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[the-haunted-office]

“So that book can… end anyone?” Frux asked, his normal shaking becoming more subtle as he finally saw a means of revenge. He stared at Doom with hope twinkling in his eyes.

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Doomsday grins at the human who picked up her notebook.

"Ehehehe, oh yes, it can. You read the rules, didn't you? All you need to do is write down their name while picturing their face and ding dong, the witch is dead! Well, it'll work even if they aren't a witch, ehehehehe. Go on, give it a try. Write down their name, make a wish, and count to forty," she says, opening up her satchel, taking out a pen, and offering it to him.

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[nightwing-scp]

👂for Night and Clarky (from the ask memes)

Night was curled up on the couch in the Site’s break room, talking to a soft-spoken researcher with a shock of bleached blond hair.

“Yes- that’s right. I’m one of those ones now. The ones deemed by the higher-ups to be so fucked up that they need to go to Foundation therapy. …Right? No, you’re right. It’s almost ironic. ……Yes? He’s nice, I suppose? He has this blue… thing that’s.. his soul or something. I don’t know. He also knows everything about me now. So. There’s that. He also wouldn’t tell me who exactly signed me up for mandatory therapy, but I’ll find who did that. Eventually."

[the-haunted-office]

“You like books?” Fraedove asked, “I have many from Commorragh, but they are in Drukhari script. And most are instruction manuals on exacting pain and misery… or worse. Though, there is one romance novel in there…”

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Thursday, being entirely used to seeing new faces practically every day, smiles at this one and doesn't feel threatened at all, not even when she mentions what her books are about.

"Ahahahaha, aren't those pretty much the same thing? I hate romance novels, they're so awful," she laughs. "I mean, that's my opinion, at least. Especially some of these god awful 'dark' romance books, eugh. If you're looking to cause me pain and misery, just sit me down and force me to read one of those. Or listen to one of them. I take it you're into that?" she asks, smirking.

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[nightwing-scp]

CHARACTER AESTHETIC — BOLD /ITALICS WHAT APPLIES & REPOST — Thursday

SOUNDS.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries

VISUALS.

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

SCENTS.

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lillies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandlewood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / seacucumbers / peppermint handcream

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