'I can only imagine. As you are not human yourself, it is not quite so frowned upon. But I have heard that well-prepared human flesh can be a delicacy. My dinner party guests loved it, until they were told what it was. You would like the brains of my victims, wouldn't you?'
Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
Archon watches, face blank. It seems unable to be able to comprehend how to comfort someone in pain. “I’m sorry, Soldier. I am trying. This is.. out of my realm.”
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"Its better you just keep to hallways that are lit." He said "If they are lit, then the SCP's in them might be weaker in the light than in the darkness." He began to explain "But if you need to know which numbers to avoid, simply ask." he said "Some people here are nice."
He takes out a pen and paper. “Which numbers? And what do they do?”
"173, dont look away from. Always keep a buddy near." He said and counted on his fingers "189 is an infection, dont breathe it in. Keep a gas mask handy.."
Kai jots all of this down. “Is this from personal experience? I.. probably would have died if I had encountered any of them.”
"This is from what has happened to my men." He said "But O5 doesnt like to get rid of Silencers that easily so they keep reviving us." he chuckles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
'I can only imagine. As you are not human yourself, it is not quite so frowned upon. But I have heard that well-prepared human flesh can be a delicacy. My dinner party guests loved it, until they were told what it was. You would like the brains of my victims, wouldn't you?'
“Oh yes. Your method of mental torture should be an art form, Cato.”
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Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Archon watches, face blank. It seems unable to be able to comprehend how to comfort someone in pain. “I’m sorry, Soldier. I am trying. This is.. out of my realm.”
"This is from what has happened to my men." He said "But O5 doesnt like to get rid of Silencers that easily so they keep reviving us." he chuckles.
“Silencers? What are those?”
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Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
"Ohhh Archon!" she hissed and wiped herself off with a clean towel "That filled with blood, grit, and god knows how many diseases you may carry"
“Oh no, the poor Doctor afraid of blood and disease.” It hums sarcastically, making a small chuffing laughing sound.
"Dont make me leave you in here and break out contract" she teases
“Finish this humiliation, Doctor. This water is.. getting cold.” It splashes around a bit in the tub.
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Archon watches, face blank. It seems unable to be able to comprehend how to comfort someone in pain. “I’m sorry, Soldier. I am trying. This is.. out of my realm.”
"kill...me..."
“I will not. Do not throw away your life.”
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Archon watches, face blank. It seems unable to be able to comprehend how to comfort someone in pain. “I’m sorry, Soldier. I am trying. This is.. out of my realm.”
"This is from what has happened to my men." He said "But O5 doesnt like to get rid of Silencers that easily so they keep reviving us." he chuckles.
“Silencers? What are those?”
"Assassins' that take care of those who wont shut up about the Foundation." he said and chuckled "You got soldiers here, we are the ones that take care of those who try and extort the Foundation."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
he mumbles in finnish and moves aside.
"No no no.." She said and held him steady by the shoulders "Talk to me."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
'I can only imagine. As you are not human yourself, it is not quite so frowned upon. But I have heard that well-prepared human flesh can be a delicacy. My dinner party guests loved it, until they were told what it was. You would like the brains of my victims, wouldn't you?'
“Oh yes. Your method of mental torture should be an art form, Cato.”
'Oh, you are so right. Shame such an art would be banned, no gallery would dare to show it. Except the internet, of course. Many times have I broadcast my little experiments. Say, if we get out of here, we could cooperate. You would be more than welcome to work alongside me and get your share of the hearts and brains'
Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
he mumbles in finnish and moves aside.
"No no no.." She said and held him steady by the shoulders "Talk to me."
Anasta sat in the medical sector of the Site-72 building, repairing stitches on her missing arm. The prosthetic sat beside her on a medical bed as if it were the patient. She bit the string and pulled it so the skin around her arm shut again, she winced a bit at the pain that came along with it.
Jedidiah was making his daily rounds down the D-Class hallways, humming to himself. He would, unconsciously sometimes, run his thumb over his silver bracelet or spin a rifle bullet through his gloved fingers.
035, thankful that Sam had brought it a new body, was sitting behind a glass wall in front of a new researcher who dared walk into its cell. It tapped its fingers impatiently on the table where the guards had set it, deciding how it would be best to kill this fool.
The is singing in Finnish from nearby
Anasta raises an eyebrow and follows the noise
The singing is coming from a closet.
She tris the handle to no avail. She knocks a bit. "Hello...?"
The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
he mumbles in finnish and moves aside.
"No no no.." She said and held him steady by the shoulders "Talk to me."
"....i almost....beat a d-class to death...."
She looks up, her eyes flashing concern. "Why did you do that?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Thomas. Look at me and tell me everything you have to live for.”
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'I can only imagine. As you are not human yourself, it is not quite so frowned upon. But I have heard that well-prepared human flesh can be a delicacy. My dinner party guests loved it, until they were told what it was. You would like the brains of my victims, wouldn't you?'
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The door opens and shows a hollowed eyed thomas
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Archon watches, face blank. It seems unable to be able to comprehend how to comfort someone in pain. “I’m sorry, Soldier. I am trying. This is.. out of my realm.”
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"This is from what has happened to my men." He said "But O5 doesnt like to get rid of Silencers that easily so they keep reviving us." he chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Dont make me leave you in here and break out contract" she teases
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Oh yes. Your method of mental torture should be an art form, Cato.”
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"Thomas?" she asked, surprised but somehow she knew. "Are you ok?..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"kill...me..."
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“Silencers? What are those?”
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he mumbles in finnish and moves aside.
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“Finish this humiliation, Doctor. This water is.. getting cold.” It splashes around a bit in the tub.
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“I will not. Do not throw away your life.”
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".....please..."
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"Assassins' that take care of those who wont shut up about the Foundation." he said and chuckled "You got soldiers here, we are the ones that take care of those who try and extort the Foundation."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"No no no.." She said and held him steady by the shoulders "Talk to me."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Oh, you are so right. Shame such an art would be banned, no gallery would dare to show it. Except the internet, of course. Many times have I broadcast my little experiments. Say, if we get out of here, we could cooperate. You would be more than welcome to work alongside me and get your share of the hearts and brains'
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"yes yes, calm yourself there doggy." she said and chuckled, drying off Archon in a towel.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"....i almost....beat a d-class to death...."
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She looks up, her eyes flashing concern. "Why did you do that?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Thomas. Look at me and tell me everything you have to live for.”
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