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“I actually really love SCP-3985 and its implications” are not words I feel good about hearing from the mod. —O5-13
O5 Council you broke losers don't even have a frame around your icon.
This isn’t a main blog :( —O5-13
The wall breaks lmfao
Sam and his moustaches.
They're a disaster tonight without Travis and Laura lol
Wall Breaking || Silas and Beruka
It was late afternoon when Silas found himself in the library, curiously running his index finger along the spines of books that rested on the shelves. For a long while, he had been meaning to find a new book to read on cloudy nights, having finished his last book perhaps a month ago. Luckily, in the days since, he’d been blessed with many beautiful nights, but the recent onslaught of rainstorms had painfully reminded him once again.
So there he stood, fingertip resting on the top of some book with a funny name (in a good, intriguing way), when he paused. There was that feeling again-- that feeling of eyes on you-- that he’d been feeling on and off for a good while since he began his literary search. After a moment, the knight blinked, then simply plucked the book from the shelf.
“Beruka?” He called out to the empty library, silent save for the sound of his voice. Silas had called out the name entirely on gut instinct, but he assumed Kaze knew him well enough now to simply approach him, so who else could it be? “What is it?”
How to protect your girl from nasty cockroaches. Susanoo style.