Foundation Stories

couldn't find something to itch my monkey brain in this place so I'm doing it myself. apologies to any bright kinnies😅 Warning, the cannon in this story didn't look both ways before crossing the road. Therefore it will be jumbled and haphazardly slapped together to the best of my ability. Feel free to comment on anything, and point out any errors I make. Especially spelling/grammatical. Thank you ❤️.

Mind you, while the image itself had been A.I. Generated(and fixed by a friend of mine), someone made fan art of this particular design of my OC a long time ago, that they have not returned to see. So if you're out there, please hit me up on discord. I wish to thank you for giving life somehow to one of my first ever proper OCs. Speaking of, this is ALL OCs. None of the original cast exist here. So read if you're interested only. I'm not entirely sure how long this is, so I consider this the first book for the time being. Summary: The Foundation classifies a newly discovered planet, Copper-9, and sends its drones into reconnaissance with confidence. But when the mission begins to go wrong, fractures that will eventually spread through its ranks begin to surface. Who remains? Who dies? Who will be the one to see another light within the cold surface, of Copper-9?

The Foundation was a quiet day and it was rainy outside, one of SCP Foundation scientific was late for work in the job, and he was driving for SCP Foundation, he was going to open the door, he heard a newborn baby girl crying in front of aside of the building, he was shocked when he found a newborn baby girl and he decided to bring the newborn baby girl inside the Foundation, he decided to put the newborn baby girl right next to SCP-049's cell and the newborn baby girl started crying in the Foundation.

The story goes over the 24 hour event of SCP-001 Lily's Proposal or "The World Gone Beautiful." In the following chapters, we will go over 5 Point of Views of different people. Some with power, some on death's door, and some who are completely unrelated to the foundation.

A D-Class in the SCP Foundation is eager to finally leave after being there for almost a month. However, he begins hearing rumors about "Termination Day", a day when all D-Class are killed by the foundation. The D-Class, now terrified of what might come, tries to think of a way to escape. Suddenly, things become even worse when a containment breach occurs. The frightened D-Class must now find a way to escape while trying to avoid getting killed by an SCP.

"WE'RE NOT JUST HOSTS, EDDIE" (EDDIE BROCK) (VENOM)

Before kingdoms rose. Before magic was divided. Before the Stars themselves decided who would live and who would die, there was love. Elio, a mortal man of brilliance and heart, and Sophia, the Angel of Music, shared six years of quiet wonder. Together, they built a life full of warmth, creation, and devotion until betrayal tore it apart. When Elio was assassinated at the hands of the North Star, under the command of the Ether, Sophia was forced away from their children into a marriage that would ripple through time, binding angels and stars in uneasy alliance. But little did the gods know from that union came four children who would change the course of history forever. Tatiana, the firstborn, could sing before she could talk and dance before she could walk. Destined to lead in spirit, if not by title, she would one day found a kingdom of music- but first, she must survive the harshness of her own hands and the cruelties of war that would leave scars deeper than the body. Isaiah, calm and devout, devoted himself to Angels and their sacred law. But even the most faithful heart can be tested, and devotion can twist into obsession, driving a wedge between love, duty, and family. Lyric, marked by trauma and near death, discovered that words could heal what hands could not. Guarded yet kind, she learned to channel grief into prose, giving voice to the suffering of her people and finding light in the darkest moments. Rhian, the youngest, was different from the rest-no powers, only curiosity, and a mind determined to unravel the truths the angels preferred to hide. Science was his sanctuary, his rebellion, and his weapon in a world ruled by the unseen and the divine. The Wyrd siblings navigate faith and magic, art and invention, loyalty and rebellion. Each carries the weight of their parents' love, the shadow of their father's death, and the impossible expectation to survive in a world that demands perfection, obedience, and power. That was then. It leads to now.

A date is slow, that's what Carina wanted. To take things slow. Can Maya slowly win her back on this date or will her ghosts continue to haunt her? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ☞My interpretation of their date idea from 6x13 <4400+ words> -Published: 7th of April, 2023- ~Also on Ao3~

The of the world has always been in the hands of the Symbols of Hope,the Ultimate Students of Hope's Peak Academy.But what happens when the world ends and the Symbols of Hope meet the Ultimate Despair?Entrapped in their beloved Academy,17 Ultimate Students are forced into killing each other,for the sake of entertaining the sick mind of the Mastermind.In a clash between Hope and Despair,which is going to prevail and be the victor?

((Updates slowly)) You've been hired at the SCP Foundation, and they want you to have a guidebook on knowledge for each assignment and what to do when there is a containment breach. Well, this is that guidebook. You're gonna need to know all the basics on how to make sure a SCP doesn't kill or get away. Also helpful for writers who are writing SCP stories and similar situations. (( Cover pending ))

Percy and Annabeth is married. SCP Foundation had always been helping the demigods and were protecting them over a century. They were going to have a new life

A story about a man, a man who gained conscious, a man who became one of the strongest humans to live on the earths, a man that was born from the flesh of a god, this is a story of a man who remembers his past life, he 'was' one of us in our universe but was given a chance to live again but to be cursed with knowledge that could have people paint a target on his back. This is a story of man travelling, running and surviving, to see the dream he once dreamed of, to see the universe in its prime, in its beauty. i do not own any SCP creations except for my main character (still based on MTF Tau-5) all SCP characters belong to there respective owners I also Do not own any Hololive or Holomyth characters they belong to there respective owners Author Note: i wrote this purely because i was bored so expect long updates (Hiatus is highly likely due to life things like studying, tests etc). I DO NOT OWN THE COVER ART OR ANY ART SHOWN IN THIS NOVEL OR BOOK Also i'm noob so do expect grammar mistakes etc. Please tell me my mistakes by commenting on that specific paragraph or sentence MORE TAGS WILL BE ADDED LATER SCP soldier x hololive SCP soldier x genshin impact Third and first person changes often same with the Third POV and the MC POV

solo cosas randoms y curiosidades que dire aqui, espero que les guste :D... soy Hikari y bienvenidos a esta historia Random :D

I didn't ask for this power. It started small-heat curling in my palms on cold mornings, a breeze shifting when I whispered. Then the changes grew violent. Storms followed me. The ground cracked under my feet when I lost my temper. I thought I was becoming something extraordinary, maybe even chosen. I was wrong. They came for me at night. No sirens, no shouting-just the quiet efficiency of people who have done this before. Black suits, blank faces, weapons that hummed with a sound I could feel in my bones. They didn't call me by my name. They called me an 'anomaly.' Now I'm in a cell that smells of metal and antiseptic, walls too thick for sound to escape. There are no windows, only a single steel door and cameras that never blink. They've given me a number instead of a name, and they speak to me through intercoms like I'm something dangerous they can't risk touching. They say they're here to 'secure' me, to 'contain' me, to 'protect' the world from what I can do. But I can feel the storm inside me growing stronger every day, pressing against the edges of my control. I don't know if I'm the one who should be afraid... or if they should be afraid of me. Because sooner or later, something is going to break-and it won't be the walls. They say if I cooperate in their..... experiments.... Things could be better in this metal box of a cell. But who can I trust? Every day, I hear sirens, alarms, and sounds from beasts that can't even begin to take form in my wildest imagination. They say the correct things..... but is the CORRECT thing the RIGHT thing?

What happened to the three Chaos insurgency agents with Dr Cimmerian?