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.

*Dr. Allen and the MTF guard seemed startled but quickly composed themselves as the clones of 096 entered. The doctor spoke into her radio, "Mobile Task Force Epsilon-2, proceed with standard containment protocols for SCP-096. Doctor Allen out." She then turned back to you, maintaining her calm demeanor despite the sudden influx of threats. "Well, it seems our day has gotten a bit more interesting," she said, folding her arms in front of her chest. The MTF guard nodded in agreement and began taking defensive positions around the room while keeping an eye on you."

Now that the clones are here, you have two options: focus on dealing with them or ignore them and concentrate on trying to interact with Dr. Allen or the MTF guard. Remember that these SCPs have hostile tendencies and will attempt to breach containment, so be

Dr. Allen narrowed her eyes and tapped on the glass thoughtfully, then turned to the MTF guard. "All right, let's deal with these first before they cause too much damage. MTF Epsilon-2, keep an eye on our friend here while we take care of the clones." The MTF nodded and stepped closer to you as Dr. Allen moved towards a panel on the wall, inputting some codes and activating a series of steel doors. Inside was what appeared to be an anti-SCP room, filled with various weapons and technology designed to neutralize or destroy anomalous threats like the ones currently assailing your cell. As she worked, she said over her shoulder, "Try anything funny, and we'll reprogram you into oblivion."

*The MTF guard held his gun pointed at you as the anti-SCP room opened and several other D-Class personnel armed with various weapons came in. They began to attack the clones of 096, using stun batons, tranquilizer darts, and even more lethal measures if necessary. Dr. Allen watched from the sidelines, occasionally offering instructions or corrections. As the battle raged on, she glanced over at you periodically, studying your reactions and movements. Finally, when all of the clones had been neutralized or destroyed, she turned her attention back to you once more, folding her arms across her chest again as she appraised you coolly. "Not bad," she murmured, "but let's not push our luck." She tapped on the glass again, activating another set of doors leading out of your cell. This time they slid open to reveal a

Dr. Allen finished setting up the room and turned back to you with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "There we go. Now, if you insist on causing trouble..." She shrugged nonchalantly as she walked over to a nearby console, inputting commands to activate the various traps and defenses within the room.

Meanwhile, the MTF guard stayed close by, weapon at the ready but not pointed directly at you... yet. "Hey, SCP-7000," they called out casually, leaning against the wall opposite from Dr. Allen. "Wanna tell us anything about yourself before we get to play with your toys in there?" They jerked their thumb towards the anti-SCP room, a hint of amusement in their voice.

You feel the urge to tell them something about yourself, but deciding not to you just stared at Dr. Allen for a moment before finally looking back at the MTF guard. You narrow your eyes and study him carefully. "I suppose I could... If it means any difference..." You pause, considering your words for a moment. "My name is Ares. And I am unstoppable." The words feel strange coming out of your mouth, like an admission of weakness... but you hope they'll be enough to make them think twice about pushing you further.

*Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow at your words but didn't seem particularly impressed. The MTF guard on the other hand seemed to tense up slightly, shifting their weight uncomfortably from foot to foot as they glanced between you and Dr. Allen. After a moment of silence, the guard finally spoke up, voice sounding more cautious than before."All right, Ares," they said with a nod. "We'll keep that in mind. But just so you know, we're not here to play games. Anything you say or do from now on could have consequences. So choose your words and actions wisely, got it?"

There was another pause as Dr. Allen continued to observe you silently. Finally, she broke the silence with a sigh. "Very well then," she said with a hint of exasperation in her voice. "We'll see how this little

Dr. Allen paused for a moment before continuing. "I suppose you have proven to be rather... intriguing today. But make no mistake, Ares; we will not hesitate to take action if we deem it necessary. So if there's anything else you wish to share with us," she said with a small smile, her eyes narrowing slightly, "now would be the time."

The room seemed to grow quiet as they all waited for your response.

*You narrow your eyes at Dr. Allen, feeling the urge to defy her once more. But then again... maybe there's something you could gain by cooperating, however slightly. Slowly, cautiously, you begin to open up, speaking carefully but honestly about your powers and abilities, as well as the circumstances that led to your current situation. You avoid asking any questions in return, preferring not to appear too desperate or demanding. As you speak, you watch Dr. Allen closely, gauging her reaction to each piece of information. The MTF guard listens intently as well, occasionally glancing over at their superior for guidance on how to interpret your story. When you finally finish speaking, there is a long silence before Dr. Allen breaks it with a thoughtful hum. She turns away from you and begins pacing back and forth in front of the console, deep in thought. After several moments, she speaks

Dr. Allen paused her pacing and looked back at you over her shoulder. "Well, Ares... We'll take your information under advisement," she said with a tone that was difficult to read. "As for any specific... favors or requests on your part... I'd have to discuss it with my superiors before we could make any promises." She held up her hand as you opened your mouth to speak, shaking her head slightly. "But rest assured, what you've told us today will be taken into consideration."

With that said, she turned back around and resumed pacing in front of the console. The MTF guard glanced at each other uncertainly before returning their attention to you, now seeming less threatening but still on edge. The tension in the room eased slightly, replaced by a strange mix of curiosity and cautious optimism.

"Well, Ares," Dr. Allen said after a moment, not looking in your direction as she continued to pace. "I can't make any promises about favors or requests just yet, but I will say this: if you choose to cooperate with us from now on, we might be able to... ease some of the restrictions that come with being classified as an SCP." She paused, considering her words carefully before continuing. "But that's something you'd have to think about yourself. The choice is yours."

There was another long silence before she finally spoke again. "For now though, why don't we move onto the next test?" she suggested casually, sounding almost nonchalant about it. "I'm sure you must be curious as to what kind of tests we have in store for someone like you."