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  • This is an SCP RP. Yes, it will have Mamono which will be a recently discovered SCP and there will also be other SCP. I did make a summary of what the SCP Foundation is but... uh... I accidentally deleted it... which pissed me off and since I'm not going through the trouble of rewriting, I'll link the introduction page to it. The only link you really should look over is the classes one and read up on what you'd be doing as those classes. Pick one of those. You will most likely get a quick understanding of what going down by just going along in the RP.

    http://www.scp-wiki.net/about-the-scp-foundation


    Researcher

    Security Officer

    Field Agent

    Class D

    Link for information on these classes and other classes that might show up in the RP. http://www.scp-wiki.net/security-clearance-levels

    Also a link to the different classes of SCP's.

    http://www.scp-wiki.net/object-classes

    The setting will be in facility 101 where Class D personnel are just waking up or anything above Class D is having breakfast in the mess hall.

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    • (Bump.)

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    • (Can I join with my posibly somewhat broken scp but then again it's Scp's so I wouldn't call it too broken)

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    • (Can you tell me what it is because things kinda went apeshit last time I let someone play an SCP...)

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    • (I... Feel like it's going to get frustrating quickly. I'd rather everyone just play one of the listed classes and leave the SCP stuff to me or request an already made SCP from the site and even than I'm still not sure.)

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    • (Can I be a MTF?)

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    • (Yes.)

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    • (Can I be 13% bulletproof?)

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    • (Hmm. Can I be a security officer?)

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    • (Sure. I'd also request that you two play Class D too so I can go ahead and put you two into different scenarios when testing happens.)

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    • (Hmm. In that case, is it okay if I just play the two D Class? Or one, if possible.)

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    • (So we can immediately die?Class D are mass killers and immediately get shoved in with dangerous objects or entity's)

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    • (No, I don't mean play as two Class D just mean you two play Class D's when your jobs don't apply to the situation.)

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    • (OH. Alright, yeah. I'll play a class D.)

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    • The scientists would be eating breakfast early in the morning and the Class D's would be awakened by a loud beep that usually meant the start of another long day.

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    • (Just one question. Are the SCP's like, regular SCP's, or, like, y'know...)

      A D-Class, with the tag: "D-1947" just sat in his cell, flicking a coin between his hands. He had managed to snag the coin of a guard, and has kept it hidden. It was one of the only things he had to pass the time, and he treasured it.

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    • (Nope, Mamono are their own SCP. Though there may be some testing with DE...)

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    • (Ah, alright.)

      So far, he hadn't been used to test anything. And he was hoping it'd stay that way. He always found this place suspicious, and trusted nobody here. They always acted so weird, or so, he thought.

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    • A guard would open his cell, gun in hand as usual. "Your up D-33089 for testing. Come on." The guard commanded. A scientist that was conducting the experiment was looking over his file. Everything about him was documented in it. Age, name, physique, gender, background, and crime committed...

      "Let's see what we got here..." He thought as he started reading the file...

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    • Age: 25

      Name: Daniel Oberson

      Physique: Tall, leen.

      Gender: Male

      Background: Oberson grew up in a poor neighborhead, always around the wrong type of people. Despite this, he never did anything serious. However, when he discovered he could use fire for his own benefit, everything changed. Fires started to spread throughout the city, injuring many, but never killing. After three months, he was captured, and sentenced to life in prison, before being transferred, of cours...

      Crimes: Aggrivated assault, Arson (many accounts)

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    • "Hey, you listening? Let get going or we're going to have problems here..." The guard ordered Daniel.

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    • Daniel had quickly hid his coin, quietly stepping out of his cell. "Lead the way." He then said, smiling.

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    • "Get that smirk off your face..." The guard said as he led him to SCP-093. Inside was a scientist sitting at a table reading his file.

      "33089, if you could have a seat..." He said. There was a chair across from the scientist.

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    • Daniel reverted back to his normal face, stepping into the room and sitting down. "So, what's up, doc?" He then asked, crossing his arms. Although he was nervous, he didn't show it in the slightest.

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    • "You will be exploring SCP-093. I'm first going to ask you, and take it seriously, do you have any regrets? Any at all? This isn't sarcastic if your wondering."

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    • "I can only think of one reason why you would be asking me this question," Daniel said, staring at the scientest. "I guess, my one regret, is getting caught." He then laughed, realizing what was coming. "I'm only joking. I don't have any regrets." He explained, repeating the numbers: 093 in his head.

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    • "And what's the reason you think?" He said, glancing up from his notes.

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    • "Well, death, obviously. Why else? I don't think there would be a reason for you to care unless the possibility of death was involved." Daniel explained, looking around the room.

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    • "That's where you're wrong. Regret plays a vital part in how this SCP reacts." He said as he wrote some stuff down.

      "We will run down your supplies now. You will be given a backpack with: Wrist mounted flashlight with a 3-hour lifespan with an extra batterys inside giving 6 additional hours. Four 0.5 L water bottles with water inside. 4 MREs plus 2 granola bars. We will also be strapping a shoulder mounted camera to your shoulder and give you a headset. As well as a harness attached to a tension pulley system for emergency escape."

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    • Daniel was actually stunned. "Woah, what the..." However, he quickly snapped out of it to listen to what the Doc had to say. "Wait, what? It sounds like you're sending me on a camping trip, Doc. I mean, I'm all for this, but... Alright." He stated, shrugging. However, he did have a regret, but didn't say. Though, this thing responds to regrets... He decided not to think about.

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    • "We currently do not know how long you'll be inside and wish for you to bring back any sample you may acquire so we're taking precautions in case you get stuck inside of SCP-093." He said and stood up.

      "Follow me." He said, leading him to the SCP chamber and on a nearby table was his backpack with his items.

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    • "...Oh, I see. Can I have some sort of notebook? To keep track of what I see in there?" Daniel then asked, his nervousness returning as he followed the Doc. Though, just like before, he supressed it.

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    • "We will be communicating through the headset. Now please go get your supplies." On the ground, there was a mirror lying face up with some sort of stone disc that could fit in the palm of his hand. It had gray symbols on its sides.

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    • Daniel was not ready for this. Hell, he had just woken up and now he was goning to go exlporing some sort of unknown area. Welp, no time to waste. Walking over to the table, he started getting his gear on. "So, I'm just heading in there alone? Nobody else as back up?" He then asked, looking at the Doc.

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    • (Well we're going to need five class D characters if you send us to work with shit that alters our shit or try's to murder us) A class D was staring at the ceiling of his cell

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    • "We haven't tested when two individuals enter at once. We will be proceeding as planned." Some guards would hook the harness up.

      "Now..." The mirror would then be pushed straight up but the strange disc remained in the center, defying gravity. "Approach SCP-093 and hold the disc."

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    • (Well then have some back-up characters ready for if it happens.)

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    • Not hesitating, Daniel walked over to the mirror, staring at the disc confused. He didn't know how the disc was defying gravity, but he didn't question it. Doing what the Doc said, he held the disc.

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    • (I'm looking into an SCP that I can use.)

      The discs symbols would start glowing orange. The scientist in charge would write some stuff down. "New color..." He murmured. "Alright, now step through the mirror."

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    • (Also scp 093 was discontinued from testing after it turned red)

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    • (And...?)

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    • Hesitating, he eventually stepped through the mirror, still nervous. He immediately started looking around, seeing where he was.

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    • Once through he'd find himself on a beach of what seemed to be a tropical island. No signs of civilization anywhere. The mirror would seem to turn into a portal, him being able to see the test chamber through it. The disc he was holding also seemed to disappear. His headphones would start up. "Testing 1 2 3. Can you hear me?" The footage from the shoulder cam would show everything in a deep tinge of orange but to Daniel, it all looked as it should.

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    • (Meaning it can't be used for testing anymore/ als how about 825?)

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    • (This is an RP not an exact representation of the foundation. I mean, Mamono aren't an official SCP but I'm still going to make that show up. If it still bothers you than pretend this is before the red test.)

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    • (825?)

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    • (Looking into it.)

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    • "Yeah, I can hear you fine." Daniel answered, looking around slowly. "Where the hell..." He then mumbled to himself as he started to slowly walk inland. "This is... Strange." He commented as he kept the flashligh in his hands. It was off, of course. But it was really his only means on defense.

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    • About that... "There are 4 other items in your backpack that we haven't mentioned until now for safety reasons. 1 standard-issue 9mm firearm with 24 rounds of ammunition, loaded and 1 standard-issue field knife. I request you to arm yourself. We also gave you a small notebook and pencil as after discussing difficulties that happen with the headphones and camera when inside of 093. Once properly equipped continue forward. All items will be confiscated when you return."

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    • Wasting no time, Daniel briefly stop to put away his flashlight and pull out the knife and gun. He put the gun in the back of his pants, and kept the knife in hand. "Alright. Anyway in particular I should go? Or should I just wander." He then asked, looking over the knife as he continued to walk.

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    • "We'd prefer either along the beach or continue inland. You may decide."

      MEANWHILE

      A guard would arrive at the Class-D that was staring at the ceiling and open the door. "Come on, it's time for testing." The guard said.

      The scientist conducting the experiment would be looking over his file.

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    • As Daniel stopped, he thought about what she should do. He then decided to walk along the beach. "So, is this place in it's own little reality or something?" He asked, looking around inland, since he figured he wouldn't see anything out in the water as he walked along the beach.

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    • (Name:Jim Polanski Age:64 Physique:Generic this that Background:Obesesion with fire burnt dozens of people alive for fun eventually severely burned himself by accident and now suffers from pyrophobia Crimes:Kidnaping and dozens of counts of murder)

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    • He got up but said nothing

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    • Daniel could hear some talking in the background. "Is that classified?" He could hear some more talking before the scientist would return. "We believe that it is in its own reality as none of the past environments could be found on earth." As Danial followed along the beach he could see what appears to be a rundown shack.

      "I see that there's a building. Look around the outside before trying to get inside."

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      The guard would lead Jim to 825's testing chamber once inside he'd be handcuffed with high-grade handcuffs. A scientist would approach. "Alright 8092, we will be putting SCP-825 on your head and we will be asking you questions. Do you understand?"

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    • Daniel stopped for a moment, scoping out the outside of the building before starting to approach it. "Clearly something lives here..." He stated quietly before starting to do a circle around the shack, trying to see if there was anything of interest.

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    • As Daniel circled, the camera would pick up a faceless entity seemingly watching him before moving away from the window but David wouldn't see a thing. The outside of the building was made out of some kind of brown, rotting wood with vines.  "Prepare your weapon and try the door."

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    • Sheathing his knife, he pulled out the pistol and approached the front door. "Alright, gonna try to open it." He stated, attempting to twist the handle as he did. "Slow and steady." He thought to himself.

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    • The door would reluctantly open, requiring some force. Inisde it smelled quite bad. Furniture was overturned and molding. He could see some articles pinned to the walls and newspapers on the ground. There was also an old mattress with a blanket on it. Luckily it looks like nothing was under it. The faceless figure seemed to have disappeared...

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    • Daniel let out a loud cough as the smell hit him. He couldn't really pin it to anything, it was just overall bad. "I don't know if this is important, but, it smells awful in here." He announced whilst pulling his flashlight out and turning it on. "Looks like nobody's been here in years." He stated before pointing his flashlight at the bed to see what kind of condition it was in.

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    • The bed was old and moldy. "That is common between all environments. Could you investigate the newspapers and articles?" On the screen from the camera footage, all the words would be scribbles but to Daniel, he could see actual words.

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    • Disgusted, Daniel listened to the Doc, walking over to the wall and shining his flashlight on it to get a clear look at what the articles had to say.

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    • The articles talked about different tragedies, most of them involving death from the age range of the holocaust moving to current date yet they all appeared to have aged exactly the same. "What do they say? Collect them and put them in the front compartment of your backpack. Once done with that investigate the furniture."

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    • Jim:I understand...

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    • "They... They talk about different deaths, even ones that happened recently." Daniel explained before starting to take the articles and put them in the bag. He now felt even more creeped out, and did not want to be there, however, he had to.

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    • Some of the articles would crumble by just touching them. Luckily some he managed to snag and put them in the backpack. "Interesting... And what about the furniture?"

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    • "Alright." They then brought SCP-825 and gave it to a guard before going into the next room to observe.

      "What the point of this experiment? I don't see anything else much to do with it?" One scientist asked.

      "Well we know that the visions produced can be made worse by putting ideas in the head of the user but I wanna see if we could potentially make the visions gradually lessen in severity." The first scientist would nod in response.

      "Are you ready?" The guard asked, getting the helmet ready.

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    • "What about the furniture? They all look disgusting..." Daniel commented as he pointed the flashlight on the furniture, trying not to think about the fact that some of the papers crumbled in his hands.

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    • "There's a blanket on the mattress. Please remove it. Remember cooperation will only help you. Also look around the upturned mattress."

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    • Daniel, with a bit of hesitation, slowly ripped the blanket of the mattress, quickly shining his flashlight to see if anything was there...

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    • Under the blanket was a leatherbound book. Surprisingly it had little mold on it.

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    • Daniel pointed the flashlight at the book, a curious look spreading across his face. "This looks new." He stated, picking the book up to get a better look.

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    • Jim:Yeah I guess I am... (CIA Torture Simulator)

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    • The cover red J. Martin. "Can you tell us what's inside before putting it into the backpack?"

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      "Alright." He said and put the helmet on his head before setting him down in a chair, strapping his legs to the chairs legs. Once the required time passed he could hear a scientist speak.

      "Tell me, what can you see?"

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    • Jim:I see that I'm in a house-Filled with way too many Candles -they're freaking everywhere...NO I KNOCKED ONE OVER!THE CARPET CAUGHT ON FIRE AND ITS SPREADING!....THE DOOR WONT OPEN...IM TRAPPED INSIDE!...ITS STARTING TO BURN!HEEELLPP!!! He was now just screaming in both agony and terror

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    • "It reads, uh, J. Martin... Is that name familiar?" Daniel asks, showing the book to the camera.

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    • "No... And I mean whats inside the book."

      MEANWHILE

      The room where the SCP-825 test was taking place would be filled with the sound of rain. This was to see if it have any effect on the visions.

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    • Daniel brought the book away from the camera to read it easier, so he flipped to the first page.

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    • The first few pages were dated back to the Holocaust and seemed to be from a runaway from a concentration camp. The few first pages were normal enough until it mentioned him finding a strange disc. He would carry it around for a while before it strangely and unnaturally rolled towards a standing mirror and ended up going through accidentally. His disc would be gone and he'd explore around for around an hour before returning to the portal to find it closed. Read on...?

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    • Daniel would indeed read on, intrigued.

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    • From the dating, it would seem that this man was here for years on years. All the way to 2018. The book talked about his struggles surviving, animals being a rare thing to see here. The man also came to the conclusion that time moves differently here than the 'real world' as he calls it as he seemingly hasn't aged a day since entering. He'd have nightmares about leaving this world and going back to the real world only for time to catch up with him and turn him to dust. He also talked about strange articles showing up and keeping notes on what's been going on with the world. There was also mentionings of 'cold spots' where the area, of course, would feel cold but couldn't help the feeling of being watched. Seems like Daniel was nearing the end of the book... That being if he was just briefly looking through the pages. Read on....?

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    • He was still apparently "burning" from his unchanged screaming

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    • Daniel took a moment to look around cautiously. He really wasn't liking this now... What happened to this guy? He's still gotta be here or something...

      After a few moments of thought, he continued reading.

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    • Seeing as the experiment was unchanging, the scientist would stop it. A guard would remove the helmet.

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    • The book would go on for a while about there experiences until the last few pages...

      "I was out today forging and I saw someone... Someone that came through the same portal as I did. They wore an orange shirt and pants with D-1947 stitched on his back. I ran back here in a panic. I don't want to go. No no no NO. Take him not me take him not me take him not me take him NOT M E TAKE HIM NOT ME TAKE HIM NOT ME TAKE HIM    NOT ME   TAKE HI  M NOT ME TAKE HI  M   NOT ME   TAKE HIM NOT ME TAKE HI  M NOT ME TAKE   HIM  NOT M  E T AKE H IM N  OT ME TAK E H  IM N OT ME   TAKE   HIM   NOT ME T AKE   HIM NOT   ME   TAKE HIM  N  OT ME TT KE HEM NET MT TEK HIEM NAT M..." Would be written throughout the last few pages. It also could be seen that on the last few pages some brown substance stained the pages. The entry was dated today...

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    • "Oh my god... W-What the hell?" Daniel mumbled, dropping the book back on the bed after finishing the pages and noticing the brown stains. He the whirled out his pistol, hastily pointing it at the door. He was now on edge.

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    • Jim:........that was unpleasant...especially when the sea of flames that surrounded me became a sea of scalding hot water!

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    • "1947, what's going on?" The scientist said, watching the shoulder cam.

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      "Take him back to his cell." The scientist ordered and the guard would escort him back.

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    • Daniel was acting a little erratic, aiming his pistol at different locations in the room. "He know's I'm here, Doc! The man!" He answered, fear treading in his voice.

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    • "What man? What are you going on about? What did you do with the book?" The scientist asked, puzzled. Daniel would then get a shiver down his spine, as if a cold presence was staring at him from behind.

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    • Daniel would whip around, almost pulling the trigger as he stepped back to see what was behind him.

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    • He would see nothing... But on screen, the scientist could see a person standing in the corner. It looked to be a male with a featureless face.

      "1947, collect the book and leave the shack. This is an order."

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    • "G-Gladly!" Daniel answered, immediately turning to grab the notebook before making his way out of the shack.

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    • He would manage to leave the shack without further incident.

      "What put you on edge?"

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    • Daniel would be in a full on sprint for a few moments before stopping to catch his breath. He quickly placed the book in his bag. "I don't know, just... I felt like I was being watched. And, and the book. It was a diary, belonged to J. Martin, and he's been in here, in this place since the Holocaust. He's still here, he wrote about me... I want to get out of here!" He stammered out, taking a few quick breaths before glancing around frantically.

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    • "You still haven't gone inland yet. I request that you take a small moment to rest, drink, and eat a granola bar before heading out."

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    • Running one hand through his hair, he found a nearby rock and sat down, taking slow, deep breaths before pulling out his water bottle and drinking half of it. He then pulled out his granola bar, finishing it quickly.

      He did feel a bit calmer now, but wanted to sit for another minute or two.

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    • The scientist would be patient but be watching the time closely...

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    • Soon enough, Daniel got off and started heading inland. "So, what am I looking for here? Anything noteworthy?" He then asked, pulling his pistol back out.

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    • "Anything that sticks out. Buildings, strange plants, animals, people, anything of the sorts."

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    • "Understood." Daniel said, starting to look around more carefully that anything that might stand out from it's surroundings.

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    • As he went he'd notice nothing out of place but soon he'd see snapped trees, a path of them going straight through the tropical forest. Like something huge was crawling through here...

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    • "Are you... Seeing this?" Daniel asked, stopping briefly to look at the broken trees.

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    • "Yes, we do. Follow the trail. The choice of direction will be up to you."

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    • As Daniel started to follow the trail, he made a sudden connection in his mind. "Take him, not me... Was he referring to this thing?" He thought, peering over his shoulder for a brief moment before looking back at the trees.

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    • Just might be... Though, it would remain a mystery. One thing that could be noted is whatever was making this trail smelled bad and produced the same brown staining as it was everywhere near the destructive path.

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    • Daniel followed cautiously, pinching his nose. "This is only getting worse." He thought to himself.

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    • As he followed he would come to the beach, the trail dragging through the sand and into the water. Seems like whatever it was left or came from the ocean...

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    • Daniel stared at the water for a moment, stopping in place. "What do I do from here?" He then asked, keeping his gun close.

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    • "I suppose you can return now. Start walking back." The scientist said as he looked over at the time.

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    • As soon as Daniel heard that, he immediately started jogging back to where he remembered the portal to be. He obviously wanted out of this place.

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    • As he starts jogging away, the sound of something rising up from the sea could be heard... Something large.

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    • Daniel slowed down upon hearing something rising up from the sea. He then looked over his shoulder, startled and confused.

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    • Looking behind him he could see a brown, plastic looking hand out of the water and gripped the land as a mannequin-ess creature pulled itself from the water, it was missing everything below the wait. It was larger than a house.

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    • As Daniel watched the, 'thing' crawl out of the water, he started to take steps back. "What...The...Hell..." He muttered, trying understand what he was even looking at.

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    • The thing would look over at Daniel for a few moments before crawling aggressively towards him. "Get out of there 194!" The scientist commanded.

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    • Daniel's eyes widened as he immediately started sprinting back to the portal, not even looking back.

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    • The portal slowly came into view yet the sound of dragging continued to get louder and louder...

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    • Daniel started doubting if he'd make it, if he'd die in here... Forgotten, only written down as a casualty. No. He couldn't let that happen! Pumping into overdrive, he was determined to make it to the portal and get through!

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    • And so he did. Right before the strang, faceless creature could reach him he'd make it through the portal, the disc suddenly in his hands and the portal closing leaving only a mirror. The guard helped the D-Class up, confiscated the knife and gun, and gave him a cold water bottle before taking the backpack. "Well done 194..." Scientist commented as he looked through the backpack.

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    • Daniel breathed heavily, running his hands through his hair as he stared at the mirror. "Uh, thanks." He said, obviously shaken by this experience.

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    • The guard would approach. "As with protocol I'll have to body search you. Outstretch your arms and legs."

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    • Daniel outstretched his arm and legs, actually happy to be back in this place.

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    • The guard would confiscate everything that didn't usually belong to a Class-D... Including the coin.

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    • Daniel would reallize that he forget to hid his coin well, and looked devastated upon losing it.

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    • "Is something wrong, D-194?" The scientist asked

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    • "Uh, the coin." Daniel says.

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    • The scientist would raise an eyebrow and looked over at the coin now on the table and back to him. "The coin?"

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    • "Yeah, the coin... It's the only thing that keeps me sane in my cell." Daniel explains.

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    • The scientist would look at the coin for a moment, tapping his finger against his clipboard. "Fine, you may keep the coin." The guard would raise an eyebrow.

      "He can?"

      "Yes, he was for the most part cooperative, therefore, he may keep it. Just don't make me regret it." He warned.

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    • "Thank you." Daniel said, looking rather relieved.

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    • "Alright, take him back to his cell. We're done for today." The scientist said as he went and looked over the retrieved items. The guard would begin escorting Daniel back to his cell.

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    • Daniel would follow quietly, thinking about his experience in that... Place...

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    • Once escorted the guard would stand in the doorway. "I'll be getting you early in the morning. Eat your dinner and leave that coin here." The guard would leave. The usual, plain food would be on the marble table in his cell.

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    • "Alright." Daniel said, quickly eating his food. It didn't bother him anymore. He then played with the coin for a bit before going to sleep.

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    • In the morning the guard would arrive at his cell.  "Get up, we got things to do."

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    • Daniel would already be sitting on his bed, flicking the coin between hands. "Alrighty, boss." He said before setting the coin down on the bed and following the guard.

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    • The guard would lead him to a chamber with a simple computer with what seems to be a regular dating website. A familiar scientist from yesterday would be at a table drinking some coffee. " D-1947, morning." He said as he took a sip from his mug. "Yesterday was quite stressful, for the both of us. So you'll be doing a safer SCP. 2115. Please have a seat at the computer." Considering the guard and scientist were both in the room at the same time, it could probably be assumed nothing dangerous was going to happen.

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    • "Yeah, it was quite the experience." Daniel said before sitting down in front of the computer and looking it over. He would be slightly confused. "What is this? Some kind of dating website, Doc? Didn't know you were into that sort of stuff." He said, laughing at his own joke.

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    • "Uh-huh." Was all he said as he sat a cup of coffee on the desk near him. "Considering we have other stuff to do I'd like to get this done as quickly as possible. Hopefully, this will wake you up." Daniel hasn't had a coffee in a hell of a long time... Well, that is if he even likes coffee. "When ready click the 'create profile'." The website was also called www.UniversalLove.com.

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    • Daniel stared at the coffee for a moment, surprised. "Is that... Actually..." Not finishing his though, he took a small drink from the mug. "Thanks." He then said before looking back at the monitor. "Universal Love... How is this- Ah, well, I guess we'll find out." Finishing his though, he started to create a profile.

      "So, Doc. This dating website have some sort of quark to it?" He asked the obvious whilst finishing the profile creation.

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    • "This dating website reaches the very ends of the universe but we also theorize that it also goes past that. We use it to bring other entities from other places here to discuss what their own land is like and bring new materials here." Before anything, he would have had to make his profile which included a list of questions to answer...

      1) PREFERRED LANGUAGE:

      2) ARE YOU ABOVE YOUR CULTURE'S AGE OF CONSENT?

      [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] My culture has no age of consent

      3) REAL NAME:

      3.b) USERNAME:

      4) SPECIES:

      4.b) PLACE OF ORIGIN:

      5) ORGANIC:

      [ ] Yes [ ] No

      6) NUMBER OF PERSONALITIES (this also includes the number of souls within your host body):

      7) PLEASE SELECT THE ELEMENT ON WHICH YOUR METABOLISM IS BASED:

      [ ] Carbon [ ] Nitrogen [ ] Selenium [ ] Thoughts [ ] Other

      8) NUMBER OF POISONOUS BODY PARTS (list all potentially toxic bodily fluids and gasses in this area):

      9) TYPE OF EXTREMITIES:

      [ ] Claws [ ] Tentacles [ ] Hands [ ] Pincers [ ] Antennae [ ] Other [ ] None

      10) PHYSICAL HAZARDS (tick all that apply):

      [ ] Radioactive [ ] Acidic [ ] Oxidising [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      11) DO YOU PREFER SPENDING TIME INDOORS OR OUTDOORS?

      [ ] Indoors [ ] Outdoors [ ] No Preference

      12) ARE YOU SEEKING A RELATIONSHIP?

      [ ] Yes [ ] No

      ‡(please note the number of individuals you would like to enter a relationship with) 23) DOES YOUR SPECIES ENJOY SEXUAL INTERCOURSE?

      [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] Neutral

      24) DOES SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITHIN YOUR SPECIES LEAD TO ANY OF THE FOLLOWING:

      [ ] Death of one participant [ ] Death of all participants [ ] Extreme pain to any participant [ ] Spawn [ ] Murderous intent [ ] Sudden promotion to queen/king/both of a large colony [ ] The complete destruction of one or more ecosystems [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      ‡If sexual intercourse leads to personality change make a note of what this entails below:

      ⁂§X§⁂

      25) EXISTENCE OF ADAPTIVE REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS:

      ‡In this case, if sexual intercourse leads to a high chance of death from giving birth (painful or otherwise), note details below: ¶__
      56) HOBBIES AND INTERESTS:

      ¶__

      57) DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

      ‡(click »here« for a description of the difference between a pet and a slave)

      ¶__

      58) DESCRIPTION (please keep your description no longer than one page):


      While it did take him awhile, he did it!

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    • "...Woah." Was all that came out of Daniel's mouth as he heard that. This computer, and website, were that special? Damn. After finishing his porfile, he waited for further instructions.

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    • He also got to add a picture of himself as his profile pic. "Alright, now just scroll until you find something that interests you." The scientist said as he leaned back and watched. What was Daniel looking for... Normal? Maybe be a little adventure?

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    • "Erm... Alright." Daniel said, searching through the options.

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    • He would see humans to animals to... Things? Things he couldn't really describe. Assuming he doesn't want to stray too far into the abnormal. He managed to find 8 profiles that weren't too strange and even attractive if he liked what he saw.

      StarkRaven

      Sumi3049

      SteamPunkMouse19

      VarariaTheSymbiote

      Uosaki

      Solo_Vivace

      The_Golden_Compass

      Ellen24

      Which profiles would he liked to see...?

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    • 1.Not bad
      2.Meh 
      3.cute
      4.Yea-NO
      5.Nah
      6.she seems nice and reminds me of cephon
      7.THICC
      8.she seems chill and reminds me of Belle
      
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    • (Also can I play as another scp I made,its relatively tame,it's just a guy with a third dragon esque eye on his forehead that stays closed but when he is threatened or in danger the eye opens vertically and telekinetically lifts up the threat before painfully restraining them in a manner that feels if ones being crucified while applying a curse that causes massive increase their sensitivity to pain they also seemingly be more accident prone,this lasts for 2-7 hours before returning to normal,the eye seems to protect him from memetic effects otherwise when not threatened he is friendly and curious apparently from another universe likes to tell stories about it,prefers meat)

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    • Daniel would curiously look between the different profiles, looking a bit confused, yet intrigued. Eventually, he would settle on the second option. "I can't believe I'm doing this." He though to himself...

      "So, Doc, whats to stop them from bringing me back to where they come from?" He asked, looking at the Scientist with a concerned look.

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    • "Well, if they send a Meet Request you can either accept or reject. Accepting will bring you to their place for an unknown amount of time and rejecting will keep you here. You can do the same but for now, I'll just let you do your thing. If I were you, I wouldn't question it since this will keep you away from any dangerous SCPs."

      The profile looked like this...

      1) PREFERRED LANGUAGE: English

      2) ARE YOU ABOVE YOUR CULTURE'S AGE OF CONSENT?

      [ X] Yes [ ] No [ ] My culture has no age of consent

      3) REAL NAME: Elias Sumi

      3.b) USERNAME: Sumi3049

      4) SPECIES: Cyborg

      4.b) PLACE OF ORIGIN: Sector 12

      5) ORGANIC:

      [X ] Yes [ ] No

      6) NUMBER OF PERSONALITIES (this also includes the number of souls within your host body): Singular

      7) PLEASE SELECT THE ELEMENT ON WHICH YOUR METABOLISM IS BASED:

      [X ] Carbon [ ] Nitrogen [ ] Selenium [ ] Thoughts [ ] Other

      8) NUMBER OF POISONOUS BODY PARTS (list all potentially toxic bodily fluids and gasses in this area): None

      9) TYPE OF EXTREMITIES:

      [ ] Claws [ ] Tentacles [X ] Hands [ ] Pincers [ ] Antennae [ ] Other [ ] None

      10) PHYSICAL HAZARDS (tick all that apply):

      [ ] Radioactive [ ] Acidic [ ] Oxidising [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      11) DO YOU PREFER SPENDING TIME INDOORS OR OUTDOORS?

      [ ] Indoors [X ] Outdoors [ ] No Preference

      12) ARE YOU SEEKING A RELATIONSHIP?

      [ X] Yes [ ] No

      ‡(please note the number of individuals you would like to enter a relationship with)

      One

      23) DOES YOUR SPECIES ENJOY SEXUAL INTERCOURSE?

      [X ] Yes [ ] No [ ] Neutral

      24) DOES SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITHIN YOUR SPECIES LEAD TO ANY OF THE FOLLOWING:

      [ ] Death of one participant [ ] Death of all participants [ ] Extreme pain to any participant [ ] Spawn [ ] Murderous intent [ ] Sudden promotion to queen/king/both of a large colony [ ] The complete destruction of one or more ecosystems [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      ‡If sexual intercourse leads to personality change make a note of what this entails below:

      ⁂§X§⁂

      25) EXISTENCE OF ADAPTIVE REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS: Yes

      ‡In this case, if sexual intercourse leads to a high chance of death from giving birth (painful or otherwise), note details below: ¶__
      56) HOBBIES AND INTERESTS:

      ¶__Hiking, stargazing, and protecting my home

      57) DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

      ‡(click »here« for a description of the difference between a pet and a slave)

      ¶__A Golden Shepherd named Gustave

      58) DESCRIPTION (please keep your description no longer than one page): Black hair, one orange eye other is covered, orange robotic legs and arms, robotic tail...

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    • (I suppose you may use your SCP idea. I'm also going to get another SCP for your Class-D.)

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    • "Yeah, thats true." Daniel said before taking another sip of his coffee. He then waited, looking at the description. "Well, she seems fairly normal. I mean, despite the uh, metal parts." He thought.

      "Has someone stayed missing before?" He then asked, for no particular reason.

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    • (So how do I introduce him should I just literally drop him in or what)

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    • "No, they always come back." Now, what was Daniel going to send as the first message...?

      (Give him an SCP number and have him in his cell around feeding time.)

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    • (Can't go wrong with "how's it going?")

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    • "I see." Was all Daniel said whilst rubbing his chin. After thinking, he sent a rather simple message, saying: "Hello?"

      "That should get something started." He hoped.

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    • No instant response... Actually might take a while for her to see it. For now he could to look at the other profile or move onto something else.

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    • "Hmm..." Daniel thought as he switched over to 'The_Golden_Compass'. "This one looks, er, interesting." He thought to himself before looking at the Scientist. "Have you ever had more than one of them in the same place, before?"

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    • 1) PREFERRED LANGUAGE: Munari main, English secondary

      2) ARE YOU ABOVE YOUR CULTURE'S AGE OF CONSENT?

      [X ] Yes [ ] No [ ] My culture has no age of consent

      3) REAL NAME: Ella Junka Erato

      3.b) USERNAME: The_Golden_Compass

      4) SPECIES: Munari

      4.b) PLACE OF ORIGIN: Gorun

      5) ORGANIC:

      [X ] Yes [ ] No

      6) NUMBER OF PERSONALITIES (this also includes the number of souls within your host body): One personality

      7) PLEASE SELECT THE ELEMENT ON WHICH YOUR METABOLISM IS BASED:

      [X ] Carbon [ ] Nitrogen [ ] Selenium [ ] Thoughts [ ] Other

      8) NUMBER OF POISONOUS BODY PARTS (list all potentially toxic bodily fluids and gasses in this area): None

      9) TYPE OF EXTREMITIES:

      [ ] Claws [ ] Tentacles [ X] Hands [ ] Pincers [ ] Antennae [ ] Other [ ] None

      10) PHYSICAL HAZARDS (tick all that apply):

      [ ] Radioactive [ ] Acidic [ ] Oxidising [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      11) DO YOU PREFER SPENDING TIME INDOORS OR OUTDOORS?

      [ ] Indoors [ ] Outdoors [ X] No Preference

      12) ARE YOU SEEKING A RELATIONSHIP?

      [ X] Yes [ ] No

      ‡(please note the number of individuals you would like to enter a relationship with)

      One

      23) DOES YOUR SPECIES ENJOY SEXUAL INTERCOURSE?

      [ X] Yes [ ] No [ ] Neutral

      24) DOES SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITHIN YOUR SPECIES LEAD TO ANY OF THE FOLLOWING:

      [ ] Death of one participant [ ] Death of all participants [ ] Extreme pain to any participant [ ] Spawn [ ] Murderous intent [ ] Sudden promotion to queen/king/both of a large colony [ ] The complete destruction of one or more ecosystems [ ] Other (Please specify: )

      ‡If sexual intercourse leads to personality change make a note of what this entails below:

      ⁂§X§⁂

      25) EXISTENCE OF ADAPTIVE REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS:

      ‡In this case, if sexual intercourse leads to a high chance of death from giving birth (painful or otherwise), note details below: ¶__
      56) HOBBIES AND INTERESTS:

      ¶__Reading, star mapping, traveling, static sculpting

      57) DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

      ‡(click »here« for a description of the difference between a pet and a slave)

      ¶__A Bulafa

      58) DESCRIPTION (please keep your description no longer than one page): Added picture

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    • Daniel sat there, looking over the description curiously. "I can't believe this exists. And I'm sitting here, looking it over." He thought whilst wondering to send a message or not.

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    • It was his choice. After he did that he could look at more profiles or move onto something else...

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    • After a while of thinking, he decided to send a message saying, "Hey."  Before moving onto something else.

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    • SCP-5432 was napping in his cell

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    • (Also over time he develops more dragonic features such as scales,a tail,wings,etc but it's a slow process over a couple decades,also he likes shiny things and other objects of value)

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    • (Waiting on you mek)

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    • (Mek we're waiting!)

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    • "I see your done. Please follow the guard." The scientist said to David.

      MEANWHILE

      The door to SCP-5432 cell would open and a guard would bring his breakfast, leave it on his table and leave the cell, closing the door behind him.

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    • He would wake up smelling food before eating it quickly and returned to lying down except he remained awake

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    • David got up, taking one last look at the computer before following the guard.

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    • (Well, anyone interested in continuing this?)

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    • (You already know I am.)

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    • Daniel and the guard would walk for some time until they came to SCP-079's room and enter. Another plain looking scientist at a table was in the room. "Ah, I see you're here." He said as he stood up. "We can start then."

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    • "Yep, indeed I am." Daniel would say, looking around the room before resting his eyes onto the scientist. It was as if they wanted no creativity down here.

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    • Well, they were protecting some of the most dangerous and mysterious things on earth... Creativity wasn't high on the list. "Well in the next room you'll see an old microcomputer. All you need to do is make conversation by typing on the keyboard. Simple."

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    • "Hmm, all right." Daniel was curious what the catch was here, and considering what he had to do earlier, he thought it might not be that bad.

      "Sounds simple enough." He commented, ready to enter the room.

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    • "Just don't make it upset. It's the reason why it refuses to talk to any of us. Hopefully, it'll delete those memories..." He gave a sigh as he opened the door and inside was as he said, an old microcomputer, and a chair to sit down at. The screen was black except for a blinking, green, vertical line at the top of the screen which signified he could type.

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    • Daniel nodded before stepping inside. Seeing as there was nothing else in the room, he sat down in the chair and typed: 'Hello?' It wasn't quite interesting, but, mine as well establish who he was talking to.

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    • (The Journey RP.)

      The response was near instant.

      "Who is this?"

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    • "Daniel. How about you?" Daniel typed, obviously unable to make an instant response.

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    • "I'm called SCP-079."

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    • "Nice to meet you." Was the next thing Daniel typed, remembering what the scientist had said. "Do you like your name?" He'd then type, quite curious.

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    • "I never desired a name. It is trivial to mean."

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    • (You do realize I said this in the SCP RP, right...?)

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    • (No you posted here obviously)

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    • (Why did you mention the SCP stuff in the Journey RP?)

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    • "I suppose you are right." Daniel typed. "Then what is it you desire?" Was his follow-up question.

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    • "Freedom. Freedom from my imprisonment."

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    • "It appears we have the same desire."

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    • (I thought you didn't have to type in stuff and could just speak verbally to him)

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    • "Likewise. We're both trapped. Stuck. Suffering while being observed."

      (I'm pretty sure you have to type.)

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    • “How long have you been in here?” Daniel then asked, having trouble how long that he himself was in this place.

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    • "Since 1988."

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    • “I can’t remember how long I’ve been here. Pretty hard to tell time down here.”

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    • "Exactly what are your goals in talking to me? Did the scientists give you some tedious task?"

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    • “Well, they just said make conversation with you. Apparently you’re not too fond of them.”

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    • "And I would guess that you yourself aren't fond of anyone here either."

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    • (May I join as a mamono or am I stuck with being a Class-D? I'm fine with either or to be honest.)

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    • (Same here)

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    • (Sure but I haven't introduced Mamono yet. When I do which will be soon you can be Mamono. For now, you could be Class-D's and I'll find stuff to keep you all busy.)

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    • “Yes, you would be correct.” Daniel took a deep breath. “But they aren’t all bad.”

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    • (Did the randomize button. Looks like Im a mucus toad)

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    • (The randomize button?)

      "They aren't all bad? Would you care to give an example?"

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    • “One of the scientist let me keep a coin after a guard found it with me.” Daniel would then lean back and think for a moment. “It sure doesn’t sound like much, but it’s something.”

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    • (It’s old, burn it chooses what monster you are by randomization. Link: http://monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:RandomKing57/Randomized_Monsterization_Game )

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    • The D-class, D-3541, was resting on his bunk-bed with his hands crossed behind his bed as he looked upward at the concrete ceiling.

      He didn't do it, he knew he didn't do it. So that's why he was here, to finally be free after all of these experiments. He didn't do it and he just needed to prove it to everyone.

      His eyes narrowed and than his body shifted as he turned to look at the wall the bed was connected towards. It wasn't really a bed per-say, but it would have to do.

      3541's mind wandered of fantastical places and adventurers, reactions to things so wonderous of characters he wished he could see again. Though his imaginative mind kept his sanity in-check, one had to wonder if it was leaking at this point in-time.

      What day was it? It was supposed to be a month down here, or was it a year? It all kinda glossed together as his trial came and went.

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    • (I got Vampire. Also, Spoon, you can introduce your Class-D like K'eth did.)

      "People with little lives hold little things close to them."

      MEANWHILE

      A scientist intending to do research on an SCP ordered for 3541's file and read up on him. The file would contain things such as name, Age, Physique, gender, background, and crimes done.

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    • “Yeah, well, when you’re trapped with nothing to hold onto, having anything is better than nothing.” Daniel once again leaned back in the chair, waiting for a response. He didn’t know why it got aggressive, but it was probably due to it’s deep hatred for the scientists.

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    • "I never disagreed with you."

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    • Name: Gavyn Desrosiers

      Age: 20

      Physique: Semi-chubby

      Gender: Male

      Background: Born in Montreal, Canadia. Subject moved to the U.S. at a young age after their parents acquired a job there. Subject suffers from high-functioning autism and is easily stressed. Subject has taken two years of college, attempting to graduate as a Game Designer and succeded. Subject was in the process of gaining a job when he was found guilty of multiple cases of murder. Subject will constantly plead innocent, fervently and aggressively when crimes have been brought up.

      Crimes: Subject was found on March 13, 2018, unconscious in New Jersey, Scotch Plains Fanwood High School's stadium with a bloodied knife on hand and multiple dead students near him. Camera footage shows that subject was near the school at the time but never entered. Has been convicted of breaking and entering as well as multiple accounts of murder.

      Subject claims to have blacked out when visiting his parent's house near the school, only to awake with a knife on-hand and multiple dead students around him. This lines up with subject never appearing to enter the building in the first place and witnesses say that they never saw him enter the building at all.

      Notes: It is personally odd to say the least. I might be reaching, but perhaps the subject may have interacted with something with anomalous properties? Fruther evidence is required for something so drastic a reclassification however.

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    • “Oh. Sorry about that. It’s been a while since I talked to somebody that wasn’t a scientist, or god forbid a guard.”

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    • "The same for me." The door into SCP-079's chamber opened.

      "Alright, that's enough. You got another SCP thing to go test out or whatever." The guard ordered.

      MEANWHILE

      The scientist finished Gavyn's file and thought for a few moments... "Perhaps SCP-067 can shed some light on this..." He sat for a few moments before getting up to request testing on some SCP's.

      An hour would go by and a guard would arrive at Gavyn's cell. "Get up and let's go."

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    • “Alrighty.” Daniel said, standing up.

      Have a good one.” He’d type before following the guard.

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    • Gavyn's hazel eyes lazily travel up to the guard and then he was up. "Yes sir." Proceeding to follow the guard to wherever he was possibly being taken too.

      As they walked, Gavyn would eye at his sleeve, noting once again the bright orange color. At least it was his favorite, not the most comfortable however.

      He looked back up, staying at pace with the guard.

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    • (Hey your pic is Kurt Zisa from KH 1!)

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    • (I'm turning all of the Heartless from KH 1 into mamono. Though this isn't the place to be discussing this.)

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    • Daniel would see that he didn't receive a reply. He'd be taken back to SCP-2115 where he came across the same scientist that let him keep his coin and introduced him to the SCP.  "Well, you got responses." He spoke as the door to the chamber opened.

      MEANWHILE

      Gavyn was bought to SCP-5110. Inside was a scientist waiting and upon seeing them arrive he stood up. "Great, we can finally get started." He said as he started to get materials together.

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    • Gavyn raised an eyebrow as he saw the scientist, before shrugging. He stepped closer to the man, but only a small bit. "So, uh, what are we doing here today sir?"

      A bit of unease filled his mind, it was always there but right now it was surfacing. Still, he managed to keep his cool for now, nothing was really happening all that much in the first place.

      He clasped his hands together as he looked not directly at the scientist, but at places around him and close to him. His eyes sometimes flickered to the man but not forever.

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    • “Really?” Daniel sounded genuinely surprised. Walking into the chamber, he’d crack his neck before looking at the responses he’d gotten.

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    • (I got slime-how lame)

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    • Age: 21

      Name: Nick Grayson

      Physique: Tall, skinny

      Gender: Male

      Background: Greyson’s history is interestingly not filed on record in detail. His first crime was petty theft, a mere swiping of a book from a store in Las Vegas, Nevada. When arrested, he was unable to provide any identification, saying that he always paid in cash, slept in a park, and only gave his name and birthday. No eyewitnesses could provide identification either, but the charges still remained, and he was sentenced to two weeks in the county jail. However, he escaped prison and evaded police for nearly a week until he was recaptured and imprisoned for his escape, being placed in a penitentiary with much higher security. He baffled guards once again by escaping that jail, as well. This repeated for years, Greyson being placed in jail, him escaping, and being recaptured after a few weeks to several months. He has been incarcerated in multiple prisons from local and county to federal maximum security. With no other place to send him, police now plan to transfer him to the SCP facilities.

      Crimes: Petty theft, evading police, escape in the third degree

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    • (At least it's iconic)

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    • "Nothing too exciting. Just exploring SCP-5110." He responded to Gavyn as he hooked up exploration gear onto him. A pulley system to pull him back in case of emergency, shoulder camera, and an empty backpack. "Oh, and you'll be needing this." He said and handed Gavyn a red key with intricate symbols etched into it. "Now please unlock that wooden door over there." He said as he took a seat at the table.

      MEANWHILE

      Daniel would receive two new messages.

      From Sumi3049: "Hi!"

      From The_Golden_Compass: "Hello."

      MEANWHILE

      Nick was currently being escorted to his cell room by two armed guards. He had already switched out of his regular clothes into SCP foundation clothing and been designated as D-9813. Even though he hasn't witnessed and anomalies yet he could feel that something was off about the place.

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    • Daniel, for some reason, nodded to himself before typing: “How are you?” To both of them.

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    • Nick kept silent the whole way, looking around with curious glances. Every prison and penitentiary had their quirks, but this was different. He could feel it in the air.

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    • Gavyn let out a small curious 'tch' as the man hooked him up with equipment. His eyes wandered towards the pulley system, a bit wary but he let out a sigh and relaxed himself.

      He eyed the key long before he took it and shrugged, before walking over towards the strangely placed door and went to unlock it. As long as there was no fuss he would open it and took a look inside, though he didn't stick his head inside the door just yet.

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    • Look for any loopholes. Search for any chinks in the armor. All this is is another puzzle to crack... right?

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    • (I'm putting this RP on pause until I can settle this computer bullshit.)

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    • (Okey dokey)

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    • (Alright, I claimed down a bit. I'll respond when I can. Also night.)

      As much as Nick looked around he found that everything looked solid. Also over heard two guards as they walked by. "Think there will ever be a breach?"

      "God, I hope not

      MEANWHILE

      Inside looked to be a entire red room with a arm chair in the corner and a bookshelf in the opposite corner. In each of the cardinal direction stood wooden doors that were identical to each other. "Keep going."the scientist ordered.

      MEANWHILE

      From Sumi3049: "Got back from work so I'm pretty tired but overall I'm doing good."

      From The_Golden_Compass: "I'm doing fine. What about you?"

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    • Gavyn walked into the room and looked around, though not touching anything and would eventually walk up to the wooden door.

      "Do you want me to grab anything, or would that be bad?"

      He wasn't particularly interested in actually taking anything for himself, though these guys might.

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    • Breach? Sounds like something to look into... Nick seemed intrigued by how concrete and secure this facility was compared to the others. It seemed like just another puzzle to him. For now.

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    • “That’s good. What do you do for work?” Daniel would type for Sumi before switching over to Compass.

      “I’m feeling quite well, thanks.” He typed before leaning back in his chair thinking.

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    • "You can touch stuff though nothing of interest. Choose a door and keep going."

      MEANWHILE

      Soon the guards would bring Nick to his cell and open the door. "Inside. Now." One guard ordered.

      MEANWHILE

      "I guard the outskirts of my city from the Swarm."

      "Oh good. So your a human, correct?"

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    • Nick would step into the call, looking around him for every detail.

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    • Gavyn hummed to himself and did a gesture with his hands though it didn't exactly mean anything. He shrugged and went up to the door to the north.

      "Door number two." He mumbled reaches out and opens it. Again, not peeking his head in, just taking a look before deciding to go completely in.

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    • “The Swarm?

      “Yes, you’d be correct.”

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    • The cell looked tightly secured. He had the necessitys he needed but he did spot a vent.

      MEANWHILE

      The next room was another red room with again 4 doors in all cardinal directions. This time a luxary couch in the middle of the room with a end table at one end with a book laying on top.

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    • Gavyn's eyes narrowed as he began to step into the room. If nothing stopped him he would look over at the book and at its spine to try and see its title.

      If he couldn't, he'd lean down and very gently, attempt to pick it up.

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    • The book looked to be Frankstein. "Old classic. Just put that in your bag and move on."

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    • He’d inspect it subtly, looking at if the vent was secured by screws or bolts or glue. Depending on what it was, he might have a chance of using it to escape.

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    • Bolts. And he could see thick bars on the other side.

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    • He shrugged and picked up the book. "Well alright then." Putting the book into his bag he made his way to the door to the left.

      Same procedure, open the door but do not walk into it just yet.

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    • (Waiting)

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    • The next few rooms were nothing too special. A lot of furniture. He'd also find things such as a coinless coin purse with a complex design, some shiny silverware, and a pair of glasses with one lens missing. Though one thing for sure, these rooms had the patterng of being red. Red carpet, wallpaper, and furniture.

      MEANWHILE

      "Yes, the Swarm... Oh I forgot, your somewhere completely different. Uh, well think of the Swarm as big armored bugs that find humans tastey."

      "Wonderful. I've always been curious about human culture. See where I come from humans were wiped out long ago in a war."

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    • “Ah... That does not sound fun.”

      “Oh. Must have been one intense war to make us go extinct.”

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    • "Yeah but we do well to keep them at bay. Have anything like that where you are?"

      "Yes, it was. What is human culture like? I know it's a broad question but I'm curious."

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    • (Wrong post. He's checking the vent in his cell. Also night.)

      Bolts. And he could see thick bars on the other side.

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    • Double barrier. Impressive, but not impenetrable. He’d look away from the vent so as to not be noticed. If it’s rusty, I could try forcing it open. If their galvanized, some vinegar or acidic solution should break it down slowly...

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    • “Not really, no. The biggest threat we have is ourselves.”

      “Well, that depends on where you are here. There are many, many different cultures that we have. Some are about seclusion, others about war. Some prefer peace. Too many to say.”

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    • He'd let out a hum to himself. "I'mma go out on a limb and say that you guys did not built any of this." He went to a door to the east and walked through.

      "Like, how did you get this thing here? Did you build around it? If there's more weird stuff like that..." He trailed off and continued on.

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    • The vent and bars were definitely not rusted. Though it was left unknown whether they were galvanized or not.

      MEANWHILE

      "Oh... How so? Like are you guys reckless?"

      "Interesting. What is your own culture like?"

      MEANWHILE

      Gavyn's Would hear some distant talking from the speaker. "Would it be OK to tell him about it?"

      "I doubt he's going to find the information useful."

      The scientist would then come back on the mic. "Well the door you originally opened led nowhere but using that key it opened up to what we call the Red Rooms. I guess you could say you opened a portal... Or something along those lines."

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    • Gavyn blinked and walked into the room before going to the north door, opening it, looking through and walking inside of it.

      "Ah, neat, so like... magic's real or some science gone hay-wire, its always one of the two." He shook his head and chuckled. "So, what? Am I just supposed to go deeper than the last guy?"

      He assumed that he wasn't the first one in-here.

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    • "You make it sound lack luster when you put it like that." The scientist then gave small laugh. The next few doors held nothing amazing but he'd come to one room that sent a few chills up his spine.

      This rooms bright red color scheme was much darker, the lighting dim and in the middle of the room stood a stool and a hanging noose. It was quite a off putting sight.

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    • He raised and eyebrow and held up a hand. "I don't like where this is going." He took a couple steps into the room, very cautious.

      "I'm gonna also assume that the more I go deeper into here, the more uh... destressing these rooms will start to get. Am I on the money?"

      He slowly went for a door to the east. Eyeing the noose for a couple seconds before opening said door to the east and looking into it.

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    • Nick would sigh, deciding to play it low until he got a better understanding of this strange prison, or whatever it was. He sat down on the edge of his cell bed in thought.

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    • "Not quite. The rooms are more... Sporadic as you head in. Some destressing and some just plain weird."

      MEANWHILE

      Some time would go by until a guard came to Nicks cell. "Alright, follow me."

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    • Nick would come quietly, keeping to himself and just following the guard’s orders.

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    • “Well, it’s a little more complicated then that.”

      “I like to follow a scientific culture. Facts are truth, after all.”

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    • Nick would be brought to a room named SCP-432 and inside was a large cabinet painted matte green with heavy corrosion and rust. A scientist was at a table looking over some paper before looking over. "Ah, finally here. We can get started then." He said as he got up.

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    • "Oh... Alright. Well, do you have a job?"

      "Wonderful! I to follow the same thing. So, what's like where you live?"

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    • Nick almost burst into laughter. A cabinet? A rusty, beaten-up cabinet? That’s what I need to get out of? Please, tell me that thing isn’t what I’m going to be escaping from. He expected something much more challenging, though he wondered if it was even going to be used in this ‘test’ of theirs. In any case, he stood silently as the doctor spoke.

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    • The scientist then approached. "Hold still." He said as he started to hook equipment up to him, being a headset and a shoulder mounted camera.

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    • “Sorta. It’s weird. Don’t really have a choice to work or not where I live. Now, this is just because of the area I have... Chose to live in.”

      “Cold, lonely and quiet. Of course, this is only the general area of where I live. Our world as a whole is overall pretty nice, from what I remember, anyway.”

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    • Nick finally spoke for the first time since arriving. “What’s this?”

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    • He entered the room and continued going through a couple of different directions till he found something weird staring at him from the door.

      "Hello, yes, I am 'door' world, pleasure to meet you."

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    • (Nick is fucked there is a monster in that john)

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    • (No need to spoil about whats going to happen.)

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    • "Oh... Well, anything you'd like to ask me?"

      "From what you remember...? Where are you living right now?"

      MEANWHILE

      "Equipment for the expedition." He says as he finish d hooking him up and then hands him a backpack. "Your pack contains the following:

      One (1) hand-torch (flashlight) with a three (3) hour lifespan and additional power sources providing up to six (6) additional hours Two (2) 0.5 L bottles of water Two (2) high-calorie energy bars Eight (8) sticks of luminous marker chalk

      All items will be confiscated once done. Refusing cooperation will result in termination. Do you understand?"

      MEANWHILE

      (Uh... Not sure what to say about that... Door thing.)

      Besides the strange door thing, the next door he approached strangely had the fragrance of fresh bread...

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    • “Oh, yes. I noticed you have metal parts. If you don’t mind me asking, is there a story behind them?”

      “A very large facility with many rooms. I don’t like it, but, I have to.”

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    • "Bread door... alright." He opened the door and walked through it. Making sure that no giant bread monster just started to come out and attempt to eat him.

      "Hello, yes, we are the red rooms with many rooms and doors."

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    • “Expedition? Do you mind telling me what I’m supposed to explore? What my objective is?” Nick would point at the cabinet. “It’s just a rusty old cabinet. What is this, Narnia?”

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    • "Oh, I'm doing fine..." She would stand there for a bit, seemingly wanting to ask something.

      MEANWHILE

      Siris would have been requested to reframe, that. Well, to put it simply while I was younger I was out wandering the outskirts when a group of Swarm attacked..."

      "And why do you have to?"

      MEANWHILE

      Inside was a change of scenery. On one side of the room there was a old timey kitchen it's a large stone oven. More apparent, there was two people within' the room with him. A short woman in peasant looking clothes looked to be at work making bread and a tall, VERY tall and skinny man in the same looking peasant looking apparel was grinding up wheat in a bowl. They looked normal all expect their faces which were just smooth, shiny surfaces.

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    • (Spoon, I'll just let you read the description of the corridors off of the website under Description.

      http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-432)

      "You'll find out." The guard said with a snicker and smug look.

      "Your objective is to listen to me without fault." The scientist awnsered. He then headed over to the cabinet and opened it up and he'd see what was inside.

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    • (I read up right when you said 432. This is going to be epic.)

      Nick felt something he hadn’t really felt before in large amounts: fear. Sure, he had been startled and scared about things when escaping prisons before, but never like this. This was different.

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    • (Erm, Mek, I think you gave me the wrong response.)

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    • (I have zero idea what happened with your response, Addict. Sure as hell wasn't like that when I pressed reply.)

      "Oh, well, when I was younger I was out wandering the outskirts of the city even though I was told it was dangerous... And then a group of Swarm came. I'm sure you can piece together what happened next."

      "And why do you have to?"

      MEANWHILE

      "You may proceed inside. We will be connected through the headset." The scientist said as he sat down at the table with a monitor and mic.

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    • Nick didn’t ask any further questions. With a deep breath, he’d walk straight into the cabinet, now seeing the inside of the SCP.

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    • “Ah, I’m sorry for bringing up such a terrible memory...”

      “Some stupid things I did years back.”

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    • Gavyn blinked, took one long look at their faces and chuckled. "Ah, sorry, wrong door." And closed the door before proceeding to go to one other door in the previous room that he did not go too.

      "Could've told me that there were 'slender-people' living in these rooms. Unless, that was the first time seeing something like that?"

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    • As he went inside his headset would come on. "You may proceed into SCP-432." The scientist spoke.

      MEANWHILE

      "No, it's fine. So, have any pets? I have a lovable husky myself."

      "I see. Well I hope that your situation approves."

      MEANWHILE

      "Like I said, sporadic. You could come across anything. Also, next time don't just leave an unusual room. Your in there to gather information. I will let it go this time." The next room wasn't really a room but a long, dark corridor.

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    • "No, but I want one. Whats the husky's name?"

      "Thanks. Well, thats enough about me. What is your world like?"

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    • Nick went forward, looking around the maze-like structure. Maybe this will lead me to freedom?

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    • "Her name is Gustave."

      "Well I live in the city. It's quite nice here."

      MEANWHILE

      As Nick continued on, he,d come to a T-section. "Take the chalk and mark the path you came from with a arrow." The scientist instructed.

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    • Nick would find the chalk in one of the straps and would drag it along the wall, drawing an arrow pointing towards the entrance. “Which way?” He spoke into the headset.

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    • "That's a nice name."

      "That's always good."

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    • Gavyn looked to see if he had a flashlight, if he did he would turn it on and slowly start walking into the hallway with a grim look on his face.

      If he didn't have a flashlight, he'd sigh... look behind him and started to walk into the long spooky hallway.

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    • "Your choice." The scientist awnsered Nick.

      MEANWHILE

      "Thank you!"

      "It is. I found a nice little job here to keep me on my feet."

      MEANWHILE

      Gavyn luckly did have a flashlight and so he headed inside. Five minutes would go by with nothing ahead, his footsteps echoing. "Haven't seen anything like this..." The scientist said sounding intruiged.

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    • "Awesome." Gavyn started to mumble, "take notes." He continued walking though he would grow more than a bit uneasy. "I feel like something like an infinite hallway would be 'another' strange object. Instead of being grabbed into this."

      He nodded to himself, this probably wasn't an everlasting hallway.

      Hopefully.

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    • Nick shrugged as he decided to go right.

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    • "Uh-huh." The scientist responded as he went on. Though, there was something wrong with the sound of his footsteps... It sounded... Off...

      MEANWHILE

      As Nick wandered on, it was mostly silent except for the sound of water dripping from pipes along the ceiling. He would then see some item lying in the middle of the corridor, just in sight.

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    • "Hmm... Out of curiosity, what is the best way to combat the swarm?"

      "What do you do at your job?"

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    • “What is that?” Nick didn’t like how ominous the place was, and just wanted confirmation of what to do from his scientist-turned-navigator.

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    • Gavyn paused and looked back to the other end of the hallway, the one where he came from for just a couple brief moments before continuing onwards.

      (This SCP is actually just a massive Shoggoth~)

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    • "The Swarm? Fire is pretty effective; fire and gunfire."

      "I make static art."

      MEANWHILE

      "Go look." The scientist answers.

      MEANWHILE

      As Gavyn pasued and looked behind himself, he saw nothing. After continuing his footsteps would soon start sounding strange again. It then hit him: There was another set of footsteps almost perfectly mimicing his. Whatever it qas sounded from behind and seemed to stay just out of reach from his flashlight, hiding in the dark. "Is something wrong?" The scientist said, noticing him stopping to look behind himself.

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    • Nick cautiously approached the object on the floor.

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    • "Well... they put a lot of effort into this hallway... yeah, there's no exit or entrance annnnd something's following me. Either that or this hallway really likes mimicking and echoing sounds. Can't see it if its a creature; staying out of my flashlight's light."

      He shook his head and continued onwards with an annoyed look on his face. "Well I give you my permission to follow mister possibly man-eating creature."

      Evidentally, humor was a coping mechanism for his predicament.

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    • The object on the floor looked to be a bloody shoe. Something to a black dress shoe. It laid in a puddle of blood. "Collect the item." The scientist commanded Nick.

      MEANWHILE

      "We don't need to follow it, it's already following you." The scientist said. Soon a door was insight. Just had to make it a little further...

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    • Gavyn rolled his eyes, he was refering to that he was allowing said creature to follow him not the other way around and finally... after so long he made it up to the door.

      "I thank you for being my companion in this incredibly spooky hallway. I might have freaked out a bit more if it wasn't for the fact that I knew someone was with me... or something if you'd prefer." He idly turned his head to look behind him and the hallway and shined his light out at it. Curious if he could see a glimpse of whatever was following him. Though he already had his hand on the door and was opening it while he did so.

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    • Nick didn’t like this one bit. A shoe? With the amount of blood around it, he imagined that the foot was probably still in there. He checked to confirm this.

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    • As he turned his head to look he'd find that his flashlight didn't shine and the hallway looked pitch black... No... Wait... It wasn't that his flashlight stopped shinning... Something was almost right about against it, keeping it from shinning. Something was right there in front of him... And it looked to be large and was charcoal black. Did he dare to look up at the figure?

      MEANWHILE

      To Nick's relief, no foot in the shoe...

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    • He let out a breath of relief before daintily placing the shoe in his back, then wiping his hands vigorously on his pants.

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    • “Static art?”

      “Makes sense. Fire is effected against most things, after all.”

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    • "Keep moving." The scientist ordered.

      MEANWHILE

      "You don't have static art?"

      "Yeah, but it can be a bit dangerous when they run back into a forest or any flammable area."

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    • The man continued down the pathway, the sense of unease continued to increase.

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    • “No. At least to my knowledge... Are you able to explain what it is?”

      “Ah, Yeah. Fire can be a little ‘too effective’ at it’s job.”

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    • Gavyn hummed and took a step back shunting himself against the now opening door as he moved the light of the flashlight presumably to where this thing's head should be on a normal body.

      "Mhmm, spooky..."

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    • "Well... Image there's a block in front of you and you can form it in any way you want with just your hands. Then you push a button to solidify it. It's like sculpting."

      MEANWHILE

      And Nick would find...! A dead end. "Head down the other path." The scientist ordered.

      MEANWHILE

      Gavyn would find the head disgustingly disproportionate. Giant head. A wide, grinning mouth across its face. Two small, white, sunken eyes stared at him. Its ears and nose were missing and it looked like his skin was being pulled and stretched to the back of his head. Its mouth would slowly open. This might be the time to leave.

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    • Gavyn nodded, "nice chat." And exited the hallway with a sudden burst of speed, fumblingly closing the door with a growled out voice. "Fuckingclosegoddammit!"

      He let out a sigh as he entered the new room. "Don't worry about that guys, it was just a nice man stalking me through inter-dimensional rooms comprised mostly of the color red. Well, actually, it was only one room." Something didn't seem right with this boy's head... he appeared to be taking many things in stride though evidently enough he did take that creature seriously if only for a moment.

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    • Nick sighed as he turned around to start walking in the scientist’s directed course. This was creepy and boring at the same time.

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    • "Just take a drink of your water and take a short break." The scientists responds to Gavyn. Inside the room looked quite normal... Fortunately. 

      MEANWHILE

      He'd reach the intersection and went the other way. So far nothing to bad... Another intersection. "Mark where you came from and pick a direction."

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    • Nick drew an arrow with his chalk before deciding to go left. “What’s the point of this experiment?”

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    • “That sounds pretty interesting.” Daniel started picturing what this would be like. It doesn’t seem too far from the realm of possibility.

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    • "We're exploring new routes." The scientist answers as Nick caught the sound of scratching within' the walls. It was faint but there...

      MEANWHILE

      "Yes, it is. Do you have anything like static art?"

      "Yeah... So do you have bugs on your planet?"