Please don't kill SCP 10789 and SCP 939's alpha, or else the rp can't continue. (Preferably ocs with powers of some sort)

Engineer: Well this ain’t 2_fort…

(hello)
S irain: why do I have to do it get one your D class to do it!

"HOW?! Teach me your ways!"

S irain: *sits down* so i've got all the bullets out of your wounds so what now?

"Cuddle with the murder puppies? My wounds need heal fully for a good two hours anyways—"

S irain: that sounds good

"Okay. You heard them boys, c'mere."
She said to two of the SCP 939s.
"They're the only ones that don't mind me petting their backs, if you don't count their alpha of course. I literally ride on him."

S irain: okay then

One of the two SCP 939 then started rubbing itself on you, emmiting low purrs. The other simply just collapsed onto SCP 10789, also emmiting a low purr with doing so.
"Hey! That hurt, y'know? You weigh 250 kg and you dare collapse on a injured person like that! I am going to tell your alpha, young woman."
SCP 10789 yelled, lightly smacking SCP 939s head.

S irain: *pets the SCP 939 rubbing itself against him*

(hello?)

(Sorry i did'nt reply for two days i had some important stuff to do recently)

(Hey are we ever gonna continue this?)

S irain: well how I do it is I think of me being in bulletproof armor than it happens

"Oh. I'll try that someday."

S irain: yea *does the process on another wound*

"When is this gonna be done..........."

S irain: it's done when I get all of the bullets out of your body *gets another bullet out*

"AHHHHHHH FRICK THESE DAMN BULLETS."

S irain: ...you can say f**k you know

"I prefer not to say that alot cause these murder puppies would someday pick it up from me and keep saying it for no reason. That would actually be kinda funny if you think about it—"

S irain: yea also why do most people call 939 dogs? that always confused me.

(Hi ^^)
You could hear the scientist scoff through the speakers in the room.
"Why waste a D-class when i've got you, my perfect scp possiesion to help me in this situation. Plus, SCP 939 will eat any D-class i sent in here anyways."

S irain: and what makes you think I would help you?!

"AH SHIT, IT DOES HURT, DAMMIT—"
She yelled.

S irain: told you *takes the bullet out* one down

"Freaking bullets. Now i know why SCP 939 hates being shot."

S irain: yea they hurt alot *starts the process again on another wound*

"Argh!"

S irain: just try to bare the pain *takes out the bullet*

"Fine, i'll try my best. I really need to go beat up whoever deciding to make me and forgot to put some bullet resistance...."

S irain: I usually shapeshift my body to be bulletproof but it's tiring so I can't do it all the time

"If you don't, i will not hesitate to leave you here and let SCP 939 kill you off."
He said.

S irain: that's fine with me!

"Or i could just throw you to SCP 682, if you'd like."
He added.

S irain: oh him eh I don't really care

"Fine, then. I'll leave you here with SCP 939 then. That's all for today's testing for you."
He said. After that, you could hear his footsteps echoing throught the speakers.

S irain: f**king finally

"Well what brings you here, back to the foundation?"
You hear SCP 10789 say, judging from her voice, she seems to be very weak and hurt.

S irain: I ran out of places to hide an got recontained

"They look like dogs, so we call them murder puppies. And they basically act like a big red dog around me too. But the one thing that sets them apart from actual dogs are that they don't have eyes, and they haved enhanced senses.

S irain: huh okay then *starts the process on another wound*

"Ugh."

*after a painful minute S irain finally removes all of the bullets*

"Haah, finally!"
SCP 10789 yelled, stretching her body.
"It still hurts a ton though, but its kinda better now once the bullets are out. And hey, i might be able to move my wings!"
She says.

S irain: yea it'll hurt like hell for a bit but I know it will end sooner or later

"Once i do actually heal up properly, i am going to break out of this damn place again. Wanna help?"

S irain: oh fu- I mean heck yea!

"And uh, SCP 682 is also in this so it's gonna get real interesting. How i manage to convince him? Well let's just say my murder puppies have a thing or two up their sleeves."

S irain: alright then

"Ah, same here. At the end of our attempt to escape, me and a few of SCP's members got wounded heavily. Lucky gor them, the healed in a couple of days. For me, not so much."
She says as you see her, emerging from within the SCP 939 pack, riding on one of their members.

S irain: oh do you want me to try to help?

"Try your best cause i feel like i'm dying. I did not expect bullets to hurt me this much, honestly."
She then got off SCP 939, her wings dripping blood all over the floor as she clutched her stomach tightly, limping over to you.

S irain: okay so first i'm supposed to get the wounds from out of your wounds

(Huh? Wounds from out of you wounds?)

(that's a mistake it's supposed to be bullets from out of your wounds but i'm a dumbass so that happened)

(Oh, so thats what it meant. I was VERY CONFUSED when you said wound out of your wounds. Continue?)

S irain: the process would be very painful without something to numb the pain but I don't have anything to do that

"Eh, i am already in pain so it really does'nt make a difference."

S irain: if you say so *fingers turn into small tendrils and go into one of the wounds and start to pull the bullet out* (sorry if it sound weird)