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i just like rainbows pls no angery :(
- hello??
- sapient lava lamp oo
- sentient plush dog
- art pag wip
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- graves graves graves
- why am i using this to write non scp stuff
- notebook idea
henlo, it is moi, dentix, and youre watching disney channel
jk jk this is my super sexy ultimate awesome epic sandbox where i keep my demons writing
mayhaps you'll find something interesting here, who knows
here's a deviantart stamp about me
sapient lava lamp that communicates with its baubles taking shape of braille
its also indestructible but eh
lava lamp with bubbles spelling out braille
communicating with the lamp is only possible by pressing braille writing against the bottom metal part.
the lamp speaks of a multiverse theory that it credits to [UNREADABLE], saying that the universes stack both horizontally and vertically and the universe above ours is completely different and the ones next, are essentially replicas of our own with some changes
actually thats pretty useless hmmmmm
lemme think hmm
why is it anomalous? dude its a sapient lava lamp. anyways, the lamp believes that
from wikipedia: "It is described as a very versatile yet contradictory dog, being both good with children and "fit to kill any other dog of his weight".[2"
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Bedlington_in_Tallinn.JPG
plush dog resembling a bedlington terrier
made out of fabric and stuffing but has a realistic mouth.
good with kids and small creatures
but can kill up to 4x its own size with no problem when enraged
can stand everything, basically invincible
was created by a spirit who wanted to protect kids/small animals and who also needed a new body. two in one.
hallo welcome to my art page!
The name's Dentix, but I also go by Ivan
I like making stuff, like a lot. I have dabbled my hand in a lot of things.
Drawing, painting, sculpting, 3d modeling, sewing, music, writing… yadda yadda
i really like this SCP stuff that's going on and i like making things based off of these wonderful SCPs and this is where i showcase the stuff I've made based off of the wiki!
you're driving down a road. and all you can hear is sirens. no civilization in sight. there is not a single soul to be seen. you're alone in your car, with little food and 1L of water. the sirens outside stop for 30 seconds every 1 minute, but even then you have ringing in your ears. the road doesn't seem to end. You have a headache. You think of stopping by the road and resting for a bit, but how could one rest with these sirens going off. Instead, you decide to walk around, hoping that maybe you'll be able to find what's causing all of this. You walk for nearly half an hour. You return to your car, tired as shit and having found nothing. The sound of the sirens wailing was constant through the whole walk. you didn't seem to get closer, nor did you get any distance.
It's late. You eat, but only a little. Don't want to run out of food now. You try and fall asleep.
You wake up 2 hours later, because the sirens seem to have gotten louder. You are in complete agony, with now what seems to be a migraine. At least you have a few painkillers with you. Every joint and muscle hurts, sleeping in a car is awful for your body. You are extremely drowsy and tired. Despite that, you start driving. The sirens are unbearable and you wish to finally escape this literal hell on earth.
You start hallucinating things on and by the road, chunks of scrapped metal, mangled up bodes, houses on fire. It makes you panic and you have to blink in order to make the hallucinations go away. But they always come back. You can feel the sirens, as if they were screaming inside of you. You start raising the speed at which you're driving. You want to get away so badly. Yet it doesn't end. It won't end.
Suddenly it turns completely black.
You awaken again, it's morning. You drove off the road, luckily without damaging your car a lot.
The sirens seem less intense. One is playing the Westminster chime. That chime feels like a breathe of fresh air after being stuck in a room full of smoke. It somehow gives you hope.
You eat some of the food you have and get your car back on the road.
As you keep on driving, the sirens seem to start dying out. You feel like a weight has been lifted from you, a weight that has been kept on you for far too long. You see a house, and then another one, and another one. You realize you've reached some town. And then out of nowhere, a gas station emerges. You're overjoyed.
As you turn in and walk inside the store, you realize the sirens have stopped completely. When did they stop? You start talking to the people in the store, even tho you've always hated communicating with strangers, this time it's different. It feels as if you've been kept away from society for a whole month, even tho it has only been 3 days. While you're chit-chatting, you ask the person you're talking to about the sirens. They know about them and tell that every month, of the first Sunday to the second Monday, the sirens will be blaring non-stop on that road. Despite this weird information, you feel relieved knowing that it wasn't just you who heard those sirens. The person keeps talking,informing you that before the sirens start, there's an announcement informing that this is a test of an inaudible place name warning system.
The "test" always ends with the Westminster chime. You're a bit confused, since you never heard the announcement. You ask what the inaudible city name could be. The person can only think of a city that was in that area before it was abandoned and completely destroyed by a war.
They say that they've known these sirens for all their life, since they've been going off before they had even been born. Yet not longer than when this road was built. You feel uneasy because of all of this newfound knowledge of some anomalous road that you happened to drive on. You buy some food and more water, say good bye to the person and get back on the road. You still haven't gotten to your destination city. As you're driving out of the town, you wish you won't come by some cursed road again.
And you don't.
. After the name has faded away, any recordings of the person who was buried there, including the coffin in the grave, disappears.
ideas idk:
or maybe its the entire graveyard? anomalous funerals? funerals keep happening even tho graveyard has been abandoned for A Long time after an incident. People are disappearing in a nearby town. theyre suspecting a criminal is going around. But Actually, its just some anomaly. They get teleported into random graves and then suffocate. lol have fun fuckheads.
As it turned to midnight, he leaned back on his chair. He had been sitting there by his desk most of the day. His muscles were stiff and it felt like they were made of rocks. "Now's not the time to go for a walk" he thought to himself, as he was putting on his coat and hat. Most would question the state of his shoes, but he didn't care. Sure, the leather had been mostly ripped off and the water resistance was non-existent. They were more like heavy socks at that point.
At the front door of the apartment building, he sniffed the air. Clear air mixed with smoke, that he would describe as "tastes like strawberries". "So, nothing new or strange here" he whispered to himself. The moon was shining like a silver coin under direct light. Mostly would feel enamored by it, but he didn't really care. He just wanted to check what's going on outside and maybe buy a few chicken nuggets. Now he really wanted chicken nuggets. He started walking down the road with bouncy steps, since he didn't want to spend too much time outside.
spitballin in the irc baby
im just spitballin but, anomalous notebook where if you write in it the words become sentient and start moving around on the paper
my mind is immediately thinking "the words are gonna try and kill each other based on something"
or like, sentences make their own communities. the more words and sentences, the bigger the community. altho, if you write a word poorly, that word will get bullied by other words. poorly written words form their own community, and they a have a big war
