TekamonnJoin Date: 2011-02-18
Post Count: 1208 |
Name: Conan Johnson
A.ge: 57
Appearance: Short and muscular. Five feet and nine inches tall. Wears a prison uniform. Has short gray hair.
Role: Class-D Inmate
Other: I read the rules, I guess |
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i guess we can already start some of this? yeah idk but... yeah imma just start my part...
*Watches the lights turn on and off, on and off, on and off, over and over again*
Huh...? What the- *Lights completely turn off* Okay, this is more scary then it is safe...
*Looks down on ground, finding a security officer dead on the ground* I think those... what you call them... escaped. May as well use my surroundings to my advantage. *Crouches down and starts to search over the security officer, only finding a Level 2 keycard* Hm, you'd expect to find a gun on this guy. Well, this key card will do. Now, how do I use it...? |
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oh, i know what i could of done with the appearance...
Blonde hair, almost in the shape of a mohawk. |
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No, you idiot, you need to be accepted first
And the original god damn poster decides when we start. |
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TekamonnJoin Date: 2011-02-18
Post Count: 1208 |
What she said [2] |
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Looks like people can't accept a mistake. Instead they just insult them as much as they can. |
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If I insulted you as much as I could you'd have killed yourself already. |
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i know what commit suicide is, so I'll never take it.
but now that i think of it, i was kind of an idiot to just start already without even being accepted. o well |
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Holy crap, thanks for all the joiners.
You're all accepted, and now, shall we start?
(Wish we had more security)
A alarm blares in the facility of Site-██ as a SCP-106 breaches containment. 106 quickly goes through walls, taking prey and accidentally starting more breaches. About 30 minutes later, the sites in chaos. D-Class cells were opened through a control room button being flicked, and some of them by force. Another alarm blares: "MULTIPLE EUCLID AND KETER LEVEL BREACHES HAVE AFFECTED THE FACILITY. PL-" It is cut off by another announcement: "MTF UNIT NINE TAILED FOX HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING. WE WILL ATTEMPT TO RE-CONTAIN THE BREACHED SCPS THEN WE WILL START EVACUATION."
It's your turn to play.
(Yeah, also don't find a omni card off the start, you needeth to work your way up. |
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*imma just sit this part out because i accidentally started my own part lol* |
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Just void your own part and start with this one. |
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Eileen would be sitting in her office.
She'd sigh, honestly expecting something like this to happen what-with the idiot security they had nowadays, and grabbed her L-4 keycard, loaded and holstered her P90 and Glock 17, and put on a lightweight kevlar chestpiece. She'd walk to the door, open it, and walk out into the halls.
The entrance to Site-17 wasn't too too far away, thankfully. |
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*alright then*
*Wakes up due to all the class D doors opening. I watch the lights flicker and then just stop completely. Hoping that a security officer wasn't just outside the door, I take a small peek around the corner. I found a security officer except it was dead* Oh no... |
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An announcement rings over the intercom. "ALL GATES HAVE BEEN CLOSED, PERSONELL MOVE TO THE BUNKER. HIGH VALUE PERSONELL MOVE TO GATE B, WHERE YOU WILL BE ESCORTED OUT BY MTF UNIT *beep*. SECURE CONTAIN PROTECT."
A security guard is seen firing at something near the Class D cells. The guard falls over quickly as a infamous creature stands over it.
SCP-173.
Near Eileen a person, a Class D to be exact, walks near wearing a strange mask. Perhaps SCP-035. |
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She'd unholster her Glock 17 and shoot the Class-D in the face twice, before running away and towards Gate B as fast as possible as to avoid the memetic effects of SCP-035. |
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("memetic" You know what's up.)
SCP-035-1 winces over, the movement giving Eileen enough time to escape. If only it was that easy. Breach doors close down as SCP-035 was traced into the area. Chatter of MTF teams is heard as they attempt to re-contain it. (MTF role characters, this is your cue.) |
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*Stands inside my cell, hoping that the thing that killed the security guard wasn't there* If there's something out there... no, don't think negative... you have to escape this place, but that gate B they announced is guarded by those... mobile task force? And that other gate is off limits... I have to find some way to escape... *Hears something outside my cell door. It sounds like a whole bunch of liquid squishing around everywhere* Da- |
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I would take out my P90 and pump SCP-035-1 full of lead, while screaming for the MTF's.
"IT'S ME, DOCTOR EILEEN MARKOFF, LEAD RESEARCHER! I'M IN HERE!!!!" |
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A MTF soldier places his hand on Eileen, the words "We have a Adminstrative researcher." Is spoken into his radio. SCP-035-1 pounces on a MTF unit, forcing his helmet off and the mask on his face. Gunfire echoed everywhere.
As for the Class-D, the squishy sort of thing at his feet appeared to be orange and jell-like. It makes anyone near it feel happy... |
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"Oh, it's just SCP-999..."
Eileen would feel warmth in her heart, pat the SCP, and then immediately start running with the MTF team to Gate B. |
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Because SCP-999 is hated by a creature, cracks start to appear in the wall. A angry, alligator mouth like snout breaks through. 90% of the MTF, with SCP-035, get out of there. Claws start to break through the wall. Remaining MTF frantically radio for help, fear is easily detectable in their voices. |
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I pick up SCP-999 and carry it with me out of the site.
You can't leave 999 in a Containment Breach, god dammit! He's too squishy!
Continue running to Gate B. |
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The wall blows open. A roar from an obviously Keter creature in front of you is sounded. The creature easily devours a MTF unit, and starts advancing. "SCP-682 HAS BREACHED! THIS IS BAD!" 682 stands in front of Eileen's path. |
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I gape, and then turn and run the other way as quickly as I can while blindfiring my P90 at the SCP behind me. |
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*Starts to panic a lot more because the liquid sound got louder, and louder. I look outside my cell door to see an old man covered in nothing but black (A.K.A. SCP-106).* Oh boy, better run for it...! *Rushes out of my cell, running as fast as I can. I look behind me, him trailing behind by a lot. He starts to go back into the ground, showing that he gave up* God... that was too close... but now I'm out here, with no protection or hiding place. *Hears the screaming of SCP-682* THERE'S SOMETHING NEARBY! |
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