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[fates_jaye]

"-just stop SINGING!

Hi. This is Jaye. Leave a message, and if I actually give a damn about what you have to say to me, I'll return the call. If not, take the hint, loser.

BEEP.

Comments

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Hey, this is Alec. Sorry about going MIA for so long - just had some personal business to work out. And believe me, I'm kicking myself for missing the last Seahorse day.

Anyway, I'll be at cheerleading today if you want to swing by. Wouldn't mind getting together to catch up, too. Talk to you later."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Hey, this is Alec. Room 328, tonight, there will be alcohol and the drinking thereof. Think of it as a Seahorse reunion, but bring a friend if you want."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Jaye? Jack. You really should be more specific, but I'm guessing you mean Alec? Happy to give you an instant replay, anytime you want. Just name the time and place, and bring your date type person along. You know where to find me."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter put a cloth over the receiver to disguise his voice.

"You suck, Crazy Jaye! Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

"Jaye! Hi. It's Eric. From the three-minute dates. Anyway, I had a great time. I'd like to hang out some more. You want to do the Homecoming thing together? Let me know."

[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

"Jaye, got your message. Hanging out would be cool. I'm free in the afternoons and evenings, except Wednesdays I have Magic after Lunch, and then Radio Friday night. Just let me know when you're feeling better and we'll do the thing."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Got your message. Think we could move our beds down to the basement? Who knows what's on the floor down there."

[fates_jaye]

"Ooh. One word for you: Aerobed."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Jaye, it's Kawalsky. Great work with Thanksgiving, but I'm calling about the birthday gift. It's great! You'd better believe it's getting a work out this month. Talk to you later. Try not to inhale too much glitter."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

--id phone. Uh. Hi, Jaye, not dead. Not in the clinic either. I think I hate trolls now, but I'm trying not to be speciesist. Glad you rescued yourself, missed you, I think I'm going to pass out and sleep a long time now. Night.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"MERRY CHRISTMAS. God, what'd you do - call when I was in the bathroom?

It'd be way more fun here if there were glitter, by the way."

[stolafsuperhero.livejournal.com]

Jaye, dear, don't forget to take your milk of magnesia for that pesky constipation.

[swerval_zero]

"Jaye, Zero. I will use any good footage you can get me. And there is so much good footage to be gotten. Oh! The lion cub! THE LION CUB. Trust me on this one!"

[rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com]

Hello, Jaye Tyler? It's Rose. Rose Tyler. Not your roommate Rose Tyler, I'm afraid. Your teacher Rose Tyler, um, hello! Well, anyway, straight to business you've been assigned to me in the mentoring program so if you'd like to stop by in my office on Monday for a chat I'd love that. See you then!

[sith_happened]

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaye. I don't have any glitttttttttttttttttttttttter. I fink Friday ate it all!" *click*

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Jaye? It's Jarod. I'm sorry to do this to you, but I spent the day carrying Yomiko's extremely extensive-and heavy-library up from her apartment to the living room and I can't feel my arms or thighs through the pain. Can we reschedule?

Also, do you know why Parker asked if I turned into a girl and had pictures?

Call me back when you get a chance."

*click*

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Jaye! 's Jarod, 'n I jus' wan'ed to call and say hel'o. You're very pretty."

It was possible Jaye would be able to tell that Jarod had consumed a third of a bottle of vodka.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hi Jaye! Is Rory an' I'm just calling to say that boys are stupid an' I hate them, so if you wanna maybe start a convent with me where we get drunk and play onna internets an' watch TV, I'll co-run it. We can be Sisterhood of Boykissy or something! Yay! Byeeee!"

Once the spell breaks

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jaye? It's Jarod. I've got my memory back, and I wanted to say thank you for looking out for me and I'm sorry I tried to charge you for sex.

If I'm dead before you get this, it's because I went to apologize to Miho.

Call me back when you get a chance, and I owe you big for this.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Jaye? If you could grab your camera and come to today's cheer practice and take lots of photos, that'd be awesome and I'd owe you one!"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec returns Jaye's call quickly. "...Literally? 'Cause that's kind of ew. And impossible."

[fates_jaye]

"Well, it's not like I checked but I think it's a reasonable theory."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately Jaye has become a victim in Jamie's drunk dialing

"This is stupid! You loves me! I loves you! Who cares if touching you will kill me or leave me a vegetables. Vegetables are goods for you! It gives you good eyesight. Especially carrots. MMm. Carrots."

This is followed by the sound of someone passing gas.

"Oh that's just rancid."

*click*

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey Glitter Girl, it's Charlie. I didn't get a chance to say thanks or anything the other day when you kidnapped me and Alanna and held us hostage in your room and made drunk Jamie sing at us. So...thanks. I don't know how it would've worked out if you hadn't knocked some sense into us. I owe you one, and if you ever need to claim it, Aly owes you one too. See you 'round."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Hey, know I heard on the radio at some point that you've got 'plans' - hope you hear this before you're gone, because I'd hate to have to track you down and crash your party, wherever you're going. Later."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Tyler! It's Marty and I'm calling from 1997. I'm living in NYC right now and I think I need to go visit 8 year old you and prepare you for an incredible amount of brain breaking when you get to high school. What's your home address again?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

*in a high-pitched voice*

"Hello, Jaye. This is your purse, Percy. How many times do I have to tell you, I hate the taste of cell phones! Stop feeding yours to me!"