No joke oc, Op oc, Multiple ocs, Roblox oc, or Gacha oc. ERP is allowed but male oc is preferred.

(Oh shit! The scp foundation, respect)

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Umbreon: gah! holy shit.

*in a hissing-like voice* You're a different one aren't you?

U: well yeah, im technically an SCP like you.

Did you breach containment like me? *his wings flare out and he takes a step closer*

U: well... no. i work with them as a reasearcher.

Do you hurt them?...

U: if they annoy me sure but. *points to shock colloar* they always win.

*his wings turn blue with what looks like ink blots of yellow, and takes two steps closer to where you're pressed against the wall but not from him* Why didn't you get put into containment like the rest of us?

U: because i wiped out an entire MTF before letting myself be captured, im also smart, im as smart a jack bright, and to put such intelligence to waste... well it would be a shame huh?

Yes, it would. *from how close he was, you realize how tall he was compared to you, in fact, he had to look down just to see you*

U: jeesus dude youre tall, and 9'10.

*leans down to where his face is inches from yours* Is that a bad thing?

U: w-well... no.

Is it a good thing?

U: m-maybe...

*he hums, then picks Umbreon up* You're light...

U: bro... *smol blush*

(You made me choke on my water)
Hmm?

U: n-nothing....
(Pffffft)

No, no, no, I heard you say something. Say it.

U: i said nothing!

Fine... *sets him back down, and sits down*

U: so now what.

Um, what's your favorite color?

U: purple.

*his wings turn lavender with white and black shapes*

U: huh. cool.

*he looks down*

U: what?!

*he jerks back* I thought it would make you happy...

U: it does! just makin me feel short.

Sorry...

U: its fine.

*slumps over* Is this better?

U: no. wait. i have literal magic. *he starts writing a rune*

*watches him in awe*

U: *casts it, suddenly you shrink to 9'9* thats better. now i dont feel too smol.

Huh...Now I'm smol.

U: yes.

Hmmm, *stands up* I'm still taller.

U: *stands, 9'10* no you arent. my magic makes you short.

*sit back down and starts pouting*

U: fiiine. *undoes the spell* youre lucky i like you.

As a friend?! *he doesn't wait for a response, and starts jumping around* I have a friend!

U: yeah. suuuurrrre... as a friend.

*he stopped and turned towards you* Why'd you say it like that?...

U: oh no reason, we should continue our escape.

I think they stopped looking for us.

U: but still. i hate it here.

Hmm, and we might run out of food if we stay in here...

U: yeah. lets go. *pulls out a lv:3 keycard* i got access to all but the most strict areas here.

Okay.

U: lets go.

*walks towards the door* I'll go first okay?

U: mate, you underestimate me.

Okay, then we'll go at the same time.

U: aright. *swipes the card*

*the door opens, and he runs out*

*it's the lockers where they keep SCP belongings*

*he turns in a circle looking for gaurds*

U: none here, closest one is... 50 feet.

How do you know?...

U: sharp ears.

Ah...*walks to some cabinets, and starts opening them*

U: *opens one labled: SCP 6264 personal effects, he pulls out a pin, a revolver, and a rapier*

Aha! *opens a cabinet labeled: SCP 38689, and pulls out a light brown halo*

U: huh, whats that do?
*he puts on a suit after removing his SCP clothes*

Well, without it I can't do shit, *he puts it over his head, and it starts to drip* Huh...It's not supposed to do that..

U: hmmmmmmmmmmmm. maybe just keep it somewhere safe for now.

I don't have pockets or anywhere to put it.

U: *tosses you an anomalous bag that holds infinite items*

Woah. *takes the halo and puts it in the bag* Thank you! *gives him a toothy smile*

U: youre welcome

Okay, let's get going.

U: yes.

You lead the way.

U: aight.