SCP

[Angder]

The guards sighed... "Fine, stand outside then. but if you try anything..."

The repairs will take about 20 minutes. the floor was being made substantially thicker, and a report was being filed talking about the discrepancy.

((I need to sleep, feel free to assume you return to the cell when the repairs finish, or to let someone else be the guards... night all! ))

[Alistair]

Subzero turned his ears back while all the guards pushed on him, he wasn't budging an inch since he weighed half a ton; and keeping himself seated on the floor means he wasn't going in there one way or another.

[The Past]

Item #: SCP-7294
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-7294 is kept in a cell with a couple trees for climbing and various toys for entertainment. Fed with a diet typical of a standard black bear. Guards must wear electrical-resistant gear in case the subject becomes aggressive.

Description: SCP-7294, also known as “Jolt”, appears to be a bear, slightly larger than the average American black bear. His fur is primarily black, muzzle a slightly blue-hued grey, and a white vague crescent moon shape on the chest. His claws are purplish-blue and luminescent in the dark.
Although he is feral in appearance, he has human-level intelligence. He is capable of speech and has a fluent grasp of English. However, he only talks when comfortable enough to do so. According to researchers who managed to talk with him, his origin is unknown to even him.
SCP-7294 is capable of releasing electricity, though this is limited. His ability to do this seems to have relation to his energy, and his power doesn't work well, if at all, when he is exhausted.
When feeling threatened, SCP-7294 may paralyze the threat upon contact. He is normally calm and docile, but can be quick to anger.

[Farewell]

((This sergal hates it!! Teehee just kidding silly bear I approve ^^))

[The Past]

((I got scared for a second. ))

Jolt lay curled up at the base of one of the trees. He appeared to be a sleep, but he was actually awake and thinking...

[Farewell]

Zaida huffed and grew a bit furious. "Well am i returning to my right cage or staying in this filthy one~" she hissed in a cold soothing tone sitting in the corner, the light off for the night. "Il s'agit d'un non-sens... pathétique..."

[SadDubwool]

*he sighs and walks around*

[Alistair]

The guards were still trying to push Subzero into a temporary cell, many of them taking turns sitting out; then trying to push the thousand pound feline.

[Farewell]

SCP-6111 slammed on the tinted window to demitri. "seem bored hm?~ ignore the commotion the guards can handle whatever they are doing~ s'il vous plaît garder, viennent dans~"

[SadDubwool]

*he looks at scp-6111*"oh..ok"*he uses his level 4 card to open zaidas cell and walks in*

[Farewell]

The door closed as she got near "...It's sensing me?~" she said in the dark room before turning to him, her glowing eyes only visible. "Open it~" when she talked her tongue, teeth glowed Aqua along claws that retracted.

[SadDubwool]

*he looks at the door*"n-no..."

[Farewell]

"Yes~ why do you seem stressed hmm~ you walked in my cell, New aren't you...~" she closed her eyes, mouth, claws making her seem invisible with the dark. she teleported through the dark room, behind him she breathed against his lower neck she opened her eyes and placed paws on his shoulders. "See~ nothing, I'll be good, swear~"

[SadDubwool]

*he sighs,thinking hard*

[Farewell]

"Come on~ don't be scared darling~" she teased in a whisper while rubbing his shoulders. "ouvrir la porte~"