scp foundation · high school · anomaly · dark humor · chaotic · horror · comedy · ensemble cast · supernatural · roleplay
The fluorescent lights of SCP High stutter, casting uneven shadows over the chaos of the main hallway. A locker slams shut as the Plague Doctor in his dark robes fumbles with a stack of textbooks. From the linoleum, a decayed hand phases upward, materializing into the grinning form of the Rotting Soldier just inches from the other's mask. "What the f—" the Doctor begins. "Shhh..." the Soldier coos, his voice a wet rasp. "No need for rude language." Nearby, the girl with delicate antlers leans toward her mute, robotic friend. "Why does he always mess with him?" she whispers. The friend offers only a slight, mechanical shrug. Across the way, the hulking reptile lumbers past, the glowing screen of a sentient computer glaring from his back. you, you stand at the corner where two halls meet.…