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Don't tell SCP 049
Day 5
Scp 035 was in one of the foundation's lounge rooms, having a pile of different objects next to him, seeming to be putting something together in the center of the room.
035: hm... needs more black paint... *starts going through the pile of stuff*
From the wall behind him a black portal apears and out the portal come scp 106. Half of his body exits the portal as he watches 035 pull out a black spray paint can from the pile and spray paint whatever it is he made.
106: uh... what... the hell... is that? *points at whatever 035 is making*
035: oh this?
In front of 035 is scp 173, partly spray painted black and half a plague doctor's mask covering over where their mouth would be. There was also a black cloth tied around 173's neck, simulating that of a cloak and a hood.
035: Why, I'm making a temporary replacement for the doctor.
106: *raises brow* ... why?
035: well you see here Larry, it's just not the same doing fun and outgoing things when there isn't anyone around to tell you to not do those fun and outgoing things. So, I've come up with a temporary solution!
106: ... by replacing the doctor with 173 in his clothing?
035: yes well technically mimicry of his hide or skin or however it's called. But yes! Pretty much old chap!
106: ... *looks at the sculpture* .... *then back at 035* ... you are aware 173 doesn't, oh I don't know... talk!
035: he doesn't have to! That's the beauty of it, because sometimes the doctor gives me the silent treatment anyways!
106: Ok? ... so, how is he just... staying in one place anyway this whole entire conversation?
035: oh! Because Jay is still ducked taped onto the ceiling from a few days ago still. *he points to the ceiling where 049-J is*
049-J: *staring intensely at 173 and sweating profusely* . . . C-Can I stop now please?
035: unless you wanna die by neck breaking... keep. Your. Damn. Eyes on him!
049-J: oh bother...
106: oh ya forgot we did that...
035: ya. *fimshes the spray paint on 173* and done! *takes a step back to view his work* What do you think!?
106: *looks at 173*
173: ...
106: ... well now he just looks like a peanut with a beak on it dressed in black.
035: close enough! Now! We just-
Just then scp-096 came walking into the room his back hunched over to get through the door; a paperbag accompanying him over his head to keep everyone safe from triggering his rage state.
035: ah! Shy! You just in time to meet the temporary replacement doctor!
096: ? *looks over at 173* ...
173: ...
096: ...
173: ...
096: ...
049-J: *struggling to keep his eyes open* ugh- *blinks* uh oh!
173: *is now a foot closer to 096*
096: *whimpers loudly and shaking his head in fear* *starts back tracking out the door into a speed walk*
035: damn it, Jay! I said don't blin-!
035: . . .
Suddenly the power goes out as a voice over the intercom lets everyone know that the power to the light would be temporarily shut down and that everything would be ok so long as the scps were in their cells. Once the lights turned back on, 173 had disappeared from the room. Everyone in the room had gone silent.
106: ...
049-J: ... I didn't do it!
035: ah crap.
The alarms then start to go off as the intercom changed to a voice of calm to panic.
Intercom: "Attention scp-173 has escapes containment! Currently it's uh- ... A-Am I reading this right? Uh... Currently dressed up as a... plague doctor?"
106: ...
035: ...
049-J: ...
035: ... Don't Tell Doc.
106: Yep.
035: can I go into your-
106: nope! *goes back into his pocket dimension*
035: ... sh*t! *runs out of the room*
049-J: uhm... hello? ... help...
Don't Tell SCP 049
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Now on with the show!
Leonardo: ... *moves the mask around a bit to get a better look* fascinating... I have never seen any comedy mask like this before!
New York, somewhere hidden in the city is the assassin's creed household. In the house, Leonardo Da Vinci is currently studying and observing SCP 035, who had almost succeeded in turning Jacob into another one of his temporary hosts. While Jacob himself is currently pouting and is covered in bruises from Shaun and Desmond tackling him down into the rubble of an old Venice house. Trying to stop him from putting SCP 035 on his face. Shaun and Desmond stand by Leonardo while he observes the mask (with safety tongs of course). While Evie and Ezio are trying their best to console Jacob from the incident that had taken place. Some of the others watch intently as Leonardo tries to get a better understanding of the possessive mask.
Shaun: you can say that again...
Evie: come on Jacob.
Jacob: *huffs and turns away from Evie*
Evie: Jacob I said I was sorry! I didn't actually, believe you were being serious.
Jacob: well I was!
Ezio: come now amico, you can't be mad at your sister forever.
Jacob: bet!
Evie: *sighs*
Malik: so explain to us why this *does air quotes* "possessive mask" tried to get Jacob to wear it, exactly?
Connor: ya cause this thing... looks cursed.
Shaun: right. Desmond you wanna give this one away or-
Desmond: ya I got this one. *clears throat* Ok so basically the possessive mask, better known to the foundation as SCP-035, is a possessive mask that requires a human or humanoid-like host, organic or not so long as it has a humanoid face shape, it will possess the body and will essentially cause the original person to go brain dead and well dies.
Shaun: Once then, he'll take over that body and talk through it with his voice, he'll sometimes take on the traits of those he possesses, going as far as to even know every bit of information and memory that the person had when they were alive. And-
Rebecca: and he knows everything about the human brain and mind so this guy knows how to talk you into doing anything he wants you to do. He also has telepathic abilities as well.
Shaun: . . .
Desmond: . . .
Rebecca: what? Come on you guys, you think you are the only ones who are into this stuff?
Arno: Uh... so wait- hold on so, why choose Jacob as a host?
Jacob: because I'm awsome-
Shaun: probably because he was the easiest out of all of us there to be persuaded into putting him on.
Jacob: Hey!
Edward: So that mask can talk too?
Desmond: ya- well kind of.
Edward: if that mask can talk, then why isn't it talking?
Shaun: surprisingly, I have no idea. Usually this thing loves to talk.
Maria: You also mentioned something about a foundation. What kind of foundation are you refuring to?
Desmond: The SCP foundation.
Alexios: s.c.p?
Desmond: Secure.
Shaun: Contain.
Rebecca: Protect.
Desmond: We die in darkness so you may live in the light-
Connor: Wait, wait! ... that kind of sounds like our saying...
Arno:... What?
Connor: You know. The whole, "We work in the dark to serve the light." That phrase.
Jacob: I SAY WE SUE THEM-
Ezio: ya wait- HEY! They completely stole our phrase and just re-worded it!
Desmond: I-... Huh, I never noticed that before.
Aveline: OK can we get back to the foundation thing! Desmond, continue please.
Desmond: Right, well they're the main goal is to contain anomalies as a way of protecting humanity from the danger some of them possess, and to study and research them and how they work, as well as keeping the normalcy of the world.
Shaun: living or Object.
Rebecca: or just weird phenomenons that happen.
Jacob: secure, contain, protect ... Ok I'll give them this... That's a cool acronym! Why can't we do something like that!?
Bayek: Because we never needed one.
Edward: well ya but it be really nice to have one.
Alexios: The Templars have a name to brand themselves and make money why can't we?
Ezio: they have point.
Aya: we're not get an acronym for the creed.
Jacob: well why not!? We could brand ourselves and make cash!
Connor: I'm fine with how we have creed as it is.
Jacob: Oh Connor! You silly, silly, man... acronyms are cool if you know how to do it right. Makes you stick out.
Malik: exactly why we don't need one.
There is an eerie, echo of mocking laughter that fills the room, sending shivers down everyone's spine, as everyone slowly starts turning their attention to the mask still being held in the tongs Leonardo was using to hold it.
035: "My your all quite the delight to be around~. Talking about the most simplest off topic things then make it a big deal out of it the deeper you go. It's quite amusing really~."
Leonardo nearly drops the tongs he was using to hold the mask, just bearly catching them in time.
Desmond: alright @$$hole what's your game here?
035: "Aw~ can't we just have a nice chat? I am a people person after all."
Jacob: screw you! You nearly turned me into a walking corps for you to pilot!
035: "Touché now aren't we?"
Maria: ok... this is just getting werid even for us.
Malik: agreed.
Shaun: Don't even think about trying to mind control us either.
Rebecca: ya! We're elite b@#$, you can't touch us.
035: "I can see that. Many of you in the room currently each have the gift. The gift of the ancient Isu race. It would be a challenge... but who doesn't like a good challenge? Isn't that right Leonardo. Ah how good it is to see such a now famous face."
Leonardo: we've... met before?
035: "oh yes! 1487, you were invited by some of the richest Nobleman in the country of Italy to have one of you paintings displayed in an art gallery. I ran into when you were looking at some of the other art pieces inside. I recognized one of your works and complmented you on it. Remember?"
Leonardo: *nervously chuckles* I think you have the wrong painter, cause I would have certainly... remember. . .
Ezio: ... Leo?
Leonardo: . . .
Desmond: Uh Leonardo?
Leonardo: . . . *gently puts the metal tongs down onto the table and walks over behind Ezio, only to stare blankly at the mask in horror* . . . I remember you now.
Jacob: Wait! Wait! Hold up! So you have, actually met this family mask!?
035: "indeed he has! You know, Ezio your friend here was quite different from all the ither artist I meet that day. He's Cheerful, optimistic, smart, well rounded, open minded, greatly empathic and expressive, and very curious man by nature. He did actually almost uncovered my secret during our talk, that was how curious of a man you were. But Leonardo is also a chronic procrastinator, and very easily distractible. If I hadn't pointed out one of the paintings to you had done, Hehe, you might have actually uncovered my secrect long ago.
Ezio: Hey-! Wait... how did you know my-
Shaun: he can read minds Ezio, remember?
Leonardo: Mio dio...
035: That's my name! Well the name I prefer to be called by.
Malik: Dio?
035: Well actually it's more of D y o. Greak name. Ah the greaks and the Roman empire, such a marvelous time to be alive then. Right Alexios?"
Alexios: oh indeed it is! Quite a beautiful place!
Arno: Don't fuel the fire Alexios! It's trying to get inside your head by feeding you complements!
Shaun: Wait so were you actually made by greak Gods or-
Desmond: Shaun, buddy come on we've been over this. I still think he's secretly the black lord of Alagadda.
Shaun: yes but how on earth does Alagadda line up with the bits and pieces of information the foundation has on him so far?
Desmond: he's a big @$$ lier Shaun! You can't believe ever word that comes out his mouth.
Shaun: true but-
Connor: OK! Are we done here!?
035: "nope! And please you two do keep talking. I rather like this little side conversation about me~."
Jacob: f@#$ you.
035: "Aw~ is someone still mad about me?"
Jacob: yes!?!?
035: "Well I guess that makes two of you then."
Desmond: uhm, two?
035: "Yes, isn't that right... Kassandra."
Everyone in the living room turned and looked up to see Kassandra standing their with face of anger spread across it, lookimh stright down at the mask. Her staff of caduceus in her hands.
Alexios: sister?
Kassandra: . . . What. The hell. Is that damn maks. . . Doing in our house!?
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Don't tell Scp 049
Day 3
035, 106, 076, and 079 have found themselves in the foundation gym, they decided to mess around with the equipment out of boredom. 076 however thought it would be fun to see who could run 3 miles in just under 10 minutes. The mask willing to take Able up on that offer went first. 079 was keeping track of both miles passed and time.
035: *using an exercises bike* *out of breath* Where we at?
079: *has appeared in one of the gym T.Vs* *beeps* 0.7 miles. Time 1.45 minutes.
076: *groans* speed up faster mask! You'll never make it!
106: Ya come on! I thought you said you could make your host run as a fast as you want?
035: well I'm also decaying at the same time now aren't I!!!
076: *pulls out a megaphone amd puts it close to the mask's ear* three mile mask! Three miles Mask!
079: *beeps* 2 minutes 035.
079: Speed up faster maggot!!!
035: I'M TRYING B@#$!!!
106: *sitting by 035* ... *looks over at 035 with a smug grin on his face* Should we get food? What kind of food do you want-
035: shut up!
106: Oh! What if we-
035: OH GOD STOP TALKING TO MEE!!
106: oh! I have an idea! What if I snuck into the foundation dinning hall and we got some hotdogs?
035: AAAAAAAH!!!
5 minutes in
076: *checks the time on 079* Heh, your actually doing good for a mask. Your actually almost there.
035: *heavy breathing and keeps pedaling faster*
076: your breathing is getting better too.
035: *ignores and keeps going*
106: ... hehe. Hey Able I don't think he heard you- *grabs the megaphone and put it next to 035's ear* 035 your breathing is-
035: *smacks the megaphone away* I WILL F@#$ING KILL YOU!!!
076: *chuckles* Haha!
9 minutes in.
106: *still holding the megaphone* Oasis... Oasis... Oasis...
035: *Getting even more annoyed*
106: ... Oasissss-
079: *beeps* time. Total. *beeps* 9.13 min-
035: F@#$ING @$$HOLE!!!
106: What!? 035 you got 9.13!
035: AAAAH! *headbutts the wall*
4 minutes after.
106: ...
076: *arms crossed*
035: *has a bandage over a crack in the forehead part of his mask* I am sorry. I didn't mean to get mad. The pre-workout got me all hopped up, then there's the stain on 049's room carpet, the 05 councils's expectancies-
106: mhm.
035: the standards are pretty high.
079: *shifts the security camra to behind 035*
There is a midsized hole in the wall that 035 had created with his headbutt.
035: the stress just really got to me. And I'm sorry.
106: it's fine.
035: good, good... alright! *claps his hands together* Able your turn!
076: Heh! I'll show you all how a real warrior runs! *gets on the bike*
1 minute later.
The hole that 035 had made was now a much bigger hole that has breached through the other side of the wall, hitting and knocking out one of the unfortunate researchers stand unknowingly in the line of fire. The back wheel on the exercise bike had completely flew off, as it was unable to handle Able's speed and strength. The alarms blared through the site as the group of anomalies stared at the now massive hole in the wall.
106: ...
076: ...
035: ...
079: ...
076: ... Don't tell the bird-man?
035 and 106: Don't tell doc.
079: *beeps* agreed. *dispears off the monitor*
106: *disappears through the floor*
035: *books it out the door*
076: *jumps out the nearest Window*
Don't tell scp 049
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Don't Tell scp-049
Day 2
Day 2 of scp-049 being absent from site 19. While scp 035 and scp 076 are wreck havoc in the main area scp 106 decided to go and explore some of the other scp containment chambers, hoping to possably torment any anomalous creatures in his pocket dimension. However he end up finding himself in scp 049's empty containment chamber instead.
106: *peaks out of the wall* HEEEERES LAWRENCE- ... empty. Damn it! ... *looks around the cell*
The cell was a plain white room, a single cot on the left side wall of the cell, and a desk close by it, had several different tables with different test tunes and chemical sets, placed on them in a somewhat chaotic order, in the center of the other side of the room was seemed to look like a surgical area, there he saw a large overhead light above an operating table next to it a rolling cart, resting on top were some cleaned up surgical tools and by the wall next to the surgery area was a lone sink.
It then came to 106 that he was in the plague doctor's cell.
106: huh... *picks up one of 049's scalpels and fiddles with it* eh... I'll never understand why the doctor does this stuff... *looks down at the scalpel he's holding for a moment* . . .
Half an hour later.
106: *wearing a paper made plague doctor's mask and speaks in a mediocre french accent* HMMM YES PeStIlEnCe AnD DiSeAsEs! *sniffing sounds* WHOOP! I sEmLl PeStIlEnCe iN yOu! *swings the scalpel around* DYO YOU PORCELAIN B@#$! I SAID DON'T TOUCH MY SH*T! *starts waving his arms around in the air still holding the scalpel* EvErYoNe LiStEn To mE aNd EvErY eArFuLl AnNoYiNg CoMmAnDs I hAvE tO SaY cAuSe yOu IdIotS cAn'T dO sH*T RiGhT! *swings the scalpel around some more* LoOk aT mE AnD mY bIg @$$ BeAk FaCe AnD LiStEn To mY OUTRAGEOUS FRENCH ACCENT!!! VERY OUTRAGEOUS!!!
Scp 035 over hears yelling from 049's chambers and takes a peek inside the room to see what was going on, only to find 106 stomping around the plague doctor's cell wearing a poorly made plague doctor's mask.
106: HaVe NO FeAr DeAr PaTiEnTs fOr I! *tries to do a scalpel trick spin but nearly drops it* Oh sh*t- *catches it last second and lifts it in the air* AM THE CURE!!! NOW I WILL CURE THE PESTIL-
035: *leaning on the cell door* Nice impersonation attempt.
106: *freezes in place* . . . Uh... h-how long were you standing there for?
035: ... *pulls out a well made mask connect piece of a plague doctor's lower mask and puts it over the mouth part of his face* *starts talking in 049's voice* long enough to show you how to impersonate the good doctor properly.
106: ...
035: *smug energy* ...
106: ... don't tell the Doctor-
035: Don't, tell, Doc.
30 minutes later.
035: *still in 049's voice* pass me the scalpel, my dear good doctor.
106: of course good doctor. *passes 035 the scalpel*
035: *cuts something with the scalpel* pass the glue, now.
106: glue! *hands 035 the glue*
035: *glues something* and done! Our patient has been cured of the pestilence!
Sitting there on the plague doctor's surgical table was a bar of carved soap in the shape of what apear to be the shape of a platypus, with beak and limbs made from gluw and cut popsicle sticks.
106: ... I hate to use such language, but our patient looks like sh*t.
035: In your eyes maybe good doctor! But I think this surgery was a complete success! *stretches his arms out*
There was a sudden crash of shattering glass next to them.
106: O_O . . .
035: *is now the tragedy mask* . . .
Both turn to the left and looked down to see one of the plague doctor's test-tubes full of strange black liquid substince had spilled on the only carpet in the entire room.
035: *in his normal voice* ... oh that's not good.
106: *his normal voice and takes if his mask* OH YOU THINK!?? Why the hell does he have a single white f@#$ing carpet in his entire cell!?
035: oh that's an easy answer! Cause his feet hurt when he stands in a single spot for a long period of time when he does surgery, so he had them put a carpet next to his surgery table to-
106: NEVER MIND THAT! We gotta clean this sh*t up before anyone sees!
035: OK! Ok! Relax! I know where doc keeps his rags at! *goes to find a rag in one of the cupboards* Where the f@#$ did doc move the stupid-
106: hurry up!
035: SHUT UP I GOT IT! *grabs a rag* found it! *runs it under warm water in a nearby sink and starts cleaning the stain on the rug* Oh no, not the CARPET!!!
106: Doc is going to kiiill you!!!
035: *scrubs harder* ooh Doc is gonna kill me!
The black liquid doesn't go away, as it stains the rag as well.
035: Ooh WHAT HAVE I DOOOONE! OOOH NO, OH NO, OH NOOOO!
The stain doesn't go away and starts to get bigger as 035 continues to scrub at it.
035: OH I'M MAKING IT WORSE!!!
106: *starts laughing* oh this turned over quickly completely!
035: OOOH YOU @$$HOLE!!! You made this happen!!!
106: I DIDN'T MAKE YOU FLING YOUR CLUMSY @$$ HOST HANDS AT THE GLASS TUBES!!!
035: UUUGH! ... *looks up at the cell security camera* Oh Doc please don't watch the security footage please! Uuugh! It was all Lawrence's Fault!
106: I wasn't the one who broke his sh*t! That was you!
035: YA BUT YOU WERE IN DOC'S ROOM WHEN HE TOLD US NOT TOO!!!
106: YOU BROKE HIS SH*T! NOT ME!!!
035: YOU F@#$ING WENT INTO HIS ROOM FIRST!!!
106: OK! you know what! Let's just say 682 did this or something. I mean the doctor isn't gonna be back here in a week maybe the foundation will clean up his room or something.
035: *sighs* fine! Your right! Your right! *stands up and puts the rag in the sink and looks down at the mess* ... you think he'll notice?
106: *looks down at the stain as well*
The stain has became bigger and is nearly a gaint black blob on the carpet.
106: . . . No, I don't think he will...
035: ... Ok, so we both agree to never speak of this again?
106: agreed.
035: Don't tell Doc.
106: Don't tell Doc. *sinks into his pocket dimension portal on the ground*
035: *quickly leaves the room while whistling*
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Don't tell Doc.
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Don't tell scp-049
Day 1
049 has been temporarily moved to another site for the week. Before leaving however 049 reminds every to not cause to much trouble while he's away, however two particular scps see this as a window of opertunity
035: *has a researcher host and is currently ductaping 049-j to the ceiling* Hehe!
076: *is helping by holding 049-j in place* *snickers*
049-J: *sweating profusely* ...Well this is quite the bother...
106: *just watching* *wheezes* Haha!
682: *walks in with 053 on his back*
053: *holding 079* Uhm... what are you guys doing?
035: ductaping Doc's werid little brother to the ceiling~.
076: Haha! *holding 049-J to the ceiling*
049-J: *bird screeching noises*
079: *beeps* request to ask, why are you two doing such an idiotic thing? *beeps*
076: cause it's funny and entertaining as hell! Haha!
053: and what about you? *points to the old man*
106: oh I just came to watch them torment the little bastard! *wheezes* Haha!
682: The doctor will surely be pissed at the two of you if he found out that you two were doing this to his werid little nuisance of a brother. Especially you, 035.
035: oh ya, that reminds me- Don't. Tell. Doc. About this *chuckles* he'll be very, very, very upset, so guys whatever you do. *puts more tape on 049-j* Don't. Tell. Doc!
053: ... He's gonna find out-
035: Don't. Tell. Doc!
106: he's gonna know, they have security footage here.
035: Don't. Tell. Doc- he doesn't watch any if the security footage!
079: *beeps* he helps me edit, a calculation of *whirling noises* *beeps* 20.7% of the security footage when the security team isn't around.
035: Well then. *turns to face one of the security cameras* Doc if you some how find out, I will repaint the ceiling and watch your crackhead brother for a week. *putting more ductap on 049-J*
106: you're both are so dead. *wheezes* but it's worth the watch at J's expense! Haha!
035: Doc's not gonna know!
049-J: He'll watch!
076: *ductapes 049-j's beak up* Silence smaller bird-man!
682: I live for the day that the plague doctor finally smashes you you into bits 035. Within a week is most likely the day he finally does.
035: he won't know! Just Don't tell Doc! It's perfectly fine. *finshes ductaping 049-J to the ceiling* there! *pats the tap down* finished!
076: *let's go and steps back chuckling* tiny bird-man is now the ceilings problem!
049-J is now ductaped to the ceiling of the site 19 break room. 049-J tries to break from his ductape imprisonment, but doesn't move an inch.
035: This is truly legacy!
076: Haha!
106: *wheezes* Haha!
682: *shakes his head with disappointment* Idiots... all of them. Idiots.
053: I feel bad for J...
079: *beeps* Don't feel to bad for him. He had this one coming. *beeps*
Hope you enjoyed day one of Don't Tell scp 049. Inspired by both "Don't tell Amy" from Unus Annus and one clip from scp explained when they literally said in there video with scp 049 and 096 where a reasercher said "Don't tell scp 049." And I was ha that kind of reminds me of when Mark was like Don't tell Amy. XD
Then I came up with this little idea. Yes there will be more of this all the way till day 7, so stat tuned for that! Oh and remember to stay safe and-
Don't tell Scp-049
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Dr.[REDACTED]: guys scp-049 has been acting very strange these past few days. When finally presented with the opportunity to do one of it's surgeries, it completely ignored the D-class within it's cell. Which isn't typically something like 049 to do, passing up an opportunity like that.
035: *in his containment cell in the background over hearing this* Oh Ya! Because you know him soooo well- shut your faaace!
All the scps in site 19 are be relocated in a truck together to New Jersey after a failed containment breach caused the Site to explode.
035: *locked in a glass case* . . .
079: *sitting on a wheeled push cart* . . .
106: *is secured down* ...
076: *has his insta-kill collar* *grumpy* >=( ...
682: *in a tank of acid* *same* >=( ...
096: *has a bag over his head* *sad* *whimpers* ... *scoots slowly over next to 049* *whimpers*
049: *has his neck and wrist restraints on* *sighs and pets 096 and hums to it*
035: ... Hey Doc?
049: hm?
035: is this our vacation?
049: ... ya.
035: oh... *awkward pause* ... hey Doc?
049: what?
035: are we trash?
049: hm... kind of.
035: ooh... *is now sad too*
Everyone: . . .
079: . . . *beep* Conclusion. *beep* This sucks.
Hope you liked this werid family guy incorrect quote reference that my brain randomly generated out of no where!
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Scps 106 and 049 are chilling in one of the empty foundation cafeteria areas.
106: so that's when I- *sniffs the air* what's that... chemical smell?
049: *writing in his journal, not looking up from it* black spray paint.
106: what were you painting?
A black spray painted ball comes rolling into the cafeteria by their table.
035: *inside the ball* Oh, you think your so funny! Well, as soon as I find my way out, YOUR DEAD DOC-
049: *kicks ball into a spin*
035: *spinning aggressively in the ball* AHH!
106: *Wheezy laugh* HaHaHA!
Welp! Hope you guys liked my first short SCP headcanon, cause I'm gonna start making those now too. 😎👌
Some where inside an abandoned building in Venic.
Jacob: ...
Jacob is holding what looks to be an old white porcelain comedy mask that seems to ooz a bit of black slug from the mouth and eye holes.
Jacob: . . .
035: "hey. Hey you."
Jacob: *looks around for a moment before looking back at the mask* ?
035: "ya you, what other dashing good looking gentleman in a top-hat would I be talking to?"
Jacob: *shrugs*
035: "hey, you know what you should do?"
Jacob: what?
035: "try me on, trust me. With me by your side, those templars in London won't stand a chance."
Jacob: uh... I don't know... your oozing a lot... wait how do you know about the templar-
035: "oh come on~ we'll make a great team, trust me. Don't you want to prove to your sister you have good ideas."
Jacob: I guess?
035: "Then this is your greast idea of putting me on."
Jacob: that wasn't- ... was it?
035: "ya don't you remember?"
Jacob: wait now I'm really confused...
035: "just put me on, Rook."
Jacob: . . . Evie!
Evie: *from a far, look around the building* What Jacob?
Jacob: Uhh- I found this... weird... creepy, porcelain, comedy mask!
Evie: Cool, maybe we can bring it with us for study.
Jacob: also it's uh... oozing black goo and I'm having a strong urge to put it on my face.
Desmond and Shaun who are near by over hear this and turn to look at each other for a moment before turning around to see the said porcelain mask that Jacob is currently holding.
Desmond: . . .
Shaun: . . .
Evie: oh Ha, Ha, very funny Jacob, but we don't, have time for your little hijinks today.
Jacob: *is inches away from putting the mask on his face* Evie I'm not joking around... it's whispering things to me!
Evie: enough Jacob.
Jacob: Evie! it's whispering complements at me!!!
Desmond and Shaun: no- *start rushing over to Jacob* no no no NO NO-
Jacob: *is about to put it on* EIVE!!!
Evie: *turns around* WHAT-!?
Shaun and Desmond: NOOO- *both Tackle Jacob down to the ground while the porcelain comedy (now the tragedy expression) is sent flying into the air*
Lol yes Desmond and Shaun both now about the SCPs XD
Welp yes... I'm not dead.
School has been hard and I've been try my best to survive this year, getting closer and closer fo the dinsh line. Especially what's all been around the world... 🇺🇦
Thought I'd post something to lift some spirits up, and what better why then for our good old friend Jacob Frye to find a very suspicious porcelain comedy mask 🎭.
SCP 035 wiki here -> 🎭
Hope you guys liked this little SCP Assassin's Creed head Crossover headcannon! Stay safe and stay strong 💪 😎
Been sinking back into SCP and I figure I'd share 👉👈 These are {{PREORDERS}} rn.
Legally nothing stops you from drawing 035 as the king he is
Yeah, the king he is.
Eating popcorn at 3:00 AM is king activities.
Дэбилс
Translation:
- we are good guys!
- well fuck
translation: Well, well, well, underwear possession is forbidden! inspiration from this artwork above ура я чето выложила!
It captured Sara 😭
Мы 👾
Collab with @abrok 🍓
Chupa chapa
Хочу про них стих написать, но не знаю с чего начать
Апдейт: Я вафиге, но я написал 💀
Тут много ошибок орфографических и грамматических, но мне нрав в принципе
Правда рифма не везде есть
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Смеркалось, из темноты ни свет ни заря вышла фигура как из тёмного угля
Плачет, стонет о непроглядной судьбе, кто же поможет ей в этой беде?
Чёрное небо, серый закат,
Меняются дни как небесный каскад.
"Как же ужасно, покоя мне нет!"
"Неужели не успокоит никто,мой грустный квартет? "
Каждый видит, во мне что хочет право! Но я не икона, чтобы стоять и сверкать!
Мне нужно общенье! Мне нужно вниманье!
Да и помощь за счёт оправданья!
Неужели только в могиле я найду это всё?"
Печальный взгляд освещал это место, ведь не было здесь ни единого света
Лишь одна темнота, лишь одни оправданья!
И вечеринки скупых ожиданья.
Чёрный лорд поник и осип.
Не было больше на свете тех сил, что способны сдержать его темную душу
И упал он в бездомное место
Навсегда попрощавшись с разумом светлым
И так шли годы и тысячелетия
Пока не сцене не появился новый квартетник
Он был так ярок и пылок в угольном месте
Что смог заполонить он все светом небесным в угасающий его разум болезнью
"Кто же ты? Иль героем собрался ты быть во тьме непроглядной?"
Но слова не дошли до получателя
Актёр уже выступал на месте принятия
Всем интересно кто же под маской
Неужели ещё один заложник несчастный?
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На английский, к сожалению не переведу ибо это выше моих сил 😷
Eeeehh have a good day 👩👦
Дедки танцуют на танцпооле
bro chose the wrong profession…
Silly dummy old sketches