You are a shape shifting SCP locked away in a secret laboratory. Your ability allows you to change into anything you have previously or have just seen, gaining their abilities as well. Enjoy!

My own headcanons of the beautiful entities known as scp's, God I love them. Now, these are not fact, these are headcanons, nothing special

I honestly don't know what I'm doing

This book contains short stories of SCPs, researchers, guards, etc. These stories will be about their times at the facility, lives before or after the SCPs were captured, beginnings of untold stories from interviews, or anything that comes to mind, really. These books will be as professionally written as they can be (To those who are tired of looking for professionally written books). If you have an idea or request for a story please pm and I will try to make it. This book was strictly made for entertainment and practice. I write these stories to build my creativity and writing skills. I will try to write as professionally as possible. Any corrections on my grammar and punctuation is much helpful and great for advancing my writing skills. Thank you. The SCP Community is a no hate place. If you do not like something, please keep to yourself. No one wants to hear your judgmental criticism and your hate on the Head-canons and LGBT+ community. Thank you. Cover made by me.

I like SCP and I do not own any pictures and videos shown, nor to I own any SCP except Fana.

Viola was a curious nineteen year old who loved exploring websites that she wasn't allowed to see. She stumbled upon the SCP website and read many SCP files, without knowing that the staff of the facility would find her and keep her in the facility as a D-class personnel. *I don't own any of the characters in the story, except Viola. *

Damion, a death row inmate turned into a rogue D-class personnel at the SCP Foundation. When his work there had begun, things had looked like they would warm up. However, during a test with one of the more violent objects, one of the SCPs mysteriously gains control of the facility and causes tons of Euclid and Keter-class SCPs to breach containment. Damion is sent on the run, with only his smarts, speed and strength to help him. Will Damion escape with his life, or will his first day of work also be his LAST? All he gets is one warning... "DON'T BLINK." Loosely based off of the game, "SCP: Containment Breach". Pictures belong to CorporationOfMoo, KuluKnightofDarkness, maxalate, Taffywolf12, SunnyParralax and me on DeviantArt! Edit: Why do you people LOVE this story!? It's not that good by my "standards", today. Still, thank you for nearly 10K reads.