Tendril
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ - Kᴀʙᴜᴋɪ, Wᴀᴛsᴏɴ NIGHT CITY
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:cddisk::dw_disk::sundrive::sundrive::sundrive::estusfull::praisesun::estusfull::sundrive::sundrive::sundrive::dw_disk::cddisk:
"ᴀʏᴇ sɪᴡᴍᴀᴇ"

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SCP-1281: "This is our harbinger. It brings good tidings.

"We will be dead when it reaches you. Our planet is dying. We do not have time to save ourselves. We only have time to ready ourselves, and to send a message.

"We have seen the signals from those who came before us. They were different, and we still don't really understand them. But if there were those who came before, there may be those who come after. It is in this hope that our harbingers travel.

"One has found you and learned your language so it can relay this message. Please listen.

"The galaxy is dark, and empty, and cold. It spins inevitably toward death. You will die too, one day. Perhaps you will have longer than we have. We hope so. But one day you too must vanish.

"Before that time comes, you must light the darkness. You must make the night less empty. We are all small, and the universe is vast. But a universe with voices saying "I am here" is far greater than a universe silent. One voice is small, but the difference between zero and one is as great as one and infinity.

"We waited too long. Our voice is gone to echoes. Find others while there is still time. Make a chorus.

"And if this finds you too late, and your time is also passing, please send this message on, so the next voice can speak against the darkness."


To be submitted to the SCP Ethics Committee:
You do not let a sane dog die in a cold mettle box, or on the hard road shoulder.
This is the debt we, as a toolmaking species, owe the universe for daring to shape lifeforms into tools.
You may have to put a dog down, but when you do you hold it, and look it in the eye, and you tell it it's a good dog, first. A dog, thanks to us, can no longer be a wolf: we have changed them, root and stem, and we can never be free of the moral obligation that entails. If some... distant tool maker, eons from now, found the last dog, dying far from us, I hope they would have decency to do for us, what Dr. Bloom did for the creators of the Harbingers.



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PC SPECS
Current: 2023
13th Gen Inter(R) Core(TM) i7-13620H
NVIDIA GeForce RTX 4070
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:cddisk::dw_disk::sundrive::sundrive::sundrive::estusfull::praisesun::estusfull::sundrive::sundrive::sundrive::dw_disk::cddisk:
"ᴀʏᴇ sɪᴡᴍᴀᴇ"

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SCP-1281: "This is our harbinger. It brings good tidings.

"We will be dead when it reaches you. Our planet is dying. We do not have time to save ourselves. We only have time to ready ourselves, and to send a message.

"We have seen the signals from those who came before us. They were different, and we still don't really understand them. But if there were those who came before, there may be those who come after. It is in this hope that our harbingers travel.

"One has found you and learned your language so it can relay this message. Please listen.

"The galaxy is dark, and empty, and cold. It spins inevitably toward death. You will die too, one day. Perhaps you will have longer than we have. We hope so. But one day you too must vanish.

"Before that time comes, you must light the darkness. You must make the night less empty. We are all small, and the universe is vast. But a universe with voices saying "I am here" is far greater than a universe silent. One voice is small, but the difference between zero and one is as great as one and infinity.

"We waited too long. Our voice is gone to echoes. Find others while there is still time. Make a chorus.

"And if this finds you too late, and your time is also passing, please send this message on, so the next voice can speak against the darkness."


To be submitted to the SCP Ethics Committee:
You do not let a sane dog die in a cold mettle box, or on the hard road shoulder.
This is the debt we, as a toolmaking species, owe the universe for daring to shape lifeforms into tools.
You may have to put a dog down, but when you do you hold it, and look it in the eye, and you tell it it's a good dog, first. A dog, thanks to us, can no longer be a wolf: we have changed them, root and stem, and we can never be free of the moral obligation that entails. If some... distant tool maker, eons from now, found the last dog, dying far from us, I hope they would have decency to do for us, what Dr. Bloom did for the creators of the Harbingers.



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PC SPECS
Current: 2023
13th Gen Inter(R) Core(TM) i7-13620H
NVIDIA GeForce RTX 4070
Currently Offline
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Silver Phoenix 27 May, 2015 @ 9:00pm 
This rap is kind of overdue - right
But now it's time to meet the crew - tight
The crazy dudes of TF2
So take a side. RED or BLU
After I pick my class
I'm gonna kick your ass
Cuz that's what we were born to dooooooooooo!
Pick out my favorite class
Check out my fancy hats
I just don't know which one to choooooooooose!
Tendril 20 Aug, 2014 @ 12:35pm 
GOD..... SILVER. I miss you man. hope things are good at your end after school ended.
Silver Phoenix 18 Aug, 2014 @ 2:30pm 
Remember kids! If you rub horses they get bigger!:sentry: