Harper looks at Kafka.
"That name sounds familiar. Are you a writer, by any chance? Also, haven't you been dead for, like, at least a week?"
The other Harper takes a look at the back of a Coke Infinite. "Hmm... says here 'made from all-natural laboratory waste.' Well, they used the word 'all-natural,' so it must be good!" They pour the contents into their bowl of food.
Edited by aPod-ofSeals on Apr 2nd 2021 at 4:26:47 AM
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.Enthusiasm overwhelms Libre the moment he sees Kafka again after he finishes dealing with the tapes.
"HEY KAFKA! I'M SORRY FOR THAT SHITTY GREETING BACK AT THE FAIR!"
Edited by SomeLibre on Apr 2nd 2021 at 5:30:41 PM
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP category"Oh, hello there, Kafka! Great to see you again. So, what's going on and what's up with the hooded guy?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."The hooded figure throws Kafka at the closest available couch. She lands with a yelp in an uncomfortable sprawl.
"She did not bring me here! I brought myself here! For the sake of warning you of the threat I've been alluding to, and giving you a weapon to fight them with!"
He pauses.
"You, ah. You do confront villains on the regular, right? Like the TV show says you do?"
Hail majestic corporate light, heaven born and ever bright!"Not all! Some pass out as they're used to help others!" Libre responds, showing his mechanical thumb prosthetic.
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP categoryMidway through said conversation about villainy, the crew hears a knock on the apartment door.
"Sounds like you guys are kinda busy so I'm just gonna leave this here!" the person behind the door says, followed by a powerful whoosh.
It's a basket of candy, with a card, along with a pair of billowing trails from what appears to be a jetpack.
To the Tropers: Happy Nondescript Spring Holiday Themed Around Baby Chickens and Bunnies — From Your Friend, TRL
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘Bobbit worm: [sees the basket and the trail] Uh who was that?
Edited by SomeLibre on Apr 2nd 2021 at 8:47:55 PM
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP categoryGuy is promptly surprised by a voice over his shoulder; turning around reveals another unknown figure on the road, a nondescript boy holding up his stolen phone between two fingers. "Tragic, I know," they say. "But it’s nothing personnel kid."
He’s stared down for about three full seconds before breaking into a frenzied sprint into the distance and disappearing.
Well, that’d be jus’ a waste. Why would ya want to deprive the world of such anomaly as yourself?"I think I need to go nurse Delilah..."
(Chey then exits the scene, confused at everything.)
"I'm 100% percent sure it's safe to agree with you. Nothing that is more interesting than that situation will happen today, surely.
"

Bob glances at Kafka. He could have sworn she looked different last time, but he doesn't really care. He used to look not dead, but nobody except him cares about that one.
"Yeah, I remember you. I think."
S-O-N-I-C, THAT'S ME!!!