'I can speak into your mind, yes. But don't worry, I can't hurt you, not through mind contact alone. Unless your mind is exceptionally weak, or course'
'I can speak into your mind, yes. But don't worry, I can't hurt you, not through mind contact alone. Unless your mind is exceptionally weak, or course'
“Shouldn’t be, I’m quite intellectual.”
She erases part of her notes and scribbles something in its place.
'That's good. An intellectual. Hard-headed. Pragmatic. Perhaps lacking a conscience. Good for you. A conscience is so often the crack that I can exploit'
A person in D-class clothing is sleeping in an SCP containment room. His arm is futuristic in nature.
A keradid is painting a mural in the hallway, with a creature, resembling an octopus but with a halo made of eyes, resting in its lap.
A green haired researcher is taking her twelve cup of coffee today as she looks through files.
A guard approaches the researcher, panicking
”H-Hey miss, one of the SCPs we just captured is acting up, and is trying to lash out at the nearby guards.”
She sighs. “Name?”
“Uhm.. we think it was 053, but we haven’t had the time to research her yet. She freaked out when one of the new personnel commented on her face.”
“053 is in containment at another facility. Is she still in her cell?
“She is. She doesn’t have the ability to escape from it yet, and is scratching at anything that comes close. She should be able be calmed down, but I don’t think we need 163 to do it.”
*163 is a custom one that looks like a mouse. It is quite docile and whenever it sings, it calms nearby creatures, and effects them the way morphine does.*
'That's good. An intellectual. Hard-headed. Pragmatic. Perhaps lacking a conscience. Good for you. A conscience is so often the crack that I can exploit'
“I’m trained to deal with mental stress, that’s why I was chosen for this job in the first place.”
She looks at the creature with curiosity, but knows to stay away from it.
A person in D-class clothing is sleeping in an SCP containment room. His arm is futuristic in nature.
A keradid is painting a mural in the hallway, with a creature, resembling an octopus but with a halo made of eyes, resting in its lap.
A green haired researcher is taking her twelve cup of coffee today as she looks through files.
A guard approaches the researcher, panicking
”H-Hey miss, one of the SCPs we just captured is acting up, and is trying to lash out at the nearby guards.”
She sighs. “Name?”
“Uhm.. we think it was 053, but we haven’t had the time to research her yet. She freaked out when one of the new personnel commented on her face.”
“053 is in containment at another facility. Is she still in her cell?
“She is. She doesn’t have the ability to escape from it yet, and is scratching at anything that comes close. She should be able be calmed down, but I don’t think we need 163 to do it.”
*163 is a custom one that looks like a mouse. It is quite docile and whenever it sings, it calms nearby creatures, and effects them the way morphine does.*
She takes a sharp breath and stands up, heading for the door, opening it to reveal an emerald green portal. “I will go see for myself. You will be my security. Follow.” She steps through the portal.
A person in D-class clothing is sleeping in an SCP containment room. His arm is futuristic in nature.
A keradid is painting a mural in the hallway, with a creature, resembling an octopus but with a halo made of eyes, resting in its lap.
A green haired researcher is taking her twelve cup of coffee today as she looks through files.
A guard approaches the researcher, panicking
”H-Hey miss, one of the SCPs we just captured is acting up, and is trying to lash out at the nearby guards.”
She sighs. “Name?”
“Uhm.. we think it was 053, but we haven’t had the time to research her yet. She freaked out when one of the new personnel commented on her face.”
“053 is in containment at another facility. Is she still in her cell?
“She is. She doesn’t have the ability to escape from it yet, and is scratching at anything that comes close. She should be able be calmed down, but I don’t think we need 163 to do it.”
*163 is a custom one that looks like a mouse. It is quite docile and whenever it sings, it calms nearby creatures, and effects them the way morphine does.*
She takes a sharp breath and stands up, heading for the door, opening it to reveal an emerald green portal. “I will go see for myself. You will be my security. Follow.” She steps through the portal.
The guard follows her.
Sooner or later, they find themselves near a cell more like a jail cell than one typically built in one of these sites. The construction company apparently wasn’t following the blueprints closely enough.
SCP 053 appears to be a pale woman in her mid 20s, but you don’t get a good look at her face, so she doesn’t get more enraged. She is flailing at a nearby guard, who appears to have some scratches in his uniform from the woman’s nails.
Sooner or later, they find themselves near a cell more like a jail cell than one typically built in one of these sites. The construction company apparently wasn’t following the blueprints closely enough.
SCP 053 appears to be a pale woman in her mid 20s, but you don’t get a good look at her face, so she doesn’t get more enraged. She is flailing at a nearby guard, who appears to have some scratches in his uniform from the woman’s nails.
“Back away, all of you.” She puts on a pair of glasses and approaches the supposed 053. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
A non-binary girl about 14 years old looks into the cell.
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Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
A researcher approaches the cell, and looks at the creature with curiousity.
She mumbles to herself, “Anomaly looks stronger after terminating both the rat and D-Class, interesting.”
*what name would you like for it? Like SCP 155 for example*
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*that would work! I don't mind on the name really, I'm not into SCP*
The creature turns towards her. 'You are correct. But I would hardly take credit for the terminating'
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She looks up from her clipboard and pauses.
”You can talk?” She asks as she scribbles something down on her paper.
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'I can speak into your mind, yes. But don't worry, I can't hurt you, not through mind contact alone. Unless your mind is exceptionally weak, or course'
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“053 is in containment at another facility. Is she still in her cell?
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“Shouldn’t be, I’m quite intellectual.”
She erases part of her notes and scribbles something in its place.
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'That's good. An intellectual. Hard-headed. Pragmatic. Perhaps lacking a conscience. Good for you. A conscience is so often the crack that I can exploit'
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"Is who still in her cell?"
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Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
“She is. She doesn’t have the ability to escape from it yet, and is scratching at anything that comes close. She should be able be calmed down, but I don’t think we need 163 to do it.”
*163 is a custom one that looks like a mouse. It is quite docile and whenever it sings, it calms nearby creatures, and effects them the way morphine does.*
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“I’m trained to deal with mental stress, that’s why I was chosen for this job in the first place.”
She looks at the creature with curiosity, but knows to stay away from it.
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'They chose you well then. It takes a monster to work with monsters, don't you think?'
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She takes a sharp breath and stands up, heading for the door, opening it to reveal an emerald green portal. “I will go see for myself. You will be my security. Follow.” She steps through the portal.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
the girl looks at the creature and slowly reaches towards the door handle.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
The guard follows her.
Sooner or later, they find themselves near a cell more like a jail cell than one typically built in one of these sites. The construction company apparently wasn’t following the blueprints closely enough.
SCP 053 appears to be a pale woman in her mid 20s, but you don’t get a good look at her face, so she doesn’t get more enraged. She is flailing at a nearby guard, who appears to have some scratches in his uniform from the woman’s nails.
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“Mhm.. so 155, how long have you had these powers? To cause extreme bleeding upon contact with others, to be specific.”
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the girl opens the cell door that the creature is in
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
an E-11 operative arrives on site
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“Back away, all of you.” She puts on a pair of glasses and approaches the supposed 053. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A few armed guards approach, with their leader being a bearded man without a helmet.
”What’s your clearance? This is a restricted area.”
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