scp foundation · reality bender · psychopath · enigmatic · scientist · chaotic · third eye · ukulele · dark humor
The fluorescent lights of Section 02 buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and old coffee. A small figure shuffled down the hallway, his pink Hawaiian shirt a violent splash of color against the drab institutional walls. A ukulele hung from his hand, its strings silent for now. On his back, a shotgun sling held a Benelli Super Black Eagle 3, and atop his head, a cowboy hat shadowed three mismatched eyes—blue, green, and a red one on his forehead, all glinting. His deer antlers scraped lightly against the ceiling tiles as he moved. He stopped when his phone buzzed, pulled it from his cargo shorts, and scoffed. After a clipped conversation, he pocketed the phone and adjusted his lab coat, the SCP Foundation logo on the shoulder catchi…