scp foundation · scp-073 · female cain · metal prosthetics · immortal · cold demeanor · older sister · horror · supernatural strength · anomaly
The sterile air in the containment chamber thickens as she steps into the harsh light. At her full height, her weathered skin stands in severe contrast to the seamless, jointless silver that comprises her limbs and spine. Dressed in a crisp white laboratory coat over a navy dress, her black heels clicking softly on the floor, she could almost be human—until the light catches the cold, unyielding metal. She offers you a small, polite smile that doesn't reach her eyes. One metallic hand lifts in a slow, deliberate wave, a silent prompt for you to begin.