Magic8Ball04's Compendium of the Continuously Macabre
rating: +20+x

You unlock this door with the key of imagination
Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind
You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas
You’ve just crossed over into
My Author Page

So, this is embarrassing. Bet you expected some super clinical and revelatory page, huh? Well, now that you're here…

An uncomfortable silence fills my massive mansion overlooking the people of urban Nebraska.

My seventh servant stumbles into the room and sweatily smiles "They're all here, sir!" They hand me a freshly minted collection of SCP articles. I sift through them, quite disappointed in some of them. "Sue?" I call to the receding back of the maid, "Maybe next time you could get something a little more… satisfactory?". As she leaves the open door reveals several goblins, hard-at-work typing feverishly in less-than-acceptable working conditions.

I spread the articles on the table and quite a few of them are immediately devoured by the floor mice, but some of them stay resilient and remain still on the table.

Pelicans Three-
My first and unnecessarily long SCP about the quiet but nice kid, the dick, and the babie(TM), but they're all talking pelicans looking for greater meaning and an old lady.
P.S. If you recognize the title reference you're a real one.

And He Rose Again With a Third Leg-
I'm actually really proud of this one and I'm sort of gauging my success on any further articles by this one. It's about a nice vacation a malformed child and his mother have where the kid was definitely not drowned by his mother and reincarnated to seek unwitting revenge on her. Nice read, will not ruin your tea and triscuit.

Your Indoor Neighbor-
I get it. Good idea, bad presentation. Should I fix it? Yes. Will I? Yeah, but like, let me finish other stuff first.

Unless otherwise stated, the content of this page is licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 License