PLEASE CHECK OUT THE REWRITTEN VERSION- The Experimentalist You are an scp. Secure, contain, protect. Tch, right. You're called SCP-3042, your real name is (Y/N), though. You are a shape shifter. Well kind of. Your molecules and DNA are unstable and there for can take the shape of anything you chose, sometimes it happens automatically, changing to best fit your surrounding. You have been classified as Euclid, and have been staying at the Foundation for a few years. With your unique power, you can practically get out of any room or teleport, by focusing your molecules into a different place. You also aren't affected by anything, for example, SCP-409 had no affect on you, and SCP-178 couldn't even touch you, seeing as he practically couldn't touch you. But, let's see how you face with the dreaded Doctor, SCP-49.

Discontinued until further notice ( Creepypasta fanfic ) One glance... One glance is all it took for Brooke to be dragged into a whirl wind of drama and complete hell. She was doomed to be the next Proxy, but there was a glitch in the system. Once a Proxy serves their soul purpose and dies, their soul is passed to the next person in the vicious cycle of protecting the living realm from Zalgo. Sage. Sage was her name. The past Proxy whose soul took a different route. Splitting into four small fragments and merging with four girl's souls, they were damned to an eternity of Hell. But, there's always some light in the darkness. Taken against their will, Brooke, the girl that was suppose to be the next and only Proxy, found the eyeless boy intriguing. Yvanna was drawn to the ticking one. Alicia wasn't scared of the pale one's everlasting smile. And Carisma was dragged into this mess, bound by her soul. These four friends now embark on their quest to stop Zalgo from grasping the living realm and developing bonds with those around them. "Zalgo can't take this realm from me after centuries of work!"

Im a nobody in my old town, in fact people hated me because they hated the way I joked about what lunatics do. Well sorry I turn the bad into funny. My only friend was Becky and she moved to New York with her boyfriend. So since I was a hated by everyone in town I moved to an unmarked town. Population 83, well 84 now, 85 if you count my dog. How my life changed that day. I'm not hated anymore I'm feared by the people and I love it.

My mom decided it was time for me to start doing summer camps...yay. But this camp is weird this one is different

You, The Reader-chan, walks in an asylum where young teenagers like to hangout and have parties, you are named 'The Asylum Walker' for what you do in the asylum. Your parents left you there in the exact same asylum you walk around because of a condition you had ever since you were born. You have one eye that's your regular eye color while the other is a different color that's unnatural to other people. You meet this girl holding a teddy bear and she asked you to play with her and you did so, the girl has been coming every night to visit you and one night these guys come in and find the asylum and they get curious so they decided to go in and check it out. Can you guess who is the girl and the guys? Hope you guys like this story!

((IMPORTANT NOTE: this fanfic has been taken down for HEAVY duty editing. There will be a chapter posted once it has been edited.)) Paige Archer was a newly hired therapist at Mount Massive Asylum. However, she wasn't aware of Murkoff's true intentions. All she saw was the effects of whatever Murkoff was doing to her patients, and she knew it wasn't good. She wanted to help them, but she was only a mere therapist. So when the patients took hold of the asylum, all she could do was run and hide. It was either that or accept her deadly fate.