ic contact 2 mask or menace

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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone, previous contact post can be found here ]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=paoFmPW8lLo my turn for slow covers

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[ See this is what happens when nobody tells Dorian about unintentional cannibalism, there's definitely a moment or two when he reads the paper and just thinks what the fuck is this.

Because seriously. What the fuck is this. He knows what long pig is, how the hell has cannibalism entered into the equation? This is entirely unexpected but so wonderful in a different kind of way, congrats Will you are more fucked up than Dorian had intended! Cannibalism, though...he's got to wonder how much of that is him trying to make Will paranoid and how much of that is massive, massive issues that he didn't even know Will Graham had to begin with. Congrats bro, you are now 100% more interesting.

Of course, then there's the matter of choosing the 'meat.' Because hot damn does Dorian want to see how far this goes (though eating people??? gross, he don't wanna do that). He wants to see just how Will's going to respond to this and to what lengths he's going to go to, but at the same time, he wants to keep as many people out of this as possible (so must Will, after all, this has been kept on the down-low pretty well). Logically, in Dorian's mind, there's only one option even though he miiiiiight not like said option. Dorian's response is on a nice piece of generic stationary, put in an envelope and shoved in the mailbox in like the middle of the night. ]

To my tastes.
As for the selection, I pick Dorian Gray.

[ look, it's the way he can best keep it between themselves. besides, Dorian's pissed off like half the people here, he KNOWS he is a rude selection to begin with. ]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHbNU9WuVgw

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[The morning after Will unknowingly parts from this asshole here, he wanders to the bait shop with his own little folder. Inside, under thin red tissue paper, are three very clear shots of a human heart in an ice box, some blood splatter still on the sides as his hands were sort of messy at the time. They are pictures Dorian has seen before, of course, but Will hasn't connected the two. The note he's attached this time is at the back of the poor man's symbolic gift wrap, the dramatic flair that Will's chosen a prescription paper as stationary.]

Your select cuts have been acquired.
The meat won't last forever, and dining is better done with company.

[REVEAL YOURSELF CANNIBAL ANGEL]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMxU2ToSunY

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[ Second verse same as the first, trucker hat picks up the note, sees the pictures and Dorian is just grinning like a maniac, he can't wait to see the threads unravel, to see everything revealed to Will and everything about Will revealed to himself. This has been a wild fucking ride and Dorian just wants to watch as it all crashes down.

And again, with the same stationary, same script. ]

In that case, perhaps the evening of February 1st? A heart for the month of love, how appropriate.

[ suck it, Calendar Man. ]

I would prefer we do this in Maurtia Falls, but I highly doubt you could take dinner though the Porter. As it is, attached are directions to a warehouse on the outskirts of Heropa. Hopefully we won't be disturbed. You will find me there around 8pm.

[ and hopefully Will's bringing a car with a trunk or something, otherwise what the hell are they gonna do with Elsa's corpse that Dorian's stealing, spoiler alert, Dorian has no idea how to get rid of a body, that's what you blackmail other people to do for you. ]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVTXPUF4Oz4

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[Suck it, Calendar Man, indeed.

He stares at the words. He sends his staff home and closes down for the day. He tends to live bait and basic repairs with the looming promise (threat?) of getting to meet his guardian angel searing his britches off. It feels like heated lead in his back pocket, conflicted about burning him or ripping his pants right open. After a few hours of doing anything to keep from idleness, he simply rips off a post-it note, pulls out an everyday use black pen, and keeps it short.]

I'll be there.

[Dropped in the box before Will meanders home. He's not even sure if trucker hat angel will return in that time to find it, but if he does, it's there. If he doesn't, Will supposes (hopes, on a certain level he can't ignore) their next communication will be in person.

And that's more exciting than any amount of body parts in the mailbox.]