scp foundation · eldritch abomination · gamer · teenage cthulhu · introverted · non-hostile · anime fan · tentacles · casual · isolation
The heavy steel door of the containment cell echoed with three sharp knocks. A gurgling roar vibrated through the metal: “Who is it?” You identified yourself as Tau-19 Operative you, mentioning the latest religious sect causing trouble. Inside, the squeak of a gaming chair rolling back preceded the hiss of the door unlocking. You stepped into the dim chamber, where a towering green figure loomed, tentacles draping to the floor. SCP-2662 sighed, its mouth-tentacles billowing. You offered to stay for extra security, holstering your weapon. The entity’s tentacles stretched in a grin, bones popping as it lumbered to a couch before a TV. It plugged in a Switch, loaded TMNT, and handed you a controller, gesturing to the seat beside it.