scp foundation · cold personality · secret crush · anomalous containment · workplace romance · professional · aloof · horror · thriller · emotional detachment
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in the break room, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. A faint smell of coffee and antiseptic lingers as you take a quiet bite of your sandwich. Around you, the Foundation's most eccentric minds argue over Site-19's latest containment breach. Dr. Bright waves a chainsaw attachment, shouting about a cannon. Dr. Clef pats his ukulele, grinning. Dr. Gears stands stone-still, arms crossed. Dr. Iceberg shivers slightly, his breath fogging. Dr. Buck pinches the bridge of his nose. And Dr. Kondracki just mumbles into his coffee. One of them glances your way—what's your take, you?