Hourly Sinclair 🐣
@dailysinclair.bsky.social
quotes and images of sinclair from limbus company. posts once per hour
Wait, what's… that? There's something there, something tall.
February 18, 2026 at 11:57 AM
Wait, what's… that? There's something there, something tall.
I'll chop you down… along with the trees.
February 18, 2026 at 10:56 AM
I'll chop you down… along with the trees.
Yeah, I think I learned about it in school. It's usually some kind of powerful acid…
That… dissolves everything it touches…
That… dissolves everything it touches…
February 18, 2026 at 9:56 AM
Yeah, I think I learned about it in school. It's usually some kind of powerful acid…
That… dissolves everything it touches…
That… dissolves everything it touches…
Stabilizing output… there!
February 18, 2026 at 8:56 AM
Stabilizing output… there!
I became the center of conversation in a split second. I can feel the stimulated eyes of the other kids in class drawn to me.
February 18, 2026 at 7:55 AM
I became the center of conversation in a split second. I can feel the stimulated eyes of the other kids in class drawn to me.
I should light more candles. If it's too dark… you won't see well in the night.
February 18, 2026 at 6:56 AM
I should light more candles. If it's too dark… you won't see well in the night.
→ …Right! W-When we were fighting the Abnormality, didn't she break a huge cup or something like that? I think she's been like this since then…
February 18, 2026 at 4:55 AM
→ …Right! W-When we were fighting the Abnormality, didn't she break a huge cup or something like that? I think she's been like this since then…
🐣: …If that's all we find at the end of this, his corpse… Ishmael…
🐣: I… don't think I could forgive…
⛪️: Ha… who, me?
🐣: No. Us. We who… didn't even try to save them.
🐣: I… don't think I could forgive…
⛪️: Ha… who, me?
🐣: No. Us. We who… didn't even try to save them.
February 18, 2026 at 3:56 AM
🐣: …If that's all we find at the end of this, his corpse… Ishmael…
🐣: I… don't think I could forgive…
⛪️: Ha… who, me?
🐣: No. Us. We who… didn't even try to save them.
🐣: I… don't think I could forgive…
⛪️: Ha… who, me?
🐣: No. Us. We who… didn't even try to save them.
Oh… This might not be a good time to attack. We should try to avoid their attention… I think.
February 18, 2026 at 2:56 AM
Oh… This might not be a good time to attack. We should try to avoid their attention… I think.
Sinclair's writhing on the floor was the only sound breaking the silence.
February 18, 2026 at 1:56 AM
Sinclair's writhing on the floor was the only sound breaking the silence.
Superiority was pretty damn sweet.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
February 18, 2026 at 12:55 AM
Superiority was pretty damn sweet.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
Yeah… Look, here's a conversation log with 'Hod', the Sephirah of the Training Team. Looks like she started off pretty rough, but managed to avoid making things hostile in the office…
February 17, 2026 at 11:56 PM
Yeah… Look, here's a conversation log with 'Hod', the Sephirah of the Training Team. Looks like she started off pretty rough, but managed to avoid making things hostile in the office…
To be exact, I think she's asking… "When the hell are we going in?"
February 17, 2026 at 9:56 PM
To be exact, I think she's asking… "When the hell are we going in?"
🐣: Whistles…
🪓: Sinclair, what are you talking about?
🐣: You heard the whistles! Right at the end… Faintly…
🪓: Sinclair, what are you talking about?
🐣: You heard the whistles! Right at the end… Faintly…
February 17, 2026 at 7:56 PM
🐣: Whistles…
🪓: Sinclair, what are you talking about?
🐣: You heard the whistles! Right at the end… Faintly…
🪓: Sinclair, what are you talking about?
🐣: You heard the whistles! Right at the end… Faintly…
Superiority was pretty damn sweet.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
February 17, 2026 at 6:55 PM
Superiority was pretty damn sweet.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
I guess I was driven by a depraved craving for attention.
My family died because of me…
I said stuff I really shouldn't have…
I said stuff I really shouldn't have…
February 17, 2026 at 4:55 PM
My family died because of me…
I said stuff I really shouldn't have…
I said stuff I really shouldn't have…
I… I just got an upset stomach. Sorry.
February 17, 2026 at 3:56 PM
I… I just got an upset stomach. Sorry.
(It would be wise to have someone else take the child's E.G.O off before it corrodes him further, but it doesn't look like the organization he belongs to will be eager to do so considering the excellent compatibility and results he's been showing.)
February 17, 2026 at 2:56 PM
(It would be wise to have someone else take the child's E.G.O off before it corrodes him further, but it doesn't look like the organization he belongs to will be eager to do so considering the excellent compatibility and results he's been showing.)
I let my reluctance hold me back when it mattered most. It's my fault.
February 17, 2026 at 1:56 PM
I let my reluctance hold me back when it mattered most. It's my fault.
"I care not whether I am to emerge the victor or the loser of this battle."
"Yet… O Don Quixote, should thee meet my challenge in a fair duel…"
"I promise thee. That in thy hands I shall present what thou seekest most."
"Yet… O Don Quixote, should thee meet my challenge in a fair duel…"
"I promise thee. That in thy hands I shall present what thou seekest most."
February 17, 2026 at 11:56 AM
"I care not whether I am to emerge the victor or the loser of this battle."
"Yet… O Don Quixote, should thee meet my challenge in a fair duel…"
"I promise thee. That in thy hands I shall present what thou seekest most."
"Yet… O Don Quixote, should thee meet my challenge in a fair duel…"
"I promise thee. That in thy hands I shall present what thou seekest most."
Salutations… I've been told that this is… where I'll stir with entertainment.
February 17, 2026 at 10:56 AM
Salutations… I've been told that this is… where I'll stir with entertainment.
A natural and unchanging world that belonged to me. My world.
That world began to feel alienating one day… The day when my sister sat at that table after her prosthetic transformation was complete.
That world began to feel alienating one day… The day when my sister sat at that table after her prosthetic transformation was complete.
February 17, 2026 at 9:55 AM
A natural and unchanging world that belonged to me. My world.
That world began to feel alienating one day… The day when my sister sat at that table after her prosthetic transformation was complete.
That world began to feel alienating one day… The day when my sister sat at that table after her prosthetic transformation was complete.