#srstranglefruit

[isolaradiale]

whoops! reapplying as SCP-2337/Doctor Spanko! Application is in the menu, "object file" or /Application

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, SCP-2337!

You’ll be housed in CONDO 429.

You will retain everything you were given previously.

As you were removed during an activity check you have one week to make three ic posts, else you will be considered inactive once more.

– mod altair.

[erudorago]

@srstranglefruit |

 Curious sun in the sky cast no shadows. There would be no hiding from the brightness or the heat that bared down. Drake sprawled out on a park bench in the Golden Ward.  It would be curious to see how the weather would change in this city. The chill of ‘winter’, at least in this ward, was hardly noticeable. For now, she could enjoy the warmth on her skin and the cool touch of a bottle in her hand.  A plastic bag next to her had her lunch, but she willfully ignored it for dessert: the small tub of gummy worms.  She sprinkled some in her mouth. Birds chirped in the distance.

[championofgold]

@srstranglefruit

It’s an odd thing, wading herself into the tides of combat and letting the undercurrent take her where it pleases. As she cuts down foe after foe - the physical ones, with sickening crunches and wet, gooey slicing noises as she sinks her spearhead into the undead that wander around.

It’s been a while since she last let loose - she never cared for societal norms, but this was about the only socially acceptable way to slaughter whatever came into her path. And when that path leads her further into the dead zone, as she’s decided to call it, she finds the flow of combat leading her in the direction of a very, very loud voice. The scene she happens upon is almost amusing: a bird, screaming so loud that the creatures around it get pushed back if they’re luckier than the others. If it’s speaking in a common tongue, she can’t parse a single phrase, even if the words are all there.

Bringing her spear against another creature’s skull with a sickening, wet thunk, she lets out a loud whistle in an attempt to get the bird’s attention, “Having trouble?”

[lostdragonprince-blog]

@srstranglefruit

Euden had taken the time to retreat from some of the zombies in the area that he couldn’t find anyone alive in. He had learned that they liked to follow noise so if he just kept quiet he could give himself a break before he went to find anyone who may have needed help.

Though, what he didn’t expect was to find a bird? also hiding in the same area as him. It didn’t look like a zombie bird or anything so why was it here? Any other alive creature would be gone by now.

“Is this really a bird or am I getting tried?“ He more said to himself, since the bird hadn’t made any noise towards them yet.

[isolaradiale]

Without prior reserve, I would like to humbly apply Herr Doktor Spankoflex, otherwise known as SCP-2337, with application found in the menu dropdown under "Object File" or /Application.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, idek!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 221.

– mod altair.