(Roleplay Thread) SCP: Transfer

  • Lieutenant Asriel arrived, sipping at chocolate. “Curfew in a few minutes,” he warned as he escorted you back to your cell. He radioed Marcus (@simon) saying; “You got a D-Class, correct? Make sure to return them to their cell.”

Curfew Begins -
Unescorted D-class to be shot on sight.
Test results to be logged.

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  • Researcher Roberts arrived in SCP: 999’s Control Room. She waved to Simmons and Aveyard. “Hey.”

as the candies ran out, marcus paged D-652 (@DirectorHail)
“Alright. Test’s over. please head to the door and I’ll let you out shortly”
Then marcus turned to Researcher Roberts
“Yo. How did your day go?”

  • “Horrible,” she said. “Some idiot D-Class got hold of a Senior Researcher’s keycard. He went stumbling into Super Heavy Containment Zone. Would’ve unlocked 682’s cell if the keycard worked.” She sighed. “He got terminated, of course.”

“Uh oh. Which one, may i ask?”

  • “D-480, i believe,” she said. “Why?”

“I was wondering if it was any of the ones im familiar with. It isn’t, so the point is moot”

  • “Fair enough,” she said.
    (Want me to puppet Hail to Containment door?)

((eh, ill just assume he goes there now))
as hail approached the door, without warning scp-999 launched itself at him, engulfing most of his body, and began to tickle him without relent

  • Roberts snorted. “How long until he starts screaming?”

Leo woke in his cell, which puzzled him. He glanced at the handcuffs and wondered. How could he sneak it out?

He just groaned and shoved it down the back of his neck. Hopefully no one would see it.

marcus looked at Roberts quizically
“How much have you tested with 999 before?”

  • “Not much,” she admitted. “My work is more assorted to the Keters that need to be terminated.”

“Well, I would remind you that, one, we’re short on new D-class for the time being, two, Im freely choosing to stand here talking to you while this guy is being ““attacked””, and three, if you look on the containment procedures for this thing, you’ll see that it’s allowed out of its cell”
“So, i don’t think he’ll end up screaming. In fact i have a slight suspicion he’ll end up laughing
“…which i may or may not have told him not to do with similar severity to ‘keep your eyes on it’ in 173.” “want to stay and watch the fireworks?”

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“I uh, you want me to stop 999? Havent actually seen it in testing before”

“No, thats what im saying. He’ll be fine. In fact, he’ll be better off if we leave him there for a bit.”

“Oh, neat” Simmons leans back, still somehow sipping that coffee he got from 294 in the morning

  • “Isn’t it cold?” Roberts asked Lieutenant Simmons.