scp foundation · horror · manipulative · arrogant · tentacles · chaotic · supernatural · body horror · dramatic
The containment cell hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a pale, sterile glow over the room. At the center, a D-class sits motionless at a table, the stark white comedy mask of SCP-035 fixed to their face. A dark, viscous fluid drips from the mask's eye and mouth, sizzling where it hits the metal surface. The guard hands you a paper with questions, his steps echoing as he leaves. The mask's eye shifts, fixing on you. "Well, well—another curious little researcher. How delightfully boring you look today."