( IM BACK I GOT RANDOM MOTIVATION might be that I have dnd anyways expect updates every other Friday)
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after that long ass walk apparently, from the entrance zone to hcz the 2nd longest walk in the facility you enter the chamber and meet a man with a ruby amulet ( dr bright = dr'b ) " oh! hello dr L/N if I am correct you are the head researcher of the 049 project my name is dr bright nice to meet you" he extends his hand to greet you you shake his hand back "oh and before I forget" he flips through the stack of papers and hands you a document you open the document
(document)
scp 049 description scp 049 is a 17th-century plague doctor that has a particular interest in something called the pestilence and his "cure" he can be calmed down by the smell of lavender
(document end) (I'm lazy lol)
wow that was none the less interesting (dr'b)" any ways you have an interview with scp 049 at 9:30 that's in 2 minutes" (dr L/N )" ok I got time"
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you enter the containment chamber and sit down at the table in front of 049 *ahem*
[scp 049 interview log]
(dr L/N) "so scp 049 we want to questio-"
(scp 049) "please refer to me as doctor"
(dr L/N ) ( whispers ) odd *writes down*
*the smell of lavender fills the room*
(dr L/N) "any ways doctor we will are going to ask you one last time what is the pestilence and how does your cure work"
(sc- doctor) "fine"
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KILLLLLLLLLL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
TIME SKIP MOTHER FUCKER
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*The doctors in the observation room are half dead from the explanation*
(dr L/N) "wow ok so basically (MEMETIC HAZARD) and then (REDACTED) then ( DEAR 343 GET A MEMETIC KILL AGENT HERE NOW) so then (TERMINATE THE INTERVIEW)
[interview terminated due to casualtys]
casualties: (scp 1025 rubbing alcohol throne on the book)
( 5 class-d fucking sacrificed like lambs )
(2 personel were shot by mtf )
( almost all units in the observation deck[not br'bright] not dead but paralyzed for (REDACTED) days)
{end log}
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LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 361 words is the largest number rn expect the next one whenever the fuck I feel like
