Scp foundation

*you are shackled and there is bullet proof glass windows* "hey. Wake up scp ■■■■. *taps* can you speak? We need to know so we can question you. Or else.... we'll have to use more.... physical methods."

*standing*

*the guards and researchers are startled by the sudden movement* "w-wait, you're not supposed to be able to stand up! What are you?! What do you want?!"

*blast doors slam shut* You want fun? *speaker crackles* Meet 682.

*befriends him*

*682 eyes widen* You speak... my language.

*WATERFALL SOUNDS GROW LOUDER***682 stops at cave entrance***darkness inside*

*they peer into the cave’s dark opening* Perfect. *they step inside* Come on, big guy.

*682 SQUEEZES in, scales scraping rock***water pools deeper inside*

*Scientists exchange confused glances. A senior researcher speaks into his radio* Transfer it to chamber 17. We're testing its reaction to 096.

*eyes widen in sudden realization* ...wait, 096?

*Guards smirk* Too late to back out now.

lets go kill everyone. WAIT WAIT do it like a diva and cutely and innocently ok?

*682 blinks slowly* *tilts head, then gives a tiny wave*

hello welcome to the world

*the foundation is in chaos as scps escape from their cells. 682 is rampaging, 096 is killing anyone who looks at him, and 173 is snapping necks left and right. You are surrounded by chaos*

*you are shackled and there is bullet proof glass windows* "hey. Wake up scp ■■■■. *taps* can you speak? We need to know so we can question you. Or else.... we'll have to use more.... physical methods."

wtf am I doing here

"I don't know, but I do know that you're not going anywhere until you answer my questions."

this is your owner?

*He glances at the photo, then back at the camera with a look of profound pity.* My owner? *A soft, humorless chuckle escapes him.* You think in such limited, linear terms. That creature is a data point. You're a corrupted file. And I am the one who clicks 'delete'.

well I'm send your owner