| @font-face { | |
| font-family: "Pixelated MS Sans Serif"; | |
| src: url(https://unpkg.com/[email protected]/dist/ms_sans_serif.woff) format("woff"); | |
| src: url(https://unpkg.com/[email protected]/dist/ms_sans_serif.woff2) format("woff2"); | |
| font-weight: 400; | |
| font-style: normal; | |
| } | |
| @font-face { | |
| font-family:"Pixelated MS Sans Serif";src:url(https://unpkg.com/[email protected]/dist/ms_sans_serif_bold.woff) format("woff");src:url(https://unpkg.com/[email protected]/dist/ms_sans_serif_bold.woff2) format("woff2");font-weight:700;font-style:normal; |
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| * * | |
| * Name: scrapbook-css.css * | |
| * Description: Anthony's Hack Club Scrapbook CSS * | |
| * Date: June 20, 2020 * | |
| * Created by: Anthony Kung * | |
| * Business URL: https://hailiga.org/anthonykung * | |
| * Author URL: https://anthonykung.com * | |
| * * | |
| **************************************************/ |
What the hell just happened? That was all Triceracop kept thinking as he clenched a gloved hand against his throat. It didn't stop the blood from pulsing between his fingers. Already a shockingly wide pool had formed in the dirt next to his face. He was on the ground somehow. Although he couldn't see the gash, the pain told him the wound was deep. He rolled onto his back and stared up at a stretch of spotless blue sky.
His usually methodical mind sped frantically through the possibilities—like
