I don't think yelling would work as one in the number of human population yell at the sky that have some kind of god that cursed them to deal the problems they deal with. said Xabby. However, when Libre spoke up about a phone, she lower her left eyebrow. What the hell is a phone? she asks.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall"...seriously? You don't know what a phone is?" Knife pulls our her flip phone, and presses a button, unfolding out a bunch of devices from within it. It's like a swiss army knife of phones. Literally: there's a knife. "This simple thing. Ring a bell?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."No, no no, it's this." Libre shows his ordinary-in-comparison phone to Xabby.
"Also, do you not know how loud I can yell!?" He tells Xabby.
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP category"Smart." [Cutbug grins.] "Now, we're gonna need to make it colorful, yeah? I'll see if I can find something we can use to base the colors off of! Then you can find some paint and we can get to coloring! Catch you in a bit!" [They dart off into the sky with their umbrella, taking extra precautions to not fly above the tank—can't risk some of their acid dripping down and destroying it, y'know.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!Xabby looks hard at Knife's phone that felt like a few minutes and looks at them to say, "I've been staring at this all day, I still don't get it."
She then looks at Libre's phone and nods as if she understand what a phone is. In her defense, she doesn't understand why knife's phone has multiple of knives on there while she kind of understand Libre's phone as it doesn't have too many knives. Yes, I can tell you can get loud on the top of you're lungs.
(Meanwhile, Delilah was crawling around the living room when she noticed her dad struggling with the banner.)
"Aaaagh, curse these things..."
(Delilah babbles.)
"Hello, Delilah! What's the birthday girl up to, huh."
(Delilah stands up, grabs the banner from Ford's hands, and slowly but surely unfolds it as much as she can before giving it back to him.)
"Oh! Uhh, thank you, Delilah."
(Delilah then crawls off. Meanwhile, Chey was bringing out another pinata, this time, it was in the shape of a princess.)
"Hey, y'all, would this pinata be better than the Sunflora one or should we just have both?"
"Use my phone. It's easier to understand."
Libre quickly turns it on and goes to the phone app on it to make phone calls.
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP categoryI don't have the phone item besides my hacking gun. Besides, we don't have items like a phone in the Tropesburg observer committee the last time I check. She has a point about that. Besides her hacking gun, she doesn't have anything else besides books and manga to do in her free time.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall"We're getting Delilah her own tank! Just need to get it out of here an customize it and we're set! Perfect for any age!"
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideThe two seals in the living room look over at Ford. "Yes! Two big ol' papier mache entities for us to beat up! Great idea."
Meanwhile in some other room of the house, another seal is looking through a box.
"Ah, finally, wrapping paper!" They unfurl a roll of paper. It starts singing "Lose Yourself " by Eminem.
"Never mind, that's rapping paper."
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.Well, the only way to get there if you died and never make a deal with a...certain leader from hell of all places. She seems to pause at when she mention about never making a deal with someone and just call it leader.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall[Cutbug soon comes back holding a small, multicolored plastic tank toy in their claw and a destroyed anti-shoplifting tag impaled on one of their teeth. They land on the ground next to Custard and Bob and spit out the tag on the ground nearby.] "There we go! We can use this as a base. Just make the colors match this little thing and we'll be good to go!"
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!"Sweet! White's a boring color anyway. Now.... where the hell do we get enough paint to cover a real-ass goddamn tank?"
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideNo, I'm already dead, so there's no point doing that when you're staring at a demi-god. Then. she notices Tropes who just happen to walk in. Well, I was teleported out of my will and ended up arriving at the roof of the apartment. Basically, I'm trying to contact the officials about this as someone must've did it. However, I don't have a thing called a phone besides a hacking gun as we don't have phones nor phone numbers in the Tropesburg observer committee.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall"...hacking gun? Wait, can't we just hack a phone with that to send signals to where you came from instead?" Libre asks.
Edited by SomeLibre on Aug 17th 2021 at 6:46:18 PM
Cassie | they/them/he | Help needed for filling out entries on the Series X SCP categorySignals? she asks while she tilted her head to the left. What's that?
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall

"Don't worry, she'll grow into it. Think of it like her first car, but for her 1st birthday instead of 16th. Better early than never!"
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside