no joke ocs!

(The Marksman had just arrived, looking for some easy money gigs, he would see both Frezzel and SCP989 in custody by two guards, he would then grab nearby wheelie chair and lean back towards them)

The Marksman: seems you guys are back, now’s let’s get you guys back into containment and sort all this stuff out, sound good?

Frezzel: You should be careful atleast, I suspect that this youngster has gone insane recently.

The Marksman: ehh its fine.. we will probably just throw em back in containment, get some more of them D class chumps for some test, and then were done with THIS one for the month, Its essentially the same cycle over and over again,

Frezzel: Who knows nowadays?

The Marksman: why do they even want this guy? He just looks like some kid..

Frezzel: I am pretty sure the government knows the inner truth of this guy though.

*Dr. Kendall Kynastone had just arrived on site, barely even finished his breakfast. He sees Frezzel and SCP-S-989 in custody. He isn’t sure, but there was a gut feeling in his stomach that something was wrong here. “Stop it. Be professional. There’s nothing wrong here. You’re just paranoid after the last breach.” He thought to himself, forcefully shoving the feeling in the back if his mind.*

Dr Kynastone: “Frezzel, you’re back. Wonderful. I heard what happened with 989. We must immediately return it to containment.”

Frezzel: Yeah, I am back. I've been running my store a while now and yesterday I found 989 just in the forest all bloody and exhausted somehow, anyway, I decided to clean him all up for you.

* Kendall looked at S-989, the young man, or creature more likely seemed to be all shaky. He was shaking like some old arcade machine, expect it was a living creature who stared deeply back without speaking.

That was clearly unusual, because 989 used to speak before the escape, but how had he even escaped? He(Kendall) knew how well 989 could possibly go insane, but something like escaping? That was never something that had happend in a long time.*

*Dr. Kynastone stared back at S-989 with clear discomfort. Was nobody present when S-989 breached containment? That’s not the point right now. He will have to think about this later when he returns S-989 to containment.*

Dr. Kynastone: “Poor thing. 989, are you alright?”

*He tries to ask for the SCP’s well-being to lighten the mood.*

* S-989 was still shaking, but they raised up their hand a bit slow and made a thumbs down.

He was not alright, clearly 989 did not feel or seem well at all.

His hand raised down shortly afterwards, he was more aware by now but still did not want to fully talk.

But if Kendall would like to know further if what had happened, he needed to make sure 989 didn’t know what idea had hit Kendall’s mind.*

Dr. Kynastone: “Right. *ahem*. Let’s get 989 to it’s containment cell.”

*He picks up the pace, expecting Frezzel and the SCP to follow him.*

Frezzel: I need to go, but I am sure you can take care of S-989 alone.

Dr. Kynastone: “Me?”

*He scoffs*

Dr. Kynastone: “But i only have a security level 2 clearance. I can’t be left alone with it. At least let me escort the SCP with some guards, dammit.”

Frezzel: I can call the guys about it and they will come...

* he started calling some of the scp guards to come, and S-989 looked around.*

*He noticed S-989’s nervous disposition. Dr. Kynastone tries to smile to ease the SCP’s tension*

Dr. Kynastone: “Hey, hey, just hang on a little longer and we’ll take you right back. It’s gonna be okay…”

* 989 was more nervous as the cars arrived, and another scientist came too.*

Dr. Kynastone: “Lovely, another staff member to assist me.”

*The guards soon arrive and the group walk down the hallways of Site ██ until they reach 989’s cell*

Dr. Kynastone: “There we are…”

*He stands beside the SCP and waits for the other researcher to tap his level 3 security level card to open the doors.*

The other scientist: You know about S-989's behaviour, correct? Well, as all working employees here know, 989 can truly go insane during a short period of time. By this case, the subject had escaped by using pure strength and mentallity to strike through our excellently trained guards.

But he also managed to transform, you see, when S-989 truly uses his powers after many tests, he becomes something I call "The destroy-demos". Simply named after the destruction mess that comes after all the escapes.

* The scientist looks at the glass.* Inside 989's cell however, is there a giantic devils flower that drags back dangerous subjects. Bad thing was that when he(S-989) escaped, he had managed to kill the beast.

* The scientist opened the dark cell door and pushed in S-989 quickly in his dark cell. The darkness swallowed the young creature and the door closed.

A success as it closed, and Kynastone took a look at the bulletproof window by the cells side.

From that it had been pretty dark already, 989 was banging on the window before getting dragged back... by something.*

The other scientist: Thank you, doctor Kynastone for returning S-989 to his natural habitat. Now the public wont have to see this mistake run around the city waking up every soul.

Dr. Kynastone: “Agreed. But…I feel like something’s wrong with the anomaly…H-How did it escape in the first place?”

*His voice was shaky as he asked his question, hoping to tread lightly on the subject*

Would an engineer/mechanic work? ))

Chris: - mind: I don't get paid enough for this . . . -

(Yes!)

Frezzel: I found this guy all bloody in the forest.

Chris: Uh huh, lets go to containment, I'll contact some doctors later

Frezzel: Goodluck, Chris.

*He(Frezzel) handed over S-989 to Chris.*

Chris: *Gets out radio* This is Chris from the Engineering Department, I have SCP-S989, get the containment cell ready, I'm at Gate C so can we get security to help escort, thanks.

SCP guard: At it, we are on our way. Stand by.

* Quickly afterwards, four black trucks came and 19 guards were there aswell as the drivers and the others. They awaited Chris and 989.*

Chris: *Brings 989 to them* Should I tag along?

Guard: Yeah, I think that’s for the best.

Chris: Got it

Chris gets in one of the trucks

Guard 2: Got none-

* the guard turned back to 989.*

Guard 2: He’s freaking gone from his seat.

Chris: I got some . . flares . . .

* A while later, in the truck where 989 was placed...

S-989 was now violently shaking, and the guards were a bit worried.*

Chris: *On a tablet, drawing blueprints for certain inventions he was working on*

Guard 2: Hey, uh, Chris, 989 is violently shaking, are you aware of that?

Chris: Oh . . . call some backup or something

Guard 2: Then quickly send it(the flares), now!

Chris: *Lights a flare and holds it out the window*

Guard 2: We can’t, the radio is jammed.

Chris: Send a flare . . .

Why does the other character look like me except I'm fat.

(the character and this comment is unrelated to post, please notice the characters are completely fictional)

Fall:"hmmm"
(Guard also are powers allowed?)

(powers are allowed, just not too powerful)

* SCP-S-989 was quiet like a mouse for the moment, he was almost reminding of a traumatized deer who had almost been killed. However, 989 didnt seem to have any other problem expect that he was seemingly known to become insane of rage at common moments in the lab, for unknown reasons.

Fall could see how the effect of darkness had affected 989 too, dark rings under his eyes clearly showed that he was clearly going insane more often, but he had done it in public now.
So someone must have heard his blood curling yelling when he was filled with power.*

Fall:"I feel like somethings wrong"

Frezzel: Hm, what is it?

fall:" i dont know i just have a gut feeling"

Frezzel: Oh alright!

fall:"lets just throw them into the cell and hope for the best

Frezzel: Yeah.

* S-989 started trembling.*

Fall:*opens the cell door*

* As the door shut, an suffering scream grew louder from the cell.*

Frezzel: Hold for your ears! Quick!

fall*puts on earplugs and he covers his ears*

* 989 looked at Fall as he was still trembling, Frezzel pushed him in and the cell door closed. *

Frezzel: I guess you now need to send him back to where he belongs then.

fall:"yea lets just hope that thing doesn't escape again "

* The loud noise then stopped, and a bloody handprint was on the cells only glass protecting area.*

fall:"im guessing we are fine for now"