Ryan jeers at them from his cell. "Whats wrong Doc? 05 do something again?"
"RAISA just locked me out of one of my own documents." He says angrily.
"Thats what you get working for these ████."
"It's so frustrating. I come back this morning and half my stuff is covered in black lines."
Ryan laughs.
"My friend in IT says he could try to help me out, but I doubt it'll work."
"Redaction sucks, doesn't it."
"Yeah, well, hopefully, it won't be permanent."
"Probably will be."
"Well, I can always hope..." he shakes your hand, "Nice to meet ya, the name's Ryan. Well, I better get back to assessing the damage." he walks back to the office
"Heh. We have the same name....this could be useful."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Ryan jeers at them from his cell. "Whats wrong Doc? 05 do something again?"
"RAISA just locked me out of one of my own documents." He says angrily.
"Thats what you get working for these ████."
"It's so frustrating. I come back this morning and half my stuff is covered in black lines."
Ryan laughs.
"My friend in IT says he could try to help me out, but I doubt it'll work."
"Redaction sucks, doesn't it."
"Yeah, well, hopefully, it won't be permanent."
"Probably will be."
"Well, I can always hope..." he shakes your hand, "Nice to meet ya, the name's Ryan. Well, I better get back to assessing the damage." he walks back to the office
"Heh. We have the same name....this could be useful."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Ryan jeers at them from his cell. "Whats wrong Doc? 05 do something again?"
"RAISA just locked me out of one of my own documents." He says angrily.
"Thats what you get working for these ████."
"It's so frustrating. I come back this morning and half my stuff is covered in black lines."
Ryan laughs.
"My friend in IT says he could try to help me out, but I doubt it'll work."
"Redaction sucks, doesn't it."
"Yeah, well, hopefully, it won't be permanent."
"Probably will be."
"Well, I can always hope..." he shakes your hand, "Nice to meet ya, the name's Ryan. Well, I better get back to assessing the damage." he walks back to the office
"Heh. We have the same name....this could be useful."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 6 Damage: 10
He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 6 Damage: 10
He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
Thomas doesn't appear. *Filing systems are his worst nightmare*
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 6 Damage: 10
He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
Thomas doesn't appear. *Filing systems are his worst nightmare*
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 6 Damage: 10
He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
Thomas doesn't appear. *Filing systems are his worst nightmare*
Ryans continues to try to get out of her grip.
STR: 22
*P F T-*
He is able to pry himself from the headlock. She narrows her eyes and stands against the door, blocking his way.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She chuckles "I suppose another good reason to have you here then." she said and extended a hand "Researcher Anasta, Pleasure to meet you."
"I know you hate it but O5 says its gotta happen." she says and pulls out her keycard, scanning it, then walking in.
"MTF Task Force Epsilon-11. Call me Thomas." he says, shaking her hand.
"05 shmo 5." he says, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Pleasure to meet you Thomas." She says and walks inside the D-Classes cell.
"Dont be rude." She says and flips through her papers.
Thomas stands guard outside.
Ryan lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah sure. Dont be rude to the [1GP] that took me away from my family."
"You knew why you were taken." She said and narrowed her eyes "Its not my job to care but i do. Now please fill out the test." She passes a piece of paper and a pencil to him.
He takes it and looks down at the paper, twirling his pencil.
She stands up and goes to the door, knocking twice. "Thomas, can you quickly deliver something to room 809 for me. Ill be fine on my own."
Thomas opens the door. "Sure." he then holds out his hand for whatever it is.
She hands him her clipboard and a few papers. "Thank you so much." she says gratefully. She turns back to the d-class and sits down in a chair.
Thomas takes the papers and leaves. Ryan watches him leave, his test still blank except for his name.
"Please complete this Ryan." She said and gestured to the paper.
"This is so stupidddddddd." he grumbles.
"You may feel that, but this is for your benefit." she said and smiled warmly "Its better to get this done."
Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 6 Damage: 10
He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
Thomas doesn't appear. *Filing systems are his worst nightmare*
Ryans continues to try to get out of her grip.
STR: 22
*P F T-*
He is able to pry himself from the headlock. She narrows her eyes and stands against the door, blocking his way.
His eyes are still hollow as he says, "I just wanna go home. Let me go back home....to my family...my dogs..."
"Heh. We have the same name....this could be useful."
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Ryan slumps in his chair and eyes the door.
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"Ryan. Please get this done. If you do not get this done today, your meals could be limited to only one a day."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*oooo, scp?*
Ryan stands up very suddenly and rushes the door, trying to get out.
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He finds a arm around his throat. It tightens as Anasta puts him a headlock, tightening ever so slightly. "I had a feeling you would try that."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*wait really, total accident lol*
* this looks fun. I know a bit of SCPs. How do I join? *
I play a lot of characters
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"let me go!" he snarls, stabbing at her with his pencil.
Attack: 12 Damage: 5
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He ends up flailing around, missing her entirely. She grips the pencil in his hand and rips it away, still managing to hold him in a headlock. She rams herself against the door a bit "I doubt he's back... THOMAS! I GOTTA ISSUE!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thomas doesn't appear. *Filing systems are his worst nightmare*
Ryans continues to try to get out of her grip.
STR: 19
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* can I be scp 999 *
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
A guard down the hall hears this and runs over
*P F T-*
He is able to pry himself from the headlock. She narrows her eyes and stands against the door, blocking his way.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Hey, you want to punish Ryan? I'd be happy to help. Been looking for a mind to break'
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The guard knocks on the door,
"Whats going on in there?!"
His eyes are still hollow as he says, "I just wanna go home. Let me go back home....to my family...my dogs..."
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A bunch of obscenities come out of the door.
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The guard comes in, tazer in hand