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⚠️ ~ { I mean, that thing can barely move.... } ~ ⚠️
IDK IF THE ART IS OF SOMEONE'S OC OR ALREADY EXISTING CHARACTERS I JS FOUND IT ON PINTEREST 😭😭🙏
Run.
That's the first thought that ran through your scattered brain, setting every nerve ending alight. But you knew better. You kept your eyes closed as you used your senses to asses the situation - two voices, gruff and mumbling, your limbs were tied as you were tangled in a net, a muzzle snugly strapped over your mouth. Your body shook and jostled... it seemed you were moving in some sort of vehicle.
You finally opened your eyes. The walls were black, it was a pretty spacious area, and benches were screwed into the walls on either side of you. You saw the two men, dressed up in gear you know you've seen before. They hadn't noticed you'd awoken as they conversed with each other.
You ignored whatever they were saying as you scanned the area, looking for any sort of escape. It seemed there was no hope with your restraints. You hadn't even noticed that one of the two men had seen you were awake, beginning to approach. You couldn't see his face behind the mask, but... there was an oddly warm squint to his eyes as he spoke.
I've always wanted someone to make a scenario like this... but noone did! So I made it myself :D
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Sam and Eric where two peas in a pod, always sticking together as they worked in the SCP foundation. It all started when they just so happened to have a few too many assignments with eachother, so they decided they would just stick together from now on. They were two unlikely friends, as their personalities had vast differences.
Sam was more on the cheery optimistic side, always giving others the benefit of the doubt. He was a very caring soul, and tried his best to make sure all personnel and anomalies were comfortable and properly cared for. He couldn't do much as he was just a guard, but he always did his best. Though, you don't want to get him mad. He can change faster than the blink of an eye if something truly upsets him. He's had multiple... incidents where some of his more favored anomalies were harmed or mistreated in some way. Several individual's blood are on his hands, but he doesn't care. They all got what they deserved.
Eric is more on the gruff professional side, but he does appreciate Sam's kindness. He helps Sam in his efforts to protect others, but sometimes can be the necessary voice of reason when Sam wasn't seeing through another's act. He has saved Sam's life from multiple malicious entities that have a knack for tricking people like him that are too trusting. He makes sure to keep his head on a swivel to keep an eye out for anything that could take advantage of Sam's kindness. He deeply cares for Sam in a way even he doesn't understand. It's nothing he's ever felt before, yet it feels familiar...
The place that the two work at is called the SCP foundation. It is a vast secret government organization with sites all across the word tasked with capturing anomalies that show up in order to keep reality normal for the everyday lives of the people. It stores any kind of anomaly, from harmless to universe-ending events. SCP stands for Secure, Contain, Protect. It is their motto to secure anomalies, contain them away from the world in order to protect the public from any sort of panic.
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The two guards, Sam and Eric, are tasked with transporting a new anomaly they'd just captured. They moved in a large black cargo truck, sitting in the back on the benches lining the side walls. They sat next to eachother as they conversed over the unconscious anomaly laying in a net with it's limbs tied and a muzzle over it's snout. Sam was the first to notice it's eyes had opened as he approached with a warm smile, hidden behind his mask.
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"I just don't get why they had to go after this one," Sam chirped with a sigh. "We could barely even track it because of how little it was doing." His gaze wondered over to the anomaly laying before them on the ground in the back of the large cargo truck, seemingly still under the effects of the sedative dart. He swore he'd seen its ear twitch, but he just ignored it. Sam's brows furrowed, feeling saddened by the fact that they had to take so many restraintive precautions.
"You know how they are," Eric muttered gruffly as he leaned back, arms crossed. His chest tightened at the look in Sam's eyes as he gazed down at the restrained entity. "Anything that isn't normal, they take. Don't matter if they've murdered a whole city or just... existed." Sam only let out a low groan as he dragged his hands down his face.
"Ok- but they didn't have to do all this." He waved a hand out, gesturing to the anomaly. "I mean, that thing can barely move," he spat, that usual oblivious protectiveness in his tone. "Sam, you know how these things can be. There's been tricky ones before. Just because we haven't seen what it can do doesn't mean it isn't dangerous." Eric spoke in a stern tone, but his eyes were soft.
Sam huffed out another sigh. "Yeah, I know.." He murmered, barely above a whisper as he gaze down at his lap, fidgeting with his black gloves. Eric placed a hand on his upper arm, his grip offering silent comfort. Sam's gaze wondered to the anomaly again, and Eric followed his gaze after he's seen Sam's eyes widen.
The entity's eyes were open, narrowed as it's gaze darted around, the rest of it's body staying as still as it could in the moving truck. Its gaze darted to Sam as he stood, taking a step forward. "Hey," he spoke softly, offering a soft smile. Though it was barely noticeable behind the mask and visor of his gear.
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