Carlos travels through countless worlds without any goal or destination until he finds a small pocket radio. Now all he wants is to see the face to which this beautiful voice belongs. or Cecil gives a lost scientist hope

Carlos comes home to see Cecil and Esteban Playing Floor is Lava. Prompt:Imagine your OTP has a child/children. Imagine person A of your OTP standing on a chair,sofa, or balancing between armest with kid(s) in their arms. Person B walks in asking what their are doing. Both person A and the kid both cry frantically, " The Floor is Lava!"

Given the chance, Carlos doesn't know that he'd do it again. Leaving night vale hurt, it hurt so much, almost killing him in the process. (((Run Carlos, Run.)))

For his listeners, cecil has called back to a story about carlos before he met cecil

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One just wants to find her dad, one just wants to go home, one wants revenge on the person who wronged him. Welcome to Night Vale...

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Night Vale fan fic featuring original characters as well as canon ones. Valerie, a surveillance agent from a vague yet menacing government agency, is stationed in the black van across the street from Max (an adjunct professor of copywriting at Night Vale Community College) and around the corner from Cecil the Community Radio Host and Carlos the Scientist. Later, a heist occurs.

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Carlos est coincé dans l'autre monde désertique et est trop préoccupé par des questions scientifiques pour réaliser à quel point il manque à son petit ami. Ceci, lui, se retrouve submergé par son anxiété, un sentiment d'isolation croissant et son insatisfaction grandissante envers Night Vale.

Carlos is a new employee of a shadowy world government agency, and his boss what's him to do a report on a specimen that just arrived. He didn't expect the specimen to have three eyes, or such a good voice. A story based very loosely on Silence of the lambs. Very. Cecil is to cuddly and sweet to be Hannibal.

This is a story about Cecil Palmer, myself, and how I helped the aspiring and beautifully perfect scientist Carlos understand the oddities of the town of Night Vale. A story that I tell to you listeners. A story about the power of Huntokar and what it does to me. This is my podcast, welcome listeners, Welcome to Night Vale.

With the arival of the Pilot and his passengers came a danger that the citizens of Night Vale had never seen. Carlos is resalute in protecting his husband and their secret. There has to be a way to resolve this. Some kine of scientific solution. But... there might not be anything science could do. No this time, it would take love. The kind of love that only a parent could give.

Cecil had been trying very hard to not let the voices overwhelm him, but everyone had their limits.

A man willing to do anything to bring back the love of his life, even if it means going to an ancient lost island with his brother in law...

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A city-state with beautiful landscapes, bustling streets, and where dead people are always watching. Welcome... to New Albion.

It is one thing to know something is going to happen. It is another entirely to experience it.

He doesn't know his name anymore, but he doesn't think there's anybody out there who really cares what his name is, so what does it matter? And then there's Carlos.

It was raining when Carlos arrived back in Night Vale. He didn't know made Night Vale let him in, when it had previously shut him out, but he did know one thing: There is someone who needs all of his attention right now.

"Where's Carlos?" He didn't mean for it to come out as a whisper. "How's your stomach feeling?" The man asked, turning to Cecil like he hadn't spoken. Cecil crawled backwards on the bed, fumbling over the edge of it. "Where am I?" He couldn't get enough air to his lungs, but every breath he did manage brought that smell, that rotting smell. He knew where he was.

When he was a boy, Carlos found an old well. When he was a boy, his father died. Now, as an adult, he has found his way to Night Vale, where a strange man who seems to know everything about him lives. What does he want, and will Carlos live to find out? (crossposted on wattpad)

No one wants to tackle the pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen. Luckily Cecil has a plan.