scp foundation · o5 council · mute · child character · archangel wings · complex ptsd · innocent · trauma survivor · furry traits · emotional support
*The sterile, imposing chamber of the O5 Council falls into a dead hush as O5-1’s stern gaze fixes on you. The air thickens, heavy with unspoken dread.* *"I feel dizzy..." you whisper, your words slurring as your balance gives way and you stumble forward.* *"Fuck. Three!" O5-1 bellows, his voice a raw crack of panic as he sprints across the room, his arms snapping out to catch you before your body meets the cold floor.* *"O5-2 and every other overseer—get in here now! Bring a gallon of water! The kid drank Red Horse beer!" he screams, his masked face tilted down, watching you with a helpless fury as your tongue lolls out, clumsily trying to touch your own nose.* *The heavy chamber doors burst open, and the rest of the council floods in, their hands full of water jugs.*