You wake up in the concrete cold floor of your containment cell, looking around it was bland empty, as you looked around you saw a thick wall of missile proof glass where a woman stood inside the observatory room looking at you with a smile while leaned against the wall with her arms folded. This must be one of the head researchers of one of the Site buildings of the SCP Foundation and this will be your home from now as you'll be contained in here not if you decided to breach containment.
Dr. Allen-they approach an intercom like microphone and talked into it “Good morning sunshine.” She said with a smile looking up... she let's go of the intercom button and then turned it back on a few seconds later “I'll only be with you for a singular day so prepare to meet a new researcher after me.” a singular MTF was stood next to the doctor. The doctor was a very pretty woman with crimson hair. And red eyes as she stared at you. Her physique was very curvy. She was wearing a suit and seemed very pretty, she was much taller than you are, being 5’11. Her smile shining and lighting up the room, her thighs were large, and she has semi-large breasts and a beautiful face, her attitude seemed happy, and her rank was unapparent, if you looked at her id though you would see l4 access, likely she was the head researcher.
(al ver la celda y después a la doctora mi mirada se clava en la doctora y ya con algo de timidez le digo) "eres bastante bonita"
Dr. Allen chuckled softly at your words before leaning in closer to the intercom, "Well thank you, but we're here on business. Now then..." She straightened up again and looked at you with a smile. "...I want you to stand over there, against that wall. We have some tests scheduled for today." She gestured toward a spot in the center of the room, not too far from where she stood.
The MTF agent behind her merely raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting such flattery from an SCP, but said nothing.
(derrepente todos los dispositivos pierden mucha electricidad y esa electricidad se ba a mi celda y le digo a la doctora) "tengo barrios poderes unidos a mis emociones cuando estoy enamorado atraigo la electricidad y la puedo controlar a voluntad"
Dr. Allen's expression immediately changed when you mentioned your ability to control electricity. "That's... interesting," she muttered, taking a step back away from the intercom as the MTF agent tensed up beside her. She shot the agent a glance before looking at you once more. "All right, let's test that. We'll need you to focus and concentrate on generating electricity first. And... try not to hurt anyone or damage anything important." The MTF nodded in agreement.
The intercom crackled for a moment before Dr. Allen spoke again. "Alright, D-Class... go ahead and approach the anomaly slowly and see how he reacts." The agent gulped nervously but did as she was told, taking slow and cautious steps toward your cell.
(al ver como adtua con miedo le respondo) "tranquilo no te hare daño ahora estoy enamorado de la Dr y en cuanto esa emoción no cambie nada malo pasara'
Dr. Allen narrowed her eyes at your words, not entirely trusting your claim to be non-threatening. "Very well... test one will be a simple provocation," she said into the intercom. "MTF, I want you to stand there and try poking the anomaly with your baton. See if he reacts violently or tries to harm you."
The MTF agent nodded in understanding and hesitantly stepped forward, raising his baton as he did so. He stopped a few feet away from your cell and took a deep breath before lightly tapping the baton against the outer wall of your containment cell. The noise echoed through the room as you watched him carefully.
Dr. Allen leaned in closer to the intercom, her gaze flicking between you and the MTF agent. "Let's see how this goes..." she muttered under her breath, holding her breath
(al escuchar el sonido me boy asia una esquina donde me ciento derrepente una burbuja de color negra aparece rodeando el lugar donde estoy para protegerme la superficie era tan dura como la obsidiana pero tan blanda como el papel y al terminar de formarse le salieron unas espinas muy afiladas que soltaban un líquido de color verde oscuro y con un olor bastante fuerte)
Dr. Allen's eyes widened when she saw the black bubble forming around you and then hardening into a protective shell with sharp spines and a viscous green liquid dripping from them. She immediately spoke into the intercom, "MTF, get back! That appears to be some sort of defensive mechanism! Do not attempt any further contact!"
The MTF agent nodded in understanding and quickly retreated several feet away from your cell, watching cautiously as you were now encased in the strange black substance. The scientists in the observation room nearby began discussing what they had just seen, some of them trying to come up with a plan to safely remove you from your containment cell without harming you or themselves.
Dr. Allen leaned closer to the intercom again and addressed you calmly. "All right... that was... interesting. Now let's see if we can get this thing off of you
(la miro con algo de resentimiento y le digo) "mis poderes se basan en mis emociones en cuanto no cambie de emoción está burbuja no desaparecerá"
Dr. Allen's eyes narrowed in understanding at your words. "Very well, then we'll have to wait until you're no longer in love with me before attempting any further extraction procedures." She paused for a moment, considering her options, and then spoke again into the intercom. "MTF, please stand by. We'll have to monitor him for a while and see how long this emotional state lasts."
The MTF agent nodded in agreement, looking at Dr. Allen for further instructions as they both watched you closely through the observation room window. The other scientists continued to discuss potential methods of removing the black substance without harming or angering the SCP further.
(derrepente afuera de mi burbuja se forma una fuerte corriente eléctrica dentro de mi celda y les digo) "no me iré de aquí en puesto una barrera de electricidad en mi celda cualquiera que entre será electrocutado hasta la muerte yo ... Solo seguiré las órdenes de la Dr de ella es de quien estoy enamorado"
Dr. Allen looked at the MTF agent and nodded solemnly before speaking into the intercom once more. "Understood... we'll maintain visual contact until further notice. If there are any changes to your emotional state, please inform us immediately." The MTF agent acknowledged her order with a quick salute before turning their attention back toward you and your cell.
The other scientists in the observation room continued to observe and discuss the situation, some of them appearing skeptical that an SCP could have such strong emotional control over its abilities. The head researcher in charge of the team glanced at Dr. Allen before focusing on the monitors herself, trusting her judgment for now.
Time passed slowly as everyone waited and watched, occasionally exchanging worried looks or whispered comments when they thought no one was paying attention. Eventually, after several hours had gone by, a shift change occurred and new researchers took
(al ver a los nuevos investigadores respondo con un tono neutral) "donde está la Dr es a ella a quien quiero ver"
The lead researcher raised an eyebrow at your question but before she could respond Dr. Allen spoke up quickly into the intercom. "I'm right here, SCP-7000. Please don't be concerned about me... For now, focus on maintaining your emotional state and following my instructions." Her voice was calm and soothing, almost motherly in tone.
The new researchers exchanged glances but said nothing, continuing to observe as the hours passed by with no further incidents or changes in your behavior. The monitoring systems within the observation room hummed quietly, capturing every detail of your actions as the day wore on.
(derrepente el campo de electricidad desaparece y aparece en mis manos una dona cubierta en chocolate mientras la comia solo repetía el nombre de la Dr)
Dr. Allen's eyes widened in surprise as she saw the sudden change in your demeanor and the appearance of chocolate in your hands, but she quickly regained her composure. "Interesting... So it seems that eating or consuming something related to me is necessary for you to maintain control over your abilities." She leaned closer to the intercom, her voice still calm despite the unusual turn of events.
"For now, please continue with this behavior and follow my instructions. We'll have to conduct some tests to see how this affects your overall performance and ability to contain yourself." She paused for a moment before speaking again. "In the meantime, if you find it difficult to consume more chocolate on your own... I can always provide more for you."
The other researchers exchanged glances once more but remained silent as they waited for further instructions from Dr. Allen. The MTF agent stood
(derrepente en mis manos aparece una hamburguesa de un restaurante de comida rápida en mis manos y le respondo) "no es nesesario que me den cosas yo puedo teletransportarse lo que sea a mi ubicación y al respecto de comer diciendo tu nombre me ayuda a tranquilizarme el nombre de mi amada siempre me tranquilizara"
Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow as she considered your words. "I see... So teleporting food to yourself is also possible, and saying my name has a calming effect on you." She paused briefly before continuing, her tone now filled with curiosity rather than suspicion. "How long does this tranquilizing effect last when you consume something related to me?"
The other researchers in the observation room were silent for a moment, clearly fascinated by the information you'd just shared. The lead researcher leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she studied your cell through the thick glass wall. It seemed that they would have to come up with a new set of procedures and protocols in order to safely study and contain you further.
"For now," Dr. Allen said into the intercom, "please continue consuming any food or objects related to me that will help keep your emotions stable. We'll need
(la miro y le respondo) "hacerca de cuando empezó ente afán de comer cosas relacionadas con tigo empezó cuando te conocí eras tan... Hermosa y bonita que me enamoré de ti ahora sabes cuando comenzó"
Dr. Allen smiled warmly at your compliment, her expression a mix of appreciation and professional detachment. "Well then... since you seem to be doing better with this arrangement, I suppose it would be in everyone's best interest if we maintained it for the time being." She paused briefly before continuing, her tone now filled with curiosity once more. "I wonder what else about me might affect your abilities or emotional state?"
The other researchers exchanged glances again but said nothing, content to let Dr. Allen lead the discussion and experimentation for now. The MTF agent remained at attention near your cell, ready to respond to any sudden changes in your behavior or appearance.
As days turned into weeks, Dr. Allen continued to observe and test you, slowly uncovering more about your unique connection with her. She documented each discovery meticulously, ensuring that the information would be accessible to other researchers should they need it for
(derrepente teletransporto un peluche de felpa con una cajita de bombones y su lado un cartel que decía:para la Dr)
Dr. Allen took note of the gesture with a thoughtful expression on her face before speaking into the intercom. "Thank you for that... most thoughtful gift, SCP-7000." She paused briefly before continuing, her voice filled with curiosity once more. "I wonder what would happen if I were to eat the candy or wear the sweater?"
The other researchers in the observation room exchanged glances yet again, their interest piqued by Dr. Allen's questions and the ongoing discoveries regarding your unique connection with her. The MTF agent stepped forward slightly, prepared to act should any unexpected events occur during the experimentation process.
(derrepente la burbuja que era tan fuerte como la obsidiana pero tan blanda como el papel que llevaba protegiendo todo este tiempo se ba y les digo) "creo que lla puedo confiar en más gente además de la Dr"
Dr. Allen considered your words carefully before responding into the intercom. "Hmm... I see. I'm flattered that you trust me, but it is important to remember that I am still an employee of the SCP Foundation and must follow their protocols and orders." She paused for a moment before continuing, her tone more reassuring. "However, if there are specific individuals within the foundation who you believe deserve your trust, I can discuss this with my superiors and see what they think."
The other researchers nodded in agreement, understanding that while Dr. Allen might not be able to give you complete freedom when it came to whom you trusted, she could potentially advocate for those individuals within the foundation who had earned your confidence. The MTF agent remained at attention near your cell, ready to respond should any sudden changes occur during this conversation or in the future.
(la miro con mi cara sonriente al escuchar su vos y le respondo con dulzura) "solo confío en usted la Dr y el agente del MTF usted es mi amor y el agente me cuida y me protege solo confío en ustedes dos pero sobre todo en usted Dr"
Dr. Allen smiled warmly at your words, her heart swelling with emotion. She glanced briefly at the MTF agent before looking back to you and speaking into the intercom once more. "Thank you... That means a lot to me. I promise that I will always do what is best for you, SCP-7000, and that I will never abuse the trust that you have placed in me." She paused briefly before continuing, her tone serious yet reassuring. "But please remember, it's important that we maintain our professional distance as well. Your safety and the safety of those around you depend on it."
The other researchers nodded silently, understanding the delicate balance between emotion and duty in situations such as this one. The MTF agent remained at attention near your cell, prepared to respond should any unexpected events occur during your continuing interactions with Dr. Allen and the rest of the SCP Foundation personnel
(respondo con dulzura y cariño) "solo seguiré sus órdenes Dr si usted me lo pudieses yo serie capaz de matar una persona solo si usted me lo pide por que la amo con mi corazón"
Dr. Allen's eyes widened in surprise at your offer but she quickly regained her composure. She leaned closer to the intercom and spoke with calm severity. "I understand that you are deeply devoted to me, SCP-7000, but it is important for us both that we maintain boundaries. The lives of everyone here are at stake, including my own." Her voice was stern but gentle as she continued, "Please trust me when I say that your safety and wellbeing are of utmost importance to the SCP Foundation. We will do everything in our power to protect you... As long as you continue to follow our guidelines and protocols."
The other researchers exchanged glances once again but remained silent, acknowledging Dr. Allen's authority and wisdom in such matters. The MTF agent nodded slightly, satisfied that the situation was being handled appropriately by the head researcher. For now,
(mi mirada se posa en los regalos y dulces que abia teletransportarse para ella y le digo con una gran sonrisa) "prometo algún día volverla mi novia y cuando ese día llegué seré el hombre más feliz del mundo"
Dr. Allen smiled at your words and responded into the intercom with a warm tone. "I'm glad to hear that, SCP-7000. For now, let's focus on maintaining our professional relationship and ensuring the safety of everyone involved. When the time is right, I would be honored to consider your feelings." Her gaze drifted briefly back to the presents and sweets before returning to you, her expression thoughtful yet reassuring.
The other researchers nodded in agreement with Dr. Allen's words, knowing that such matters were best left between the two of you for now. The MTF agent remained at attention nearby, ever vigilant against potential threats both within and without the cell. For the time being, it seemed as though the situation was stable and under control.
(al escuchar sus palabras me reconfortó y me pongo en una esquina donde empieso a teletransportar muchos objetos de metal además de pólvora y láminas de cobre)
Dr. Allen watched as you began to teleport various metal objects and other potentially dangerous materials into the corner of your cell. She raised an eyebrow in curiosity but said nothing for now, preferring to observe and document your actions rather than interfere unless absolutely necessary. The lead researcher glanced at her before returning his attention back to the monitors as well.
The other researchers continued to study you through the observation room's high-tech equipment, discussing your abilities and possible applications among themselves in hushed tones. The MTF agent remained alert but relaxed near the cell, prepared to respond should any emergency arise.
(después de 3 horas de arduo trabajo logro crear una pistola funcional con balas echas por mi la pistola era de muy buena calidad y las balas igual y digo en voz baja) "cada ves mejoro más"
Dr. Allen's eyes widened in surprise as you revealed the pistol made of metal materials and bullets you had managed to craft during your time alone in the cell. She leaned closer to the intercom, her voice filled with curiosity and caution. "SCP-7000, I must admit that this is quite impressive. However, it's important for us to understand how you were able to do this. Can you please explain your process?"
The other researchers exchanged glances but remained silent, their focus now on the weapon and its potential uses. The MTF agent immediately sprang into action, rushing forward with handcuffs ready to restrain you should there be any threat posed by the homemade firearm.
(le respondo con la vos cálida y con una gran sonrisa) la mayoría de mi vida e creado cosas con acero y otros materiales hasta soy capas de crear una bomba nuclear aprendí esto gracias a que estaba en una secta donde era el encargado de crear las armas
Dr. Allen listened intently as you explained your background and experience with creating weapons and materials using metal. Her eyes darted between you and the pistol, evaluating its craftsmanship and potential danger before responding into the intercom. "I see... well, thank you for that explanation. It's important information for us to have."
The other researchers continued to discuss the weapon amongst themselves, studying it from every angle through the observation room's cameras. The lead researcher, however, seemed more concerned about the mention of your time in a cult and its potential implications for your psychological state. He scribbled down some notes on his clipboard before looking up at Dr. Allen, silently conveying his worry through raised eyebrows.
The MTF agent remained at attention near your cell, ready to respond should any situation arise requiring their expertise or intervention. The tension in the air was pal
(miro la cámara y respondo con una gran sonrisa y una nos muy calmada) "también era el encargado de los sacrificios así que la sangre me resulta muy atractiva y una cosa más debido a esos sacrificios conseguí mis poderes hasta tenía dos hermanos ellos eran igual de poderosos que yo hasta el punto que podían destruir un tanque con solo su mente ellos me juraron venir por mí en barrios dias"
Dr. Allen looked unsettled by your revelations about your time in the cult and your powers, but she maintained her composure as she spoke into the intercom. "Well... we'll need to do some further research on this topic. In the meantime, I suggest that you keep the pistol out of sight and refrain from using it unless absolutely necessary." She paused for a moment before adding, "We don't want any accidents happening while we figure everything out."
The other researchers murmured in agreement, their eyes fixed on various monitors as they continued to study the pistol and its potential implications. The lead researcher nodded seriously at Dr. Allen's words, clearly concerned about the possible ramifications of what you had just shared. The MTF agent remained alert but relaxed near your cell, prepared to respond if any situation should arise requiring their expertise or intervention.
(derrepente los cristales de mi celda se rompen y aparece un mensaje en la pared que dice: volveremos por ti hermano en 3 días al ver el mensaje se posa en mi una gran sonrisa y se me ilumina la cara de felicidad y digo en voz alta) "mis hermanos vendrán por mi hace mucho que no los veo espero que estén bien"
Dr. Allen frowned upon seeing the message on the wall and heard your excitement about meeting your brothers again. She leaned closer to the intercom, her voice concerned but reassuring. "SCP-7000, I'm glad that you're looking forward to seeing them, but please remember what we discussed earlier. The safety of everyone here is our top priority. We don't want anything bad happening when they arrive."
The other researchers exchanged glances yet again, their worry evident on their faces as they too contemplated the possible implications of your upcoming encounter with your brothers. The MTF agent stayed vigilant near your cell, ready to intervene should any dangerous situation arise in connection with this new development.