Yup! The club now has a brand new shiny Discord for those of us whom still love Shane Ackers "9" and the stitchpunks but don't really like staying stationary on Devientart anymore since its change over to Eclipse. Which is fair. So, please feel free to come and join us over at the new server. Bring your friends! Make some friends! Just come on over and have yourself a smashing time. ^^ I will warn that it is a new server however and I don't have the booster on it yet so the server is very simple in its layout so far. But if it goes over well than I'm sure it'll get boosted soon enough. ;3 Hopefully see ya there. https://discord.gg/rzByFpqems
Reflections (9 Fanfiction) by Celestial-Rainstorm, literature
Literature
Reflections (9 Fanfiction)
"You mean....never?" 7's voice carried the tone of surprise as she looked up. Her burlap companion continued to gently run the cloth over the cracked bulb of the light staff, cleaning the dust and grime away. At her question, 9 shrugged, shaking his head. "I don't remember...I mean, I saw the Scientist's blueprints of, well, me. And, y'know, glances in puddles and stuff. but I don't think I've ever seen me. Like, my actual reflection." He gave a slight tilt of the head, offering a nonchalant smile. "Was just a thought." 7 blinked again. They'd just been sharing a quiet, calm conversation, merely enjoying one another's company while the female stitchpunk took a whetstone to her staff, her mate meticulously cleaning his own. But this needed rectifying. Setting her blade down beside her, she got to her feet and clasped 9's forearm tightly, pulling him to his feet. "Come here. C'mon," 7 said with a chuckle, pulling on 9's arm and laughing at his bewildered expression. He stumbled after
