"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."
Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?
"doctor, is there something bothering you? You can always tell me if there is." She reached a hand out almost to gently touch his shoulder, but quickly pulled back before she did. "My apologies. I tend to feel immense amounts of sympathy for the scp's. I really shouldn't, but I do. I can't help but feel if I'm lucky I'm can form bonds with them. It's not like I have many friends..." She had almost muttered the last part under her breath, as she looked down almost ashamed. She looked back up mere seconds later with an expression that practically begged for him to be understanding, and hopefully give her a chance at what could be considered friendship. "I've always understood how lonely the scp's must feel, being contained alone with no one but the doctor's and researchers to talk to."
"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."
Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?
"I am currently studying the fact that there are literally thousands of universes all on one planet. It all depends on what universe you interact with based on the angle the light hits your eye. In order to see colors and objects, light bounces off the object and hits your eye, reflecting colour which allows us to identify shape as well. However different universes have different angles at which the light can hit your eye, thus making it possible to live in different realities on the same planet. Imagine that we are three dimensional, but in other planes of existence, there are things that are four or five, even six dimensional. This means its physically impossible for us to see them."
*she looks around before giving a final nod of approval on her 'speech'*
Happy belated 1 year anniversary of this blog!!!🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊
"I'm actually investing in a necklace that apparently is scientifically designed to repel negative energies and wavelengths using proprietary biometric frequency infusion technology and scalar energy. Essentially its carrying good vibes around your neck... literally..."
((Ps. This is a real thing I'm investing in. I can post the link if you guys want.))
"Well, it's kind of complicated. With me being born on a Friday the 13th, I've always had a natural talent with the supernatural, paranormal, and all things unexplainable. I was always able to communicate and form bonds with them. I had a growing interest in biology, and with my ability to connect with all this stuff, I turned to a job for cryptobiology. I found myself studying in universities across the country, and eventually after still struggling to get a good job in that area, the foundation had contacted me, and offered me a job in the Scientific Department. Of course, biology was originally just a guilty pleasure for me to get away from all the trauma I experienced, but that's a story for a different day," she looks down almost uncomfortable with what she just said, but quickly regains her composure and smiles at the doctor.
"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."
Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?
Do your habits betray you, little tiger?
A: I much more prefer "little lion", and B: only when the time is dire enough. Care to explain 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!))
"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.
"Oh, uh, good bye? I guess???"
*The doctor stands there astonished of what her day has consisted of. She will never rest easy again knowing that this very situation could happen again to any unsuspecting soul. She reports to the head management about her out come, and swears to never eat another cupcake again.*
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*
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The official blog for Dr. Elizabeth A. Thompson, one of the SCP Foundation's Doctors in the Scientific Department.
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