-to Alana- Vell, Cori left home pretty much out zhe gate and Frau's also independent.
Othervise- zhis isn't veally about making people for me to take care of. Ist just making people for science.
-to Mildred- Al right- cool, zhen! -she presses a button on the DNA blender, and a brief sound of a bunsen burner goes- Every piece of DNA gets burned into data on zhe catalogue. So I can use zhe same data over and over again.
-Scylly grows bored... and looks around-
Dowctor... can ais go get some grub?
Sure, sure- go ahead, Scylly. And don't fight people. Or eat zhe vermin.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Sharp leans in to inspect its duplicate, looking back to Andy, then freezing up, agitated, summoning a starlight khopesh-
Hey, just making a comment, mate.
-To Andy- That name got voted in by the democracy of me.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"You're making less sense than a whole lot of other people around here, and trust fucking me, that's not easy to do."
-It's out there. far out. light years out, but on the edge of the senses like a blur in the corner of your eye, the dead hum of electrical sockets plugged in, the feeling of awesome strength through a quiet night-
Solace regarded Marcia, nodding in return in greetings.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-Sharp is in full attack mode, summoning blades from every culture, spears from every font of imagination, shields of every shape and size, surrounding it like glowing white wings-
-Ready to fight whatever it is-
Well what name would you rather i— oi!
-Peers around Eires-
What's spooked you?
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What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-nods to Mildred- Eh- should be interesting at least.
-to Alana- Zhe term is 'zhe more zhe merrier' but, I've got other reasons for zhis. Long story, kinda- trust me I have a good end for zhis.
-Scylly skips out of Dr.9's room, having been given the permission to get food-
-almost instantly she has slivered her way to the kitchen, and eyeing up a fruit bowl-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Gracia is across from the fruit bowl, eyeing the interloper with suspicion-
-Her eyes tell Scylly "don't try it"-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"Name wha- Hey! Whoa, what's wrong?"
-It's not a thing to fight-
-it consumes. larger than anything like it should be-
-swallowing matter and light in an obscene bending of space and time as it sits, unmoving, unconcerned, implacable and astounding, awesome and relentless-
-before, out on the cosmic horizon, merely a dot lacking in any definition or form save for the perfect circle of bent reality sized on a horrendous scale, as physics itself bow to its dense, unyielding maw-
-a black hole-
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-Sharp hesitates-
-Its weapons shake for a moment, then retain their firm stance-
-Eyeing this black hole down-
Seriously, what is it?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-to Alana- Sure, I could use your help in some of it.
Vell- for vone of zhe projects, at least.
-to Mildred, chuckling a little in return- Somezhing exciting you?
-Scylly looks at Gracia with a questioning smile-
Whoo's yoo?
-she reaches out for a red apple-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI'm Gracia Ardonis and those are my fruits. I arranged them perfectly in the bowl like that!
What does that mean?
-She peeks back through the telescope-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-It just stares, blankly. Can this creature even understand you?-
Huh. Well, Sharp Resplendence is still just meditating with Blobby McBlobface up there.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?