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foggy nelson. ([personal profile] usingthelaw) wrote2020-09-07 02:48 pm

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theyrehorns: (i'd give it to you)

deadpool out here just trying to help his horny buddy out

[personal profile] theyrehorns 2018-02-08 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
It stopped being metaphorical a while ago.

[Le sigh. Remember when resurrecting ninjas weren't a thing, Foggy? Matt misses those days. Matt really misses those days. At least this person, whoever he is, doesn't smell like the Hand does, doesn't smell like he's slowly rotting from the inside out.]

I'll take the covers up to the roof. There's a box of matches in the kitchen drawer, third one from the left. You're in charge of those. [Why's he got a box of matches in the kitchen? It's—Listen, sometimes in one's vigilante life, they find themselves in need of helping another vigilante buddy burn the hell out of some incriminating photos, and then they have to steal a cigarette lighter off the guy they just interrogated for leads to do it.

It's embarrassing, and Matt does not want to go through it again.]


The katana—we'll need to dispose of that too.
theyrehorns: (would you sneak me a wristband?)

how to woo people deadpool-stylez: one, murder. two, PROFIT

[personal profile] theyrehorns 2018-02-14 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
If you want to maintain plausible deniability, I recommend not asking for details after why I have a box of matches.

[Plausible deniability, he says, like they didn't go way past that already. But yeah, Matt's just hauling his bloody mattress up the stairs now with some care where he steps. He'd be faster under other circumstances, but fresh off of Daredeviling and hauling a mattress that stinks like someone died and came back to life on it? Hah.]

Either that, or clean it off and pass it to Colleen. She might have an idea where it could've come from, at least. [Judging from his tone he doesn't really believe this.] I don't feel like asking the police to investigate the place. You?

[Do you want to explain to Brett what you've been up to for the past few years, Foggy? Do you?]

—uh. [UHHHH.] You can go first. The sooner we can both get this smell off the better. [One step.] For what it's worth, though, you smell much better than my bedroom does.
theyrehorns: (as many times as you can)

[personal profile] theyrehorns 2018-02-24 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sorry it wasn't a weird fetish, bro. If it helps, Matt's found one group all by himself. The fact that this group includes Jessica Jones, the Hero of Harlem, and a billionaire with a glowing fist is immaterial and irrelevant.

Anyway: yay, help! Matt is really glad for it, because if Foggy's having a bad time with the smell, imagine how Matt's feeling. The scent of dried blood is almost overwhelming, leaves a bitter aftertaste on his tongue. He does not fix Foggy with a Look, because he's gagging a little on the smell too, but he does tilt his head and frown concernedly in his general direction, where his silhouette is in Matt's impressionistic view of their surroundings.]


I'll do it. [People have seen Daredevil do weirder things than chuck a sword into the Hudson.

Okay, no, they have not, but it wouldn't be too surprising. He aims a sloppy kick to the door behind him when they make it up the stairs at last, and together they drag the mattress out onto the roof and drop it there.]


I'll take that under consideration. [And then he's never going to put it into place because it would be too much of an inconvenience, from his point of view. Still, he has to acknowledge the fact that, yeah—he needs to find some way to better secure his apartment.] A boring night in, huh? I assume this includes that series on Netflix you were talking about last week.
theyrehorns: (i'd give it to you)

[personal profile] theyrehorns 2018-03-04 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't call him out like this!!!]

It's a bit more than just flinging myself out the window. [It absolutely is just him flinging himself out the window in a red devil costume, like it's Halloween. He cocks an ear in Foggy's direction, because Matt might not be able to see shit but he knows for a fact that neither of them have been getting a lot of companionship lately.

He can't lie, he does like the idea of having Foggy keep up a running commentary on the series. Sure, he could use the commentary actually provided by Netflix, but that's less fun.]


Yeah, well. [He shrugs.] I like the sound of your voice more than the sound of whoever's narrating, in the actual commentary. [Is that a line. Matt, is that a fucking line?]

I can sleep on the couch. It's fine.

[He's gotten used to smell of dried blood off of it, so.]