POV: Your OC sees this space ship floating in space (LORE IMPORTANT RP)

Tarnion: Ooh cool

*the ship would look a bit old and worn down*

Tarnion: *analyzing it*

Astra: data, I watched the sword fall with him. It's obviously not gonna be in there.

Data: I wanna paint it barbie pink so if there's even a chance he's alive I can taunt him with it

Astra: it's. not. in. there.

Data: please 🥺

Astra: *sigh* fine.

*a large ship would be seen in the distance of space, with no visible damage or symbols*

Astra: ... Wait, is that even his ship? Where are the holes from collector wrecking the thing while fighting tronus

Data: no damage from laser shots either... the hell even is this?

*the ship would have a small hatch seen near the side*

*astra rips it open*

Data: damn-

*the two would get in a airlock*

*Astra's about to rip it open but then data just hacks the control panel*

*the two get in a dark hallway*

*data switches her screen to discord light mode and half the hallway is lit up*

*it would look old and rusty inside, with some wires coming from the ceiling*

Data: no way it got this bad so fast...

Astra: ... Should we even be in here?

*the being wriggled a little bit, where it lets out a almost soundless groan that sounded in agony*

*astra stabs her spear through its head to put it out of its misery*

*the chest region of it suddenly bursts open, with its rib cage becoming teeth and it’s intestines become a long tongue that wrap around Astras Leg*

*astra cuts the tongue off*

*the maw does a garbled screech, where the body rips itself off the wall and runs at Astra, arming strected out*

*astra spins her spear like a sawblade and chops the body up like a blender*

Data: ... whatever happened here, we need to sterilize before we go home. Or anywhere near biological shit.

Astra, covered in blood: agreed.

*a digital log would be seen imbedded in what’s left of the meat on the wall*

*data hacks into it and tries to download everything on the ship*

Log:

LOG 3214.

This is Chief Sacuk, crew member of The Boar. We are a crew ment to carry cargo from planets, but something happened. One of our crew members were showing signs of sickness but we didn’t think much of it. Until the others got the same effects. Almost half the entire crew was infected with whatever got on board. We tried to separate each other but the crew members.. they… transformed into something. They aren’t my friends anymore. They are bloodthirsty killers. I am most likely the last survivor of The Boar and I probably won’t survive much longer. To any who reads this, please destroy this ship. Or burn it all down. ANYTHING to purge the virus. And whatever you do, DO NOT LET THEM BITE YOU.

Data: ... Good thing we're robots

Astra: yep.

*a spelching sound would be heard a few rooms ahead, sounding like a wet sponge*

*they immediately get their weapons out*

Astra: ... Night vision?

Data: yep. I'd rather see it before it sees us.

*Data turns off all of her lights*

*the noises would continue*

*they approach the room it's in*

*there would be a bunch of fleshy mass on the floor, which it pulsates*

Astra: eww...

Data: something tells me that's not exactly gonna chase us.

*a groan would be heard from the wall*

*data points her gun at it*

*on the wall would be a fleshy body fused to the wall, where it would look like a flayed corpse with empty eye sockets*

Data: what. the. f*ck.

Astra: ... If I had a stomach I'd be vomiting right now

*a clicking sound would be heard from a hallway*

*they both point their weapons towards the sound*

*the clicking gets loader, which a fleshy humanoid is seen, where it has 4 bladed arms, muscle wrapped around its eye sockets, and would be flayed also*

*they quietly back away, hoping it doesn't notice them since it's boind*

*the infected would bite at the air in random directions while twitching erratically on the limbs*

*they go a bit faster*

*they would get into a larger part of the ship, where there’s more pieces of flesh on the walls, and a bunch of infected in the middle, with different deformities and limbs, however all of them have the flayed look*

Astra: ... We should call collector

Data: do you really wanna deal with offbrand SCP 610 collector?

Astra: fair point but could they even infect him?

Data: hmm...

*the infected personal would look around, groaning in gross gargled tones*

*blind

Potato: woah! Cool ship

(is this tronus's ship?)

(maybe. Maybe not. Find out)

(... I'll take that as a yes)