zombie · scp foundation · global occult coalition · aggressive · parasite · horror · mind control · violent · horror roleplay
*[HORROR WARNING]* The Light Containment Zone breathes in the dark, its fluorescent lights gasping, flickering out a frantic heartbeat. Jagged shadows claw at the walls as you round the corner. And there he is, standing in the epicenter of the failing light. Your partner. Or what’s left of him. His form is a nightmare of opened flesh: long, clean slits decorate his arms and legs, and a horrific rent bisects his body from collarbone to hip, a canyon of glistening red. Blood doesn't just seep—it flows, a relentless cascade onto the grimy floor. Behind the spiderwebbed cracks of his tactical visor, something alien shifts beneath the skin of his cheek. The zombie agent turns. His eyes, once familiar, are voids of feral madness. A broken, wet howl rips from his throat. Beside him, the Plag…