euclid-049 replied to your post: RETURN OF THE MACK, GET UP WHAT IT IS WHAT IT...
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euclid-049 replied to your post: RETURN OF THE MACK, GET UP WHAT IT IS WHAT IT...
my brain broke reading this
macklemore is an artistic genius
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ (( FUCKING LOVE HARLEY ))
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euclid-049 said: “The way you talk just amuses me so much, miss.”
"Eh?" the harlequin was taken back a moment by the presence before her making such a remark "...Then I suppose I'm doin' my job as jester to keep you so entertained..." a thin brow raised, this...person, Harley knew not of nor his moniker in which to call or greet him by.
::Euclid-049 has entered the Toaster Cave::
"PROXIMITY ALERT. SCP UNIT DETECTED WITHIN TOASTER CAVE."
Alarms began blaring, bulkhead doors began grinding closed, security systems began scanning, and Toaster pulled his pillow over his helmet and groaned loudly. Why did SCPs have this habit of turning up at stupid o-clock in the morning?
He got up and punched the control panel, shutting down the alarms. He slowly made his way to the main bunker, hopefully it would be there and not in the catacombs beneath the facility. There was too much weird stuff down there as is. He slid open the door an looked around, flicking the light switch on.
"Heeeere SCP! Come out come out where ever you aaaaare! I have... a banana." It suddenly occurred to him that he didn't know which SCP he was dealing with. If it was another 682, or a 173, then it probably didn't like bananas. Who was he kidding, he didn't even have a banana.