SCP

[Farewell]

Zaida blinked from the flash sucking the kangaroos soul and tossing him through the smoke to where she heard or though she heard the guards. "I'm sorry I'm not aloud to have fun~" she says with a smirk before seeing things blurry she quickly slammed into the wall a shadow bolting down the hallways on the walls a bit struggle due to the flash but she appears back in room she was in sitting down on the chair her fur a bit stained with the wine. "I will be a good girl how's that sound, in my chair sitting straight,  being niiiice, didn't you want to ask questions hmm~"

[Alistair]

Subzero pressed his head to the door, hoping his words would reach the minds of the small army, "I just want to see my friend, open the door. Please."

[HollowOfHaze]

Commander Vahler of Search Team Charlie watched as the Keter rushed down the containment wing. Alongside Arakisk and Ackerman, he ran into 6111's cell to find her sitting in the sole chair within.
He did not care if bullets wouldn't kill it. He didn't care if the higher-ups didn't like what he was about to do.
One of his soldiers was dead, and he wanted something in return.
Ripping an M82 from Ackerman in the doorway beside him, he put a bullet the size of a man's thumb into the Keter's forehead, and she fell backwards to the floor, chair and all.

With any luck, her literally scrambled mind would stay that way until fortifications arrived. Any minute now.
"Sit on that." he said, shutting the door and calling in a combat tech, ordering him to weld the door shut.
The plasma welder sizzled a violent white as the hinges were melted, and the seams sealed.

Incident 6111-A1: Results pending. Standby for casualty assessment.
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Incident 6111-A1 Official Report
Location: Site [REDACTED]
Cause: Inadequate Containment, External Containment Breach [See Incident 7295-A1 Official Report].
Casualties: 5 MTF soldiers killed, 4 MTF soldiers wounded, 1 guard left in comatose state.
Status: Unresolved Potential for Containment Breach. Temporary countermeasures deployed to contain SCP-6111. SCP-6111 contained and accounted for. SCP-3437 out of containment [authorized] and accounted for.
Containment Protocol for SCP-6111 pending revision.


(Just so we are clear, 6111 is not dead. Simply incapacitated temporarily.)

[Alistair]

Subzero pushed all of his weight into the door, the metal groaning under the pressure. His low pitched yowling only got louder and louder and louder as time passed.

[Farewell]

Zaida sat in her chair smiling as her long tongue dug into the bullet licking the black blood trickling down her head making her hum. "Hmmhmm~"  she swayed lightly in her chair twitching just a bit with a pleased smile.

[HollowOfHaze]

Surplus power from the Site's fission reactor was diverted into the hardlight barriers covering the doorway of SCP-7296's cell. This overdrive would drastically decrease the life expectancy of the hardlight generators, but by the time they died out, the new containment cell would be prepped and running at full capacity.
7296's moist fur started to steam as he pushed against the barrier, then smoke. Contact would become unbearable within moments.
Cooling units inside the containment cell were deactivated by order of the Site Director.
Tonight would be a warm night indeed.



(Walking through a battalion of armed soldiers. Hm. Anyways, carry on. Good night Zaida. Best of luck.)

[Alistair]

Subzero couldn't push anymore, he sat back; pouting with his dilated eyes staring out of the rectangular peep hole to see in the cell.

[HollowOfHaze]

Incoming Transmission: O5 Council

Containment Protocol 3603-2 approved.
Site Director has been given complete protocol revision jurisdiction over Site [REDACTED] until containment is secured.
SCP-3437-1 has been transferred to Euclid-class armed guard force pending MTF admittance consideration, given Level 3 security clearance and lethal weapons authorization until further notice as a result of his respectable actions in assisting MTF forces during Incidents 7296-A1 and 6111-A1.

Keep it together people. Maintain the integrity of our Foundation.
We Secure. We Contain. We Protect.

Transmission Ended

[Alistair]

Subzero's fur turned back to its wet state when the cell began to get warmer, staggering over to his ice block that looked crystal clear from the heat.

[HollowOfHaze]

Cooling was reactivated in the refrigeration panels of the cell's center, spanning approximately 1 meter in radius. The purpose of this would be to preserve the SCP while maintaining a perfectly controllable containment scenario. The wall of blazing hardlight remained as bright as a summer sun.

[Alistair]

Subzero stood on his hind legs, leaning his head back so he could get the cold where it needed to be the most. Letting out a pleased rumble he hoped it would stay on as he needed the cold to survive.

[Farewell]

Zaida sat in the room chuckling to herself. "A good girl~ a nice girl~"  she repeated with the bullet in her head her tongue finally fished it out but still have a bit a wound that would have to regenerate.
The rat walked in subzero's cell. "I'm alright, see" he says with a toothy smile.

[Alistair]

Subzero turned and looked at him surprised, to others it would appear that he was about to attack as he shuffled over; but instead he rolled onto his back with a happy groan.

[HollowOfHaze]

The intercom within 7296's cell activated.
"Then you won't mind spending the night with the skip, will you?"
The hardlight barrier reactivated.
The rat froze in his tracks, eyes opening wide, as he heard the sizzling wall of pure energy behind him.
"No way out mate. Good luck with that."
The intercom deactivated.

Galen walked half awake to the weapons lockers in the wing adjacent to his cell, or rather, his room. He placed his new firearms and gear in their corresponding compartments, taking a shower to wash off blood, sweat, and gunpowder residue. There was no delay after that. He shifted to a fullform, dashing as fast as possible to his room, and shifting to human midair as he jumped into his bed. He was asleep before the bed stopped shaking from the impact.

(I'm out for the night. Best of luck to all who participated. Secure, Contain, Protect.)

[Angder]

SCP-3603 begins to wake up, groggily, it glances around the room its in, aware it was not in its normal cell...