SCP

[Farewell]

SECURE•CONTAIN•PROTECT
((CLOSED for now))
You are either one of THREE things in the SCP facility
•Guard
•Scientist
•SCP
You Must be 3000 or over since the rest of the numbers are takened in the real SCP and it bugs me knowing you stole a SCP number ;-;
GUARD: your job is to stay by cells or patrol, watch over, and protect no matter what!
SCIENTIST: you experiment, look back into their history, or interact to see what you can gather.
SCP: you are locked up and either one of the three below
Safe: given definitions of two things. 1.relatively harmless or 2.well understood, and therefore easily contained.
Euclid:unpredictable and not understood, and or does not obey known laws of nature and physics.
Keter: that the Foundation is trying to destroy them and will do so if it can. ((Do not to make SCPs indestructible! And only some will be keter, with my permission in PM!!!))
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Rules
•one character
•no god moding
•takes place in SCP facility!
Also for the guards and scientist you all do live at the facility due to trust issues, but all receive a room, proper meals, and ect.
Now getting that through that you may create your character sheets!!
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Item #: SCP- 6111
Object class: safe, Euclid, keter
Special Containment Procedures: as SCP-6111 stays in a metal cell, doors automatic by command by scientist or guards, must be watched by a guard, fed three meals daily, and bathed. Her cell is dark, and the temp kept at 60 or under, along with a piano, cooling and record player that she had requested politely.
Description: she does not give her full name for she said to call her 'Miss.Z' or 'la belle cauchemar' a French name which is 'the beautiful nightmare'. SCP-6111 is a dark purple female sergal making her rare but a mix between Northern and southern sergal making her species rarer, SCP- 6111 comes from ██████ in France giving her the strong accent she has now, 19 years of age she was born on █-█-███ seems to stay that age. She is 6'1 and weightless. SCP- 6111 doesn't need sleep, although she does anyways mostly during the day. Her eyes have a glowing substance that flows from them, Us scientist believe it may be a sign of her strength and what great power she holds. SCP- 6111 was keter when first captured taking many lives but even as a soothing furry, SCP-6111 manipulates shadows, and has the abilities of telekinesis and Telepathy, and lastly can enter and or create Nightmares and or Dreams, do not be fooled. SCP-6111 wears what seems to be a Black Fancy Zipper Jacket Casual Top Coat (with large hood), white undershirt, Black jeans, black leather boots, leather gloves, along with a strange mask... SCP-6111 personality is calm, she has a soothing voice, quiet at times, a loner, respectful, proper, interesting, intelligent, mysterious, confident, and very cunning. SCP-6111 has claimed to be a fallen Hana... a mystery for now even as we've had her for quite some time I believe that's all we know and she lies a mystery, but be aware SCP- 6111 is a dangerous subject... And we shall continue our research
Clothing:

[Farewell]

((Anyone can join))

[HollowOfHaze]

(Will post specifics later. I claim SCP designation #3437.)

[Farewell]

((Alrighty))

[HollowOfHaze]

(I have decided to go with a more traditional designation approach. It will accomplish the same thing, but in the way it was meant to be done.)

Item #: SCP-3437
Obect Class: Euclid (Low Priority)
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3437-1 is to be kept in a basic humanoid containment cell with accomodating furnishings. It is to be fed according to typical human dietary needs, with requests for variation in diet to be considered by the on-site researchers overseeing the containment of SCP-3437-1. SCP-3437-1 is allowed the use of a computer connected through a modified network to prevent possible distribution of classified information to the public or any organizations, malicious or otherwise. SCP-3437 is allowed the requisition of one(1) item per month. This limit is subject to change based on the judgement of the on-site researchers overseeing the containment of SCP-3437-1. SCP-3437-1 is allowed to freely roam the site during daylight hours unless otherwise specified, and is given Level 2 clearance to accomodate this allowance. SCP-3437-1 is not to be separated from SCP-3437-2 unless otherwise specified.


Description: SCP-3437 is an entity typically observed as a 17-year-old Caucasian male. It maintains this form through close proximity to, and the use of, SCP-3437-2. When SCP-3437-2 is deactivated either by increased distance from SCP-3437-1 or by the volition of SCP-3437-1, SCP-3437-1 reverts to its base state, observed as physically similar to a barbary lion of relatively equal age, with the only differences being human-level intelligence and vocal capabilities, a relatively thin mane, and a pair of feathered wings extending from its back, directly above the front shoulders. These wings allow flight through anomalous means, as the lift generated by the wings would not normally be capable of lifting such a large amount of mass under normal circumstances. SCP-3437-1 is also capable of shifting its physical structure to any point between that of its human and lion iterations, occasionally taking the form of a humanoid with lion-like characteristics, with or without wings. SCP-3437-1 has been seen to possess a minor ability to redirect thermal and kinetic energies, although this has been observed rarely, and only on minor occasions with little effect. SCP-3437-1 typically prefers to be addressed by it's "given" name, Galen [REDACTED] Arakisk the [REDACTED] of [REDACTED], although it is willing to be addressed with shorter titles such as: SCP-3437-1, Galen, Arakisk, Hollow,  or "that damn lion who stole an entire [CENSORED] tree from my front yard".


SCP-3437-2 is a medallion composed of copper, tin, and several unidentified metallic compounds, typically worn around the neck of SCP-3437-1 on a nylon chord. Use of SCP-3437-2 by SCP-3437-1 has been seen to produce small bursts of an unknown form of radiation, accompanied by a light-blue haze capable of illumination. SCP-3437-2's properties usually only extend to SCP-3437-1, but under some circumstances have been observed to be capable of negating certain anomalous properties in other sentient SCPs. Any items or clothing worn by SCP-3437-1 when SCP-3437-2 is activated are stored when said items and clothing might otherwise be lost or damaged from a form shift.


Extra
Clothing: Light grey short-sleeved T-shirt with two slits down the back, blue jeans, hiking shoes, SCP-3437-2.

[SadDubwool]

Name:Demitri


Age:21


Species:Polar Bear


Attire:White jumpsuit,bullet-proof vest,black knee pads,black boots,black wrist pads,black elbowpads,a balaclava,a riot helmet with solid yellow visor


Weapons:M-16,M1911 pistol


Personality:Cold,calm,quiet,kind


Description of cell:cold but has a radio,posters on the wall,and a standard issue futon


Likes:Radio,watching subjects,sleeping,coffee,water,food


Dislikes:Hot temperature,rude subjects,cats,bugs


Description:Demitri Roland Alexandrov is a russian transfer,this is his first day so we should give information on the creatures here,he also likes the cold so...do stuff with his ventilation,and stock up on food,this guy can eat a shit load of food and he still looks thin!..anyway,he seems to be good as a guard for '6111...

[Farewell]

((Well shall we start? Or would you all like to wait a bit longer?))

[HollowOfHaze]

(Let's wait a bit so more can join. At least one or two more. Work on refining your designations and descriptions I guess. It would help.)
(Also, Red has not specified his designation.)

[SadDubwool]

(dont necessarily need it..)

[HollowOfHaze]

(Welcome aboard Tybalt.)
(The purpose of a designation is to notify everyone of what your role is, Red. Are you a guard? A researcher? Considering the arms and armor, I'm guessing you're an MTF  or armed-rapid-response unit.)

[Farewell]

((Says the word guard, so he's a guard, period. forget about it))
Zaida murred while resting in her dark cell that kept cool and the recordplayer played candyman.

[SadDubwool]

*Demitri huffs,looking for a radio station*

[HollowOfHaze]

(Here we go.)
Galen continued his practice at the firing range under armed supervision, utilizing a modified M1A-SOCOM only capable of chambering or firing less-than-lethal ammunition, due to his status as a skip. His aim seemed to be getting worse throughout the night. Or maybe it was just his eyes getting tired? Considering this as a possibility, he shifted his eyes from the light brown of human eyes, to the whiteless, golden-pupilled eyes of a lion. His grouping improved somewhat with the added magnification, but that was the extent of his improvement it seemed. A soldier from an unknown MTF division, seemingly tired of simply watching a skip take shots all day, took his place beside Galen with his magnified SCAR-H, pulling off a grouping of 5 shots within what looked like 5 or 6 inches at 50 yards. Without a support.
Galen whistled a low tone in his admiration of the soldier's accuracy.
Someone could be heard applauding behind him.

[Farewell]

((And reminder it's a fun RP, so let's you all don't need to be strict, and so serious all the time))
Zaida's ears stood hearing the shots. "Mmm" she sat up and rubbed her eyes that made the room glow a bit, looking at her watch she sighed. "It's only six at night... I am not fond of daytime..." She groaned standing and stretching while looking at the camera's watching her.

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen reached to the rifle rest beside him on the table. Sitting down and resting his rifle on the rest, he took his time now, looking for that one shot that would hit the bullseye. He pulled the trigger, and heard the rign of steel at the center of the target, as the saboted-frangible-polymer round impacted right where he wanted it to. He looked up with content and the MTF soldier.

"It's not the best, but I guess it's improvement." he said.
The soldier gave a slight smile, and said "It'll do. Practice makes perfect right?"
"Right." said Galen, shifting his eyes back to human.