Author's note: Hello everyone, I am so SOOO sorry for the extremely late update! I don't know what happened, somehow my original draft for this chapter was gone when I went to open Wattpad. 4000+ words gone, so I had to rewrite everything from memory. As for the votes from the 2nd chapter, since it was tied between 5 options, I used 2 of the chosen SCPs here and the other 3 will be used in later chapters.
Trigger warning, the following contains:
- swearing
The stale hospital like smell was noticeable in your containment cell, probably noticable in the rest of the foundation too. The researchers in their bright white lab coats, carrying around important documents or research papers. The armed guards wearing their bullet proof vests and helmets equipped with night vision googles.
They all had one thing in common. Can you guess what?
They were all a part of your new normal.
You can be seen walking around in circles in your containment cell. Waiting for your newly assigned head researcher to arrive.
After a few more minutes of walking in circles in your cell. The sound of the observation room's door opening can be heard. You whip your head around to face the direction of the observation window.
A man appears behind the window. He seems to be in his late 30s, he's wearing a white lab coat like the rest of the researchers in this place that you like to compare to a mortuary. He has black hair and tan skin. He's wearing a brown sleeveless vest and a black, long sleeved, collared, buttoned-up beneath the lab coat. He's also wearing grey long pants.
You look at the man and give him a mischievous grin. The man smirks back, filled with pride and self confidence.
Y/N:"So you must be my head researcher.... I would shake your hand to properly greet you, buuut-"
You knocks on the glass of the observation window.
Y/N:" You know- I can't exactly grab your hand to shake it. But hey- You must have information about me from my files already, Sooo I don't think I need to introduce myself. On the other hand, I don't think I know much about you, so start introducing yourself."
Head researcher:"Blunt and straight to the point I see. From what I saw from the interview footage with the MTF agents you fought, I thought I would have to worry about a mysterious SCP that gives out riddles to solve."
Y/N:"Riddles? No. Vague or no explanations at all? Eh, 50/50. Now start your introduction already."
Head researcher/Dr. Warren:"You may call me Dr. Warren. I'll be your new head researcher from now on. If you have information about yourself or other SCPs that you're willing to tell the foundation, you can tell me. If you need something, you can ask me for it and I'll try to get the request fulfilled."
Y/N:"So I can request for better food?"
Dr. Warren:"That's your first request? Usually other humanoid SCPs request for things that entertain them or things that affect their anomaly."
Y/N:"I mean, I've already got plenty of entertainment in the form of books. Food on the other hand.... Well- It's been the exact same meal for the past few- weeks? I think? It's hard to tell time here."
Dr. Warren:"In that case I'll make a request for different varieties of food to be made for you, along with a clock and calendar."
Y/N:"That would be appreciated, thank you."
Dr. Warren:"Yes. Now what kinds of food do you prefer?"
Y/N:"One of my favorite meals is Sunday roast."
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The End To An Eons Long War (SCP reader)
FanfictionY/N was contained by the foundation when they were 19 years old. Or at least that's what the foundation thought... And that's exactly what Y/N wants them to think. disclaimer: This book is 13+ in general due to it containing: -Violence -Gore -Cussi...
