed his hand from the last one and it rubbed off on Dorian's postcard ARTISTS WEEP ALL OVER.

Dorian,
Hello from Ponce! We took the last step to monogamy over the weekend. Hope all's well when we get back Monday evening, and thank you again for the couch. See you soon!
-April & Will

In that little carefully constructed yet cheap case he'll find a picture from the wedding. For the more casual route they took with it, April's dress is still classy, something one would expect at a higher end cocktail party more than a wedding. Will's managed a dark suit that fits, shirt underneath a normal white. Nothing plaid or overly disastrous here, the tie is not in the shape of a fish, though it's arguably trying with the blue color. Seems they got married in some outdoorsy spot, the arch above them rooted in place, the plump, older woman officiating in just as casually nice clothing, both amused and pleased by the inclusion of Eduardo. The raccoon wears a bowtie and has perched himself above them, and this picture is Will reaching out to take the ring from a raccoon who looks like he's played the part of both father and ringbearer this round. It's clear who is going to get his face bitten off if he dares cross April, and it's clear that everyone knows it, now give him the fucking ring.]

[brushoff]

[ WELL FUCK, HOW IS HE GONNA HAVE A BACHELOR PARTY NOW? ]