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=eHbNU9WuVgw

[infomodder]

[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.]