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『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
SCP-3084 is to be kept is a 5 m x 5 m x 5 m room, complete with an adjoining restroom. The room is made out of rowan wood, fully furnished. There is a refined Hecatolite window near the cell door for viewing. The room consists of a bed, a table with four chairs, and desk with various 'objects' to keep SCP-3084 'entertained'.

All personnel who enter SCP-3084 are advised to stay within 3 feet of SCP-3084, and it is suggested to wear a pouch of wolfs bane or mistletoe for protection. Personnel should not entertain SCP-3084's lewd imagination, however, D-class personnel are to be sent to SCP-3084 during the day prior to, the day of, and the day after a full moon for these purposes. Personnel should refrain from maintaining direct eye contact with SCP-3084 if it appears hostile, as it may inflict pain via telepathic connection.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
Azusa let out a deep sigh as he glanced down at the camera. He snapped his fingers, making his hair go black, knowing that red gave SCP-3084 a head ache. He had read the file on this SCP, and to be honest, he was a little unnerved by it. However, it was his duty as a thaumiel SCP to take procedure and to check up on everything, to make sure this one didn't escape once more. He cleared his throat. "Good morning SCP-3084, I'm going to have to come in and check up on the cameras and such, would you like it if I played music while doing so? Your file never stated anything about you enjoying a specific type but I have collected quite an abundance of different genres." he inquired, getting his tools ready.


message 3: by 『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (last edited Jan 19, 2015 12:28AM) (new)

『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
She sat on her bed, yawning, as it had only woken up. In it's hands, no, in its claws - as its fingernails were blackened and sharp, it held a book. But, of course, it was no ordinary book, but an erotica. It wore only an oversized sweater and a pair of stockings, the sweater revealing the underwear beneath. She held her hair in a loose and messy bun. It looked up lazily from its book, "Something with violin or piano." Kristophine said nonchalantly. It wished Azusa would not call it by that damnedest number they assigned to it. Humans had called it many names, why did it have to call it 3084?



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
He nodded, "I have... The Moonlight Sonata. Will that work?" he asked. He just had to act human. But how did humans act? He had met many humans all over the world, and they were all diverse in one way or another. He opened the door, shutting it behind him carefully. Alright. This isn't to bad. I guess it could be much worse. Like, Mr.Cthulu down the hall. Oh how terribly annoying that was. he thought as he placed a small, touch screen device on the cell door, allowing it to track the door for anything that might result in a breach. He placed his phone on the dresser, "In case you don't like this song, I have a few other ones on my mobile device that may suit your fancy" he said quietly.


message 5: by 『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (last edited Jan 19, 2015 12:39AM) (new)

『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
Her pale blue eyes pierced the room with a cold stare. "Whatever..." She looked lovely today, of course, she always did - at least in other's eyes. An empathic illusion of SCP-3084 being always attractive, always desirable. But she was being worn down by her imprisonment. It could be worse, yeah, here, she was not sexually abused. But...she was not free. She sighed, "Looked, just...get this over with fast, and then leave, okay? You work with these bastards...you are no friend to me." She said, with tears threatening to come down. She hated being in enclosed spaces - and here she was, in a cell. Locked away. Unable to roam the earth, as she once did. And there were other...'SCPs' that worked along side the Foundation, while other being were locked up and tested on. It made her sick, how they would betray eachother. Sure, they were not...the same, but they were all "SCPs," shouldn't they stick together?



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
He gazed at her, tilting his head, "You are sad, correct? I've never been quite educated on emotions in general. They are quite new to me." he replied with slight concern as he took one of the cameras down and began examining the wiring. He himself didn't necessarily work with anyone. In technicality, he didn't entirely exist in this dimension, or any dimension, for that matter. He was an overseer of time. He had no impact on the current events, or what anything would ultimately come to. And he was assigned to this particular planet. He was only really here because of Izumi.


The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
<< Hey, I just made this Containment Specialist who I thought would be pretty cool to rp with this SCP :p. She's right here. https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/... I added a live action appearance too. >>


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
She sighed, "Right, apathetic..." She shuddered. It didn't have emotions? That terrified her. It was like those other SCPs, who kill humans for the sake of killing, or kill because it is their only purpose. She...may have murdered children...but she can't remember why... the whole massacre in France was out of character for her, and she wondered often if it was truly her after all.

((Sure, bring her in after Azusa leaves?))



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
He nodded, "I've underwater for the past two million years. It's a little difficult to understand such emotions. You could say, I'm still a bit... numb." he replied as he sat back, continuing on the next camera.


The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
<< Sure >>


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
She threw her book down, bored. "I was locked away and...tortured...for centuries. But then the Chaos Insurgency freed me...yet now, I'm here..." She shook her head.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
He nodded, "I understand. I am sorry for your... history? Mine is pretty uneventful. I didn't tough up any ruffians, or kill anyone crazy. Wasn't tortured. I simply am here. And always have been" he nodded with a faint smile as he finished putting the cameras up, standing and working on the loose bolts on the door.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
It noticed the bolts... She growled softly, she wanted out! She curled up on her bed and closed her eyes. She tried to calm herself, and entered a sate of semi-consciousness. In this trance, its heightened senses could not only hear the heartbeats of the lifeforms around it, but also hear the crackling of neurons interacting with one another.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
"Well then, I bid you farewell. It was certainly interesting meeting you." he said, opening the door and blinking when he nearly knocked over Shiro, "Oh! Apologies" he said, walking away afterwards.

Shiro watched him, closing the door and clearing her throat, "Uhm.. Hello.." she murmured quietly. She had been assigned to check on the psychological state of this particular SCP. She was nervous to say the least.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
SCp-3084's face shifted. It was now masculine, and it only wore a small underwear.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
She folded her arms, "My name is Shiro. I.... uhm... I'm here to talk to you. Kind of like a therapist.. but more like a friend." she said, a little uncomfortable as she stared at the ground.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
Its British accent - a London accent - seem out of place, given its history. He looked at her, "Is something a matter?" He said, then played with her name in its mouth, "Shi-shiro, was it?" He asked. It felt weird. Foreign. From a place he never walked upon.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
Shiro nodded, "It's Japanese.." she muttered quietly. "It means.. well, my real name is Shiori, which means poetry, or guide.. and Shiro means the color white." she replied quietly.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
It smiled, "I was once known as The White Wolf." He said, "My fur is usually a completely white coat," he explained. "So...'friend,' what is it that we are to do?" It was...intrigued. Only a few agents went in to speak to it, and outside of the D-class personnel sacrifices, no one else entered...until today. Azusa and Shiro...new faces it did not fully fear nor had any desire to 'play' with.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
She nodded, sitting down on a chair in the far side of the room, having taken out a notebook. "Well, I'd like to ask you a few questions. Perhaps you could list some complaints... or just talk about your feelings. I had the company recognize a few things.. like how you all must feel so isolated. And I thought it would be nice if.. If I were to go around and at least attempt to talk to you all and fufill some of your desires." she explained.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
He grumbled, "Seriously?" It nearly laughed, "Trying to make me more comfortable in my prison?" It shook its head. It tried to think of some....'reasonable' requests. "I hate this room. I need to be able to walk around, to run. Not kept up in a room for months and years and decades...." It said, growing slightly claustrophobic. No, it could not endure that again. It began to cry, the memories of its years at that damnedest church.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
She blinked, "W-Wait, don't cry. I'll fix it. Maybe... Maybe we can... walk around the courtyard a bit?" she suggested, biting her lip nervously.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
It thought back to its short time with the CI, how could such a group come from this? It nodded softly, "Y-yes, I'd like that." He clutched his fists, its claws digging into its palms, making them bleed. It looked up, into her eyes. It saw into her mind...



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
She sighed softly as she stood, swallowing and beginning to think about when she was young. She was always alone. Gardening, reading, and she'd cry a lot too. She hated being alone. Maybe she was naive. But it was better to be naive than to be an emotionless bastard. She cleared her throat, "Azusa, do you think I could take one of the SCPs for a walk.. Over" she said into her radio.

"It'd have to be supervised. Over" He replied.

"Maybe you could come and.. supervise us? Over" she asked, glancing at the ground.

"Alright, I'll be there in a few moments. Over" he replied.


『ᴡɪᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ● ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ』 (wickling) | 137 comments
SCP-3084 did not like being around Azusa, it made it feel...unnerved. It didn't trust it at all. This Shiro, however, did seem genuine. It sighed, "Damn it all..." it uttered under its breath. "Okay...I'll behave." It said softly, before eyeing one of the cameras.



The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
She bit her lip, "You.. promise?" she asked, ready to call off Azusa. The permiter of the facility was extremely well guarded. The main courtyard stretched on for miles. So she didn't need to call in Azusa.


The Outsider (Whales or Whatever) (davekatislife) | 685 comments Mod
<< Yup >>


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