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[hlvrai-quotes]

[Tommy: The U.S. lets us do this. This is all to regulation.]

[friendlyfangs]

Yes I die and come back. Yes you've seen it happen multiple times. But it would be NICE if you acted a LITTLE surprised every time. You don't know what it's like when you're dying in someone's arms and he asks you if you'll make it back in time to play Crash Team Racing later

[brightcarnate-a]

my hungry ass could never be an scp researcher

"...look, as long as you don't try to eat literally God, Josie or 999 I'll just pretend I didn't hear anything and let you go on your vore fantasies-"

Who is he to judge? It's not like he didn't try to eat at least one speciment himself in the past!

[brightcarnate-a]

@hellsflowered

" mm.. Eres tú otra vez... "

"Yep, me again!"

He's not even trying to speak Spanish. This man has been alive for more than a century, and yet he refuses to spend more than a few days on Duolingo, still.

"As long as you're here, I'll have to come around from time to time to check how you're going, so...

...how's it going?"

[vanishrs-deactivated20241022]

[ # VANISHRS ] independent & highly private scp foundation original character. by ash.

[brightcarnate-a]

How does it feel to basically live in the backrooms dude

"Um. How do the backrooms feel being a RIPOFF??? We were here first.

Kids these days and their backrooms I swear to 343--"

[brightcarnate-a]

@ukulclc

The sounds of battle resound still too close for comfort as the Medic hides behind a corner, hands pressed on the gush on his side. His breath is heavy and broken, a pained expression on the visage, though his lips part in an amused smile. He chuckles, something that hurts even more, but can't hold back doing. « Bright, » he whispers through the earphone, into the private frequency. « I s-swear to God, this is the l-last time I follow your directions...! »

Well that went to shit.

Bright can just sit there, tapping the side of his jaw and watch silently as the little dot on his screen went from so, SO close to the intel of the RED Team, to a far away, dark area, all by himself.

"Hey, don't blame me. I didn't expect the guy you killed to come back to life that fast!

Now, if you listened to me when I told you to be sneaker...!"

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