Doc Scratch
@thegoodScratchdoctor
Your viewing this was, of course, inevitable. Nevertheless, it is my duty as an excellent host to welcome you to this page.
One day, we might finally uncover a Vriska with some amount of class.
Why should that classiness ever 8e wasted on people who clearly don't appreci8 it?
This is a good time.
your mere existence makes mistress frames presence onfinitely preferable.
Oh, no, my novelty cat clock. Anyways.
“The visage could not be denied. It was immense, it filled a quarter of the sky. It had empty slots for eyes - it was metal and cruel... and worst of all, it was God.”
Profit in the Felt is up by 87% when I directly lead the Felt over the Lord, by the way. Not that I even need the money. But still.
Does this mean I can stop getting comments on my posts that say "PAY CuT"
Now that’s amusing.
Someone else found out the password to my lord’s coat and has had him logged out while he’s preoccupied.
Hm. The silence has started to reach the point I find concerning.
Oddly, an entirely different sense from the one in the sarcophagus. Not my problem, I imagine.
A creeping Void I sense.
not a fan when someone else is being the creep, then? :/
Guessing you won't elaborate and instead opt to be vague because it 'serves your purposes' or makes you feel superior or whatever such thing.
I will allow that my actions are demeanor are considered “creeping” by the masses, yes.
There is little to elaborate on. I merely sense the absence of information where information should be present. Like seeing the water ripple from a moving beast below its surface whose details cannot be seen.
Unrelatedly to my last post, I am going to enjoy watching the fall.
It does not take omniscience to read some of you like an open book.
I should, perhaps, check what is going on within that sarcophagus. Eventually.
@blackestQuasar By the way, excellent show, my dear. I had of course no doubts in your success. Best of luck in all future endeavors.
Thank you, dearest Doctor. I intend to have a lot of fun now that the threat of being tracked down is mitigated.
Oh, but that ring will never cease haunting me.
I am grateful I lack ears.
This is information that has been freely available to anyone for a very long time.
If I were a Sonic character, I believe I would be Dr. Starline. I am sharing this because I can.
When the clock strikes twelve tonight, the quality of posting on this website shall plummet once more.
Midnight for which of the rest of us so I can line up my favorite zingers.
It will be the specific midnight I speak of in four hours and twenty minutes.
You people have to stop encouraging him.
Posts like those. Times like these. The more and more I understand. Oh, the more I understand.