The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
"Thank you." he says, preparing the needles. "And you can always squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?" he says, carefully taking blood from Alexander first.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
"Thank you." he says, preparing the needles. "And you can always squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?" he says, carefully taking blood from Alexander first.
Alexander flinches when the needle goes into his wrist but he doesn’t pull away, the blood looking like it’s mixed with the flames he creates. He waits patiently for Zack to finish, just as silent as always.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
"Thank you." he says, preparing the needles. "And you can always squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?" he says, carefully taking blood from Alexander first.
Alexander flinches when the needle goes into his wrist but he doesn’t pull away, the blood looking like it’s mixed with the flames he creates. He waits patiently for Zack to finish, just as silent as always.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
The door creaks open as a Junior researcher named Zack walks in. He smiles kindly at them both, his green eyes showing compassion.
Zack can see the burning corpse of a D class in the corner, Anthony’s flames all over the body. They both stand up as their flames disappear from their bodies. They run over and hug Zack “Hi Zack!” They say in unison.
He hugs them both. "Hey kiddos. What happened with that D-Class?"
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
"Thank you." he says, preparing the needles. "And you can always squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?" he says, carefully taking blood from Alexander first.
Alexander flinches when the needle goes into his wrist but he doesn’t pull away, the blood looking like it’s mixed with the flames he creates. He waits patiently for Zack to finish, just as silent as always.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
Anasta, a Caucasian woman with long blonde hair walks up to the cell. She has a preputial frown on her face, her icy blue eyes challenging anyone to defy her. She wears the signature white coat with the logo and her rank. A clip board clutched in hand. She talks to the guards for a moment before they let her in.
The two kids stand up, the flames along their bodies extinguishing as they both run to hug Anasta. She can see a burning corpse covered in void flames in the corner of the room. The two kids hug her, the one with white fire speaking “Ms. An! The bad guards let a man in orange(D class) attack Anthony(Black fire child). Then they hit him they suddenly looked like Anthony until they fell over.”
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
*I've decided to make Zack very compassionate toward the SCP's. Treating them with respect and not like specimens.*
He draws their blood and removes the needle. He wipes the wound clean and places a bandaid on it. "Alright. Good job you two." he says, packing his kit. He then digs in his coat pocket and pulls out a piece of candy for them both. "Don't tell Miss. An about this, okay?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
*I've decided to make Zack very compassionate toward the SCP's. Treating them with respect and not like specimens.*
He draws their blood and removes the needle. He wipes the wound clean and places a bandaid on it. "Alright. Good job you two." he says, packing his kit. He then digs in his coat pocket and pulls out a piece of candy for them both. "Don't tell Miss. An about this, okay?"
They smile wide as they take the wrappers off their pieces of candy “Thank you so much Mr Zack, we won’t tell Miss. An, you’re our friend.” Alexander says as they both sit back down in their near empty room, some fire proof toys across the room.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
*I've decided to make Zack very compassionate toward the SCP's. Treating them with respect and not like specimens.*
He draws their blood and removes the needle. He wipes the wound clean and places a bandaid on it. "Alright. Good job you two." he says, packing his kit. He then digs in his coat pocket and pulls out a piece of candy for them both. "Don't tell Miss. An about this, okay?"
They smile wide as they take the wrappers off their pieces of candy “Thank you so much Mr Zack, we won’t tell Miss. An, you’re our friend.” Alexander says as they both sit back down in their near empty room, some fire proof toys across the room.
He smiles. "Of course. I'll be back later, okay? I have some paperwork to do."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
*I've decided to make Zack very compassionate toward the SCP's. Treating them with respect and not like specimens.*
He draws their blood and removes the needle. He wipes the wound clean and places a bandaid on it. "Alright. Good job you two." he says, packing his kit. He then digs in his coat pocket and pulls out a piece of candy for them both. "Don't tell Miss. An about this, okay?"
They smile wide as they take the wrappers off their pieces of candy “Thank you so much Mr Zack, we won’t tell Miss. An, you’re our friend.” Alexander says as they both sit back down in their near empty room, some fire proof toys across the room.
He smiles. "Of course. I'll be back later, okay? I have some paperwork to do."
“See you then, love to see you Mr.Zack.” They says, before they turn away and the flames erupt once more.
Zack is in a lab, studying the blood samples he took, looking for anomalies in it compared to the last sample. He jots down things into a small notepad.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
The words of the Foundation. Secure. Contain. Protect. Unfortunately, some do not believe these should apply to the anomalies as well as the people outside. An example of this rests in their cell, sitting on the ground, where they sit, the sound of sizzling where they sit. The researchers outside of the cell can’t see much other than two figures, twins, sitting next to each other. ONe of them comforting the other, the slight sound of sobs being heard. The special thing about these two kids is… well they are near constantly on fire, one a fire of consuming void black, the other a flame of absolute blinding white. The blazing children, SCP-202-A & B
Anasta, a Caucasian woman with long blonde hair walks up to the cell. She has a preputial frown on her face, her icy blue eyes challenging anyone to defy her. She wears the signature white coat with the logo and her rank. A clip board clutched in hand. She talks to the guards for a moment before they let her in.
The two kids stand up, the flames along their bodies extinguishing as they both run to hug Anasta. She can see a burning corpse covered in void flames in the corner of the room. The two kids hug her, the one with white fire speaking “Ms. An! The bad guards let a man in orange(D class) attack Anthony(Black fire child). Then they hit him they suddenly looked like Anthony until they fell over.”
“The man in orange tried to attack Anthony. He suddenly started looking like Anthony when he’s sad, until he fell over and stopped moving. Like he was asleep.” Says the other, Alexander.
Zack nods. "Well we'll get him outta here as soon as we can." he says, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the cell. He sets down a small kit. "Well, I have to take your blood samples today, okay?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They both sit criss cross applesauce and look to the small kit, Anthony looks back up “You have to? But it hurts when you do, and Alexander doesn’t like needles, you know that.” They say, Alexander looking slightly distressed.
*I love doing a lab and ours didn't work properly :(*
"I know kiddo. But i'll try to get y'all candy afterwards. Okay? Maybe I can see if I can get a fire resistant toy for you guys as well." he says, a promise
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Anthony and Alexander smile “If you promise.” They hold out their arms, veins up, smiles on their face, knowing that Zack isn’t lying about what he’s going to try and do.
"Thank you." he says, preparing the needles. "And you can always squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?" he says, carefully taking blood from Alexander first.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Alexander flinches when the needle goes into his wrist but he doesn’t pull away, the blood looking like it’s mixed with the flames he creates. He waits patiently for Zack to finish, just as silent as always.
He gently removes the needle, gently patting their arm as he cleans the insert and puts a bandaid over it. He puts that needle away and gently puts the next one into Anthony's arm, drawing his blood.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Anthony seems much more hesitant to have the needle, but with the comfort from Zack and his twin brother they hold out their arm as the needle goes in, their eyes completely closed.
*hopefully this does better than mine lol*
*Wendigo. Wanna continue?*
*I've decided to make Zack very compassionate toward the SCP's. Treating them with respect and not like specimens.*
He draws their blood and removes the needle. He wipes the wound clean and places a bandaid on it. "Alright. Good job you two." he says, packing his kit. He then digs in his coat pocket and pulls out a piece of candy for them both. "Don't tell Miss. An about this, okay?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*You should join up :]*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They smile wide as they take the wrappers off their pieces of candy “Thank you so much Mr Zack, we won’t tell Miss. An, you’re our friend.” Alexander says as they both sit back down in their near empty room, some fire proof toys across the room.
He smiles. "Of course. I'll be back later, okay? I have some paperwork to do."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“See you then, love to see you Mr.Zack.” They says, before they turn away and the flames erupt once more.
Zack is in a lab, studying the blood samples he took, looking for anomalies in it compared to the last sample. He jots down things into a small notepad.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
dis is cool
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
<So do you play as an SCP or a facility member or part of The Serpent's Hand?>
<I like SCP 6128.>
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