Maybe :D! You Are Squished Y. But Shoes Can Make You Less Squishedy !!! Congratulation

@o5verthinking @o5-10 I'm pretty sure this is an anomaly!!! ((I have this game and never once have I seen this character...))

Bruh 😬

Clef the doggo: *Unholy growing*

Bright: *Unholy screeching* GET YO FUCKIN DOG BITCH

Kondraki: it don't bite.

Bright: YES IT DO-

"Uh oh. That cant be good..."

*she drops the cupcake, and turns to sprint in the other direction, only stopping once to see if the spilling cupcakes have continued*

The TV headed humanoid walks over to you and hands you a cupcake before running in the opposite direction blasting ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.

((I think this was from a long time ago, so I’m really sorry for the late answer))

“Huh. Wonder what flavor this is? Ah well. If this isnt the thing that’ll kill me, nothing will be.”

*she proceeds to eat the cupcake while observing said figure leave*

"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."

Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?

She listens closely hoping to understand what might happen, but yet still nothing happens. Seconds feel like hours, and she final stands up to peek through the small bullet proof window on the door.

"Hello, you are a man of science, correct? " It's appears to be a breached D class.

"Well, more like a lady of science but yes...why, what's it to you..." She looks at him suspiciously.

My Discovery.

Has anyone else really truly wondered who they actually are? I've always wondered if I was even human, since I was a child. I've known since i was a child that while my whole family was Christian, I was Pagan. Nothing has changed since then, not even after me uncovering the existence of SCP-343.

I am still a Pagan, however I now truly question my humanity. The other day, while I was setting up some protection wards, I was also thinking on a topic I had heard of: Blood Magic. I had heard that even some of the most powerful and experienced Pagans were hesitant towards it.

I wanted to try it, I wanted to prove that I too, was powerful. This was my biggest mistake, and yet my greatest discovery. Moments later, I had everything set up at my altar. I prayed to Hades, my patron God, to protect me, and to help me in this ritual. I did everything i was instructed to do. I created a small cut on my hand, and let the blood drip into the spiced and herbed water. I proceeded to drink said liquid, until there was no more liquid to drink.

I felt no different. The instructions had specifically quoted to call on a very powerful word the moment I was in any danger after the ritual was performed. I thought nothing of this.

The next day at work with the foundation, there was a breach. It was very minor, as a D-class had somehow escaped and was deemed unsafe due to acquiring a gun.

While I was finding a safe place to hide, I, of course, had the luck of running into said D-class. He was only a few feet away from me, when he held up the gun at me with a psychotic, shit eating grin. I outstretched my hands in a moment of panic, for any form of defense. I remembered my previous instructions, and called upon the ancient word.

My palms felt warm, and almost burning. A beam of light appeared from my hands, aimed directly at the D-class. Within seconds and a short ear piercing screech, the D-class was nothing more than a pile of ashes. After a few discussions with some higher ups, and some speculation, I was deemed a Type Blue.

My name is Dr. Thompson, I work for the SCP Foundation, and I still don't think I'm entirely human.

hello dr thompson! welcome to the foundation! i hope you do well

Oh! Thank you very much! I'm sure I will. Although, Dr. Wondertainment has seemingly taken an interest in me as well. Anywho, may I ask who you are?

Cool! (Also my oc blog n-chaos might be more intresting then my main blog not trying to self promo just trying to comunacate while tired)

((Thats ok, thanks for the info!))