[twenty five] Anyone out there?

[goodgrasshopper]

[It's a long shot, but Molly really misses her mom and dad.]

Anyone out there from Chicago? My Chicago, I mean. Murphy? Dad? Mom? Little Carpenters?

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[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

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HAAA FRANK.

[goodgrasshopper]

Uh... huh?

Who are you, crazy goat guy?

[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

[Nope, you have to refresh first.

He can wait.]

[goodgrasshopper]

[BUTTONMASH WTF.]

[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

[Good enough.]

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You do not have access rights to view this entry.

[goodgrasshopper]

[Frank, you suck.]

[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

Uh... Molly? Is this some kind of weird ya know thing?

[goodgrasshopper]

Butters?! What--how are you?

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

I'm alright. How are you doing? Why are you on the work intercom?

[goodgrasshopper]

I'm okay. I'm not really... on the work intercom. I'm on a transdimensional prison ship, trying to rehabilitate someone. It's one of those weird "you know what" things making our communication devices talk to people who aren't on the prison ship.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

...I think I may be drunk.

Why are you in prison? Do you need someone to come and get you?

[goodgrasshopper]

...Yeah, let's go with this being a drunken hallucination. That works.

I'm not in prison. I'm one of the wardens here.

[studiedagrippa.livejournal.com]

I am not from Chicago.

[goodgrasshopper]

[OMG INTERNAL SQUEE.]

Uh--no, I don't think you are. [grin] I'm Molly. [And I totally had a crush on you when I was five.]

[studiedagrippa.livejournal.com]

Hello, Molly. My name is Inigo Montoya.

[goodgrasshopper]

Nice to meet you. I'm... a total fangirl a big fan.

[studiedagrippa.livejournal.com]

You have heard of me? I am very flattered to be known by such a lovely woman!

[goodgrasshopper]

[big grin] I have. You're pretty amazing in action.

[mhswimteam.livejournal.com]

Chicago? Sorry Shelia, Never surfed there. You get your text messages crossed too?

[goodgrasshopper]

We don't really have much in the way of waves to surf. Uh--yeah. I guess I did. Um--hello?

[mhswimteam.livejournal.com]

Oh gosh. [she bites her lip] sorry. My icoffin keeps getting spammed with these messages. This was meant for your family yeah?

[she smiles] Lagoona Blue. 'pparently the rudest shelia to ever wake up on this side of the coral reef.

[goodgrasshopper]

icoffin?

And--yeah, it was, but it was a long shot. I'm Molly Carpenter, from Chicago. I'm going to take a stab in the dark and guess that you surf. [grin]

[mhswimteam.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's like a phone. All the cool ghouls have one.

[At the mention of surfing, she beams] Captain of the Monster High Swim Team at your service. My dad and I catch some pretty gnarly waves out on the beach.

[goodgrasshopper]

Cool... ghouls?

[Okay, now that you mentioned Monster High, the ghoul thing makes more sense...] Sounds like a blast. You surf with your dad?