Donator[Origin]
Security Camera 1 - Chemistry Room 2b
14:23:53 - 12/24/████
"Alright class, Please take a seat and direct your eyes to the front of the room. Today we will be preforming a lab, so listening and paying attention to the steps will be very important.
*The Professor, Alex Bowman, takes a step to the left as the subtle hum of the projector begins to sound throughout the room*
"Ok, here you can see this lab will involve heating up certain materials to test physical and chemical features of certain elements found within them, and identifying unknown substances through similar characteristics. Please make your way over and grab a pair of safety goggles the lab set found over there"
*Alex points to the back corner of the classroom, where several prepared lab set ups are sitting, each numbered 1-20, As the first student gets up the lights go dark and the ominous blue light of the emergency lights come on throughout the halls. A voice begins to sound over the intercom*
"Everyone, please begin intruder protocols, an unidentified person is attempting to enter the school grounds."
*Alex takes the class to the chemical closet and closes the door, sitting there in an eerie silence until the very distinct sound of droplets hitting the group comes from the ceiling above them, Alex looks towards the tiled ceiling to see a figure in nothing but a coat who seems to be covered in a black mucus. Once noticed he rises up into the ceiling just to reappear behind Alex, The figure places his hand upon the shoulder of Alex where at that point his vision goes dark, the only sound being that of the door being crashed open and a voice yelling 'RUN, GO GO GO! GET OUT OF HERE, SCP-106 HAS BREACHED CONFIRMED, KIDS ARE OUT OF THE CLOSET SAFE, TEACHER ISNT HERE!'
...
"Ughh, my head... What is this on my arm, I've never seen any substance quite like it, its almost interesting, yet stinging like a bitch. Perhaps I should look around."
*Alex stands up and opens his eyes further, looking around at the 8 passage split that surrounds him. He scrapes the substance off his arm to reveal the hair previously there corroded off, He then choses a random one and begins to take a step forward, eventually coming across a note on the ground, bending down and reading it he says the contents out loud.*
"Name: Doctor George Maynard
Your new personal access code is:
*The Professor, Alex Bowman, takes a step to the left as the subtle hum of the projector begins to sound throughout the room*
"Ok, here you can see this lab will involve heating up certain materials to test physical and chemical features of certain elements found within them, and identifying unknown substances through similar characteristics. Please make your way over and grab a pair of safety goggles the lab set found over there"
*Alex points to the back corner of the classroom, where several prepared lab set ups are sitting, each numbered 1-20, As the first student gets up the lights go dark and the ominous blue light of the emergency lights come on throughout the halls. A voice begins to sound over the intercom*
"Everyone, please begin intruder protocols, an unidentified person is attempting to enter the school grounds."
*Alex takes the class to the chemical closet and closes the door, sitting there in an eerie silence until the very distinct sound of droplets hitting the group comes from the ceiling above them, Alex looks towards the tiled ceiling to see a figure in nothing but a coat who seems to be covered in a black mucus. Once noticed he rises up into the ceiling just to reappear behind Alex, The figure places his hand upon the shoulder of Alex where at that point his vision goes dark, the only sound being that of the door being crashed open and a voice yelling 'RUN, GO GO GO! GET OUT OF HERE, SCP-106 HAS BREACHED CONFIRMED, KIDS ARE OUT OF THE CLOSET SAFE, TEACHER ISNT HERE!'
...
"Ughh, my head... What is this on my arm, I've never seen any substance quite like it, its almost interesting, yet stinging like a bitch. Perhaps I should look around."
*Alex stands up and opens his eyes further, looking around at the 8 passage split that surrounds him. He scrapes the substance off his arm to reveal the hair previously there corroded off, He then choses a random one and begins to take a step forward, eventually coming across a note on the ground, bending down and reading it he says the contents out loud.*
"Name: Doctor George Maynard
Your new personal access code is:
9 3 5 2 0 1 7 |
If any issues arise please contact a member of engineering staff ASAP
-Chief of Security ████████"
*Alex puts the note down and continues down the hallway barely able to see 2 feet in front of him with this darkness, all of a sudden his legs fall weightless under him as he falls through the floor. He feels himself falling for a second or two before an audible thump is heard of him hitting the ground, He gets up and looks around, He is in a brightly lit room, in the center a rounded table, above the table is a sign which reads "Council Meeting Room", He looks around a bit finding several illegible documents and broken computer screens. Eventually he comes across the door to the room, and attempts to press the button attached, at which point he begins to fall through the floor with a dark laughter following the wind past his ears. Alex eventually hits the floor once again but this time in a broken medical facility, however this place is not as unknown to Alex, for this is the room where his mother, Ella Bowman, died the previous year.*
"Wha... Where am I... Wait a second, room 17... I know this room."
*His thoughts are cut off by the beeping of a heartbeat sensor behind the curtain next to him. Alex confused pulls it back to reveal a human shape under a blanket.*
"Mom?"
...
"Is that really you?"
...
"Please answer me!"
...
*Alex's eyes become more reflective as beads of tears form around them, covering them in a slight glaze of reflected light. In a desperate rush Alex pulls the sheets off the bed to reveal the same black figure who had sent him here, his eyes glowing more white then a full moon. Alex attempts to make a run for it before getting locked into the room with the figure walking towards him.*
"NO, YOU MONSTER... YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS... YOU'LL... PAY......"
*Alex blacks out once more before waking up in a new chamber, this one appears less infested by the ominous corrosive substance but is instead inhabited by a plague doctor, Surprised the plague doctor walks over to the fallen man and picks him up before offering him a seat.*
"Remarkable, someone falling from the ceiling into my humble abode, and yet, I sense a lack of pestilence... Are you alright sir?"
"Who are you?, Where am I, why are you dressed like a plague doctor?"
"Before we get to me why don't you introduce yourself, its not every day I see someone free of the dreaded pestilence you humans cant seem to see."
"Im Alex, Alex Bowman. I work as a Chemistry Professor. Now, who are you?"
"I guess it would be fair to introduce myself, I am SCP designated 04-...."
*The plague doctor is cut off by a booming intercom, 'AN UNIDENTIFIED PERSON HAS ENTERED THE CONTAINMENT CHAMBER TO SCP-049, SECURITY PERSONNEL PLEASE RESPOND'*
"I hate this place, But as you heard they call me 049, the plague doctor"
*The sound of the door to the containment chamber opening is heard along with 2 militants entering, guns pointed at Alex.*
"STAY DOWN, HANDS UP AND FOLLOW US!"
"Alright alright im coming, until next time Plague Doctor."
"Farewell, Alex."
*The militants escort Alex out of the containment chamber closing the door behind them, he is shortly handcuffed, blindfolded and dragged somewhere.*
[Introduction to the Foundation]
"Get this damned bag off his head will you."
"On it sir."
*Alex sees the bag be removed from his vision only to be met with a suited individual in a darkened room*
"Where am I, Who are you. Why am I here... What happened"
"Good morning, you mind telling me why you were with 049 just now without permission?"
"Permission, I beg your pardon? I fell in from the roof after being kidnapped by an old man midway through my lecture!"
"Kidnapped, Old Man? *The suited man whispers to the militant 'Get me the status of SCP-106's containment at Site-██'*
"Attention Site-██, Please confirm containment status of SCP Designated 1 0 6"
*A moment of silence occurs before the radio crackles to life where a man comes to life over the voice communications device, he sounds in terror and worried*
"SCP 106 HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT, I REPEAT THE OLD MAN IS OUT!"
*The persons voce is cut off by a dark laughter and loud pleading*
"Fuck... Get some Epsilon-11 on stand-by and head for the site, get that mess cleaned up, I'll handle this guy."
"Affirm sir, moving."
*One of the 2 militants rushes for the door saying something unintelligible over his radio, the sounds of a helicopter can be heard revving up through the window covered by blinds*
"So, that's how you got here. And you said you were teaching a class, am I right?"
"Yes, I'm a professor."
"I see, I have a proposition for you. Join us in studying these beings you've encountered, learning more by the day and finding ways to prevent these incidents, or, you forget these experiences and you go back to your regular life as a professor."
*Alex sits there for a moment, intrigue filling his soul as he remembers the "Pestilence" mentioned by the Plague Doctor*
"Surprisingly, I think I'd rather stay sir."
"Excellent. You'll start off as a junior researcher at Site-56. Follow this guy, he'll get you your gear and a transport to the site. However, before you leave. You need to sign this."
*The suited man hands Alex a non-disclosure agreement, which if broken would kill Alex via memetic agent, Alex takes the black and gold coated pen and signs his name, feeling a subtle headache forming. He then follows the militant to a locker, where he is given a keycard, coat, and flight helmet*
"A helmet? Where are we going from here?"
"Lets just ask you this, you ever been to Canada?"
-Chief of Security ████████"
*Alex puts the note down and continues down the hallway barely able to see 2 feet in front of him with this darkness, all of a sudden his legs fall weightless under him as he falls through the floor. He feels himself falling for a second or two before an audible thump is heard of him hitting the ground, He gets up and looks around, He is in a brightly lit room, in the center a rounded table, above the table is a sign which reads "Council Meeting Room", He looks around a bit finding several illegible documents and broken computer screens. Eventually he comes across the door to the room, and attempts to press the button attached, at which point he begins to fall through the floor with a dark laughter following the wind past his ears. Alex eventually hits the floor once again but this time in a broken medical facility, however this place is not as unknown to Alex, for this is the room where his mother, Ella Bowman, died the previous year.*
"Wha... Where am I... Wait a second, room 17... I know this room."
*His thoughts are cut off by the beeping of a heartbeat sensor behind the curtain next to him. Alex confused pulls it back to reveal a human shape under a blanket.*
"Mom?"
...
"Is that really you?"
...
"Please answer me!"
...
*Alex's eyes become more reflective as beads of tears form around them, covering them in a slight glaze of reflected light. In a desperate rush Alex pulls the sheets off the bed to reveal the same black figure who had sent him here, his eyes glowing more white then a full moon. Alex attempts to make a run for it before getting locked into the room with the figure walking towards him.*
"NO, YOU MONSTER... YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS... YOU'LL... PAY......"
*Alex blacks out once more before waking up in a new chamber, this one appears less infested by the ominous corrosive substance but is instead inhabited by a plague doctor, Surprised the plague doctor walks over to the fallen man and picks him up before offering him a seat.*
"Remarkable, someone falling from the ceiling into my humble abode, and yet, I sense a lack of pestilence... Are you alright sir?"
"Who are you?, Where am I, why are you dressed like a plague doctor?"
"Before we get to me why don't you introduce yourself, its not every day I see someone free of the dreaded pestilence you humans cant seem to see."
"Im Alex, Alex Bowman. I work as a Chemistry Professor. Now, who are you?"
"I guess it would be fair to introduce myself, I am SCP designated 04-...."
*The plague doctor is cut off by a booming intercom, 'AN UNIDENTIFIED PERSON HAS ENTERED THE CONTAINMENT CHAMBER TO SCP-049, SECURITY PERSONNEL PLEASE RESPOND'*
"I hate this place, But as you heard they call me 049, the plague doctor"
*The sound of the door to the containment chamber opening is heard along with 2 militants entering, guns pointed at Alex.*
"STAY DOWN, HANDS UP AND FOLLOW US!"
"Alright alright im coming, until next time Plague Doctor."
"Farewell, Alex."
*The militants escort Alex out of the containment chamber closing the door behind them, he is shortly handcuffed, blindfolded and dragged somewhere.*
[Introduction to the Foundation]
"Get this damned bag off his head will you."
"On it sir."
*Alex sees the bag be removed from his vision only to be met with a suited individual in a darkened room*
"Where am I, Who are you. Why am I here... What happened"
"Good morning, you mind telling me why you were with 049 just now without permission?"
"Permission, I beg your pardon? I fell in from the roof after being kidnapped by an old man midway through my lecture!"
"Kidnapped, Old Man? *The suited man whispers to the militant 'Get me the status of SCP-106's containment at Site-██'*
"Attention Site-██, Please confirm containment status of SCP Designated 1 0 6"
*A moment of silence occurs before the radio crackles to life where a man comes to life over the voice communications device, he sounds in terror and worried*
"SCP 106 HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT, I REPEAT THE OLD MAN IS OUT!"
*The persons voce is cut off by a dark laughter and loud pleading*
"Fuck... Get some Epsilon-11 on stand-by and head for the site, get that mess cleaned up, I'll handle this guy."
"Affirm sir, moving."
*One of the 2 militants rushes for the door saying something unintelligible over his radio, the sounds of a helicopter can be heard revving up through the window covered by blinds*
"So, that's how you got here. And you said you were teaching a class, am I right?"
"Yes, I'm a professor."
"I see, I have a proposition for you. Join us in studying these beings you've encountered, learning more by the day and finding ways to prevent these incidents, or, you forget these experiences and you go back to your regular life as a professor."
*Alex sits there for a moment, intrigue filling his soul as he remembers the "Pestilence" mentioned by the Plague Doctor*
"Surprisingly, I think I'd rather stay sir."
"Excellent. You'll start off as a junior researcher at Site-56. Follow this guy, he'll get you your gear and a transport to the site. However, before you leave. You need to sign this."
*The suited man hands Alex a non-disclosure agreement, which if broken would kill Alex via memetic agent, Alex takes the black and gold coated pen and signs his name, feeling a subtle headache forming. He then follows the militant to a locker, where he is given a keycard, coat, and flight helmet*
"A helmet? Where are we going from here?"
"Lets just ask you this, you ever been to Canada?"
[Journal Entry 12/24... 3 years since the incident at Site-██]
"Dear Dairy... These past years have been quite the experience. From becoming friends with an anomalous Plague Doctor or to meeting, as we call it, "The Shy Guy". I've quickly made it to Senior Researcher, god, it feels like just the other day I was teaching chemistry to kids..."
*Alex's thoughts are cut off as an announcement sounds over the intercom*
"Code 1, Intruder alert, Chaos Insurgency have been spotted within the site. All MTF Teams please respond immediately."
"Chaos Insurgency? Never heard that before, I better get to the shel..."
*Alex's thought is cut short by an arm grabbing his throat and injecting him with something, moments after Alex blacks out, after some time he wakes up in a bunker like base, surrounded by militants holding Russian weaponry and a tag that says "Chaos Insurgency"
"Wake up you stupid researcher, lets get this done with."
"Wha, who, who are you?"
"That does not matter here, what matters if you tell us everything you can, give us your card and outfit, or else we'll kill you here and now."
"My outfit, card? I would never! You'll have to kill me for what I hold!"
"Kill you? With pleasur..."
*The man falls to the ground, no wound visible. Behind his body is revealed to be SCP-049 who tells Alex to come with him. They make their way out of the facility before being confronted by a landing heli and being surrounded by MTF E-11*
"Hands up and get on the ground!. *to squad 'Secure 049, and handcuff that researcher.'*
*Alex is taken onto the heli where the same suited man from 3 years ago greets him.*
"Ah Alex, why were you at the base of the Insurgency?"
"I was kidnapped, if it wasn't for 049 they would have killed me."
"Truthful as always Alex, I only asked to test you, We knew all along. However you proved yourself to the foundation Alex, And I want to offer you a position. How would you feel about being military trained and joining one of our Mobile Task Forces, Alpha-1?"
*Alex thinks for a moment before responding*
"I accept sir."
"Good."
[MTF Alpha-1]
"-12 needs an favor, Private "Apothicon" please respond."
"This is Apothicon, moving to his location now."
"Affirm."
*A newly suited member of Alpha-1 is seen entering the door and approaching the Overseer, "-12" as they called him, The Overseer hands Apothicon a document before linking with another group of A-1 and moving to the nearby meeting room, Apothicon looks at the document reading it to himself."
"Private Apothicon, You are you move to surface and assist with a raid against the Chaos Insurgency. They have taken SCP-7722 and we mustn't let them boast it to the public. Move out when ready.
-'O5-12'"
*Apothicon moves to the surface of the site where he is met by a crowd of MTF's, members of Nu-7, E-11 and A-1 are all collected here being debriefed on the situation and the plan. Moments later the engines of a truck sound and everyone climbs in. The truck heads out of the site and drives for ██ minutes before everyone exits and sets up a perimeter outside the bunker.*
"On the count of 3, the LAV will blow open this door, at which point we will move in and secure 7722 and exfil, understood?
3. 2. 1."
*The number 1 is silenced by the loud booms of the LAV firing its cannon, each shot putting more stress on the door until it eventually bends and creates an opening.*
"Apothicon, take point. Lights on and be aware."
*As Apothicon followed by other members of A-1 move throughout the bunker, the echoing darkness of the hallways haunt even the toughest member there, minutes that seem like years pass until a sound is heard at the end of a hallway, it sounds like the page of a book being turned*
"Be aware, sounds up ahead, keep eyes peeled."
"Yup-yup."
*The squad turn into an orange lit room where 5 dead CI members are found, and SCP-7722 stands holding a bible. The SCP Looks up and asks one simple question.*
"Do you believe in god, out lord and savior?"
"Of course I do, *in a whisper 'begin recontainment protocols, I'll distract'*
"Good good, we wouldn't want heretics in this world provided to us by god would we."
"Never."
*A click sounds as harness is fastened around 7722, a cross in the center to calm the SCP*
"This is Apothicon, 7722 secure."
"Affirm Apothicon, RTB when possible, we left you a truck."
*The squad gather into the truck and RTB, 7722 reading his bible peacefully in the back, the opening to which is covered by a screen to prevent sighting of the anomaly. Once back at base he is radio'd up the council meeting room, when he enters he notices the rounded table and has a flash back to his experience inside of SCP-106's pocket dimension, where the same room was found.*
"Ah, Apothicon, I heard of the success. Congrats! For your effort, you'll go up to specialist, congratulations. Find your CO to get your new insignia... Uh Apothicon, you feeling alright?"
"I was here before. I've seen this place."
"Thats impossible, you've only ever met with us outside of here.
"In that dimension, 106, In his dimension I saw a room like this."
"And you failed to tell us? what were you thinking keeping this from us?"
"I... I didn't know it was connected to you guys, It just read 'Council Meeting Room'"
"You didn't see anything right, no information?"
"No, all the documents were corroded."
"Good, would have been a shame if you knew something you shouldn't, either way, go get that insignia. You earned it."
"Thank you sir."
*Alex exists the room and heads to his bunks, falling asleep after recieving the new insignia from his CO. He wakes up to a note under his door."
"BY ORDER OF THE ALPHA-1 COMMANDER, SPECILIST DESIGNATED "Apothicon" IS TO BE REMOVED FROM HIS DUTY. FAILURE TO CONTACT THE COMMANDER WITHIN 5 DAYS OF RECIEVING THIS LETTER WILL RESULT IN TERMINATION.
-Alpha-1 Commander █████████"
"What! I better go see the commander, this must be an understanding."
*Alex knocks on the office door to the commanders office. It opens shortly followed by an invitation in."
"Commander, I saw the letter, there must be a mistake, surely?"
"Unfortunately not, please walk with me."
*The two walk into the elevator leading off of the command floor, where Alex is then subdued and blindfolded...*
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"Who, am I?"
Your name is John Iceland. You are a Sr. Researcher here at the foundation. Everything you need to know is on this document and you planned on reading this document tonight."
"My name is John Iceland... I plan on reading that document... Senior Researcher... Foundation..."
*Alex's vision fades in and out for a minute before finally becoming stable. He is escorted to his bunks where he reads the document that goes over a false life written for him, and his duties as a Senior Researcher. He goes to sleep shortly after and wakes up the next day.*
"Another day another dollar. I best get to work, I think I'll interview 049 today."
*Alex takes a walk to HCZ Checkpoint where he is met by security personnel, they confirm ID and take him to 049. Once inside the chamber 049 welcomes Alex as a friend.*
"Ah Alex, good to see you. It's been quite some time. What have you come to talk about today?"
"Who is this 'Alex' you speak of? My name is John Iceland?"
"What are you on about, We used to talk quite often. Your name is Alex Bowman?"
"I'll tell you again, my name is John Iceland, not 'Alex Bowman'. Either way let us begin."
"Oh my. I hope this isn't you having caught the pestilence Alex, I cant tell through your hazy memories, what happened to you. What happened to Alex Bowman?"
*Alex blacks out, The door is quickly opened as he is carried to medbay by security staff*
"Wh... Where am I?"
"The medical facility. You blacked out during an 049 interview."
"049... Alex Bowman... *to self 'I remember'*
"Well I should be fine to go, if you've given me the proper tests."
"Vital signs check out, no sign of injury or infection, I believe your free to go Mr. Iceland"
*Alex goes into his bunks, and takes out a note. He writes down 'Alex Bowman, researcher, Alpha-1, Overseer Council, Amnestics, Removal, Notes, Professor, 106, Pocket Dimension, Council Meeting Room, 049 is a friend, He saved you... Dont forget who ALEX BOWMAN is.' After signing the note he folded it and put it in his pocket, where he keeps it to this day. And although his new Identification may say 'John Iceland', Alex knows his true former self, keeping this knowledge hidden at fear of what may come of it.
Your name is John Iceland. You are a Sr. Researcher here at the foundation. Everything you need to know is on this document and you planned on reading this document tonight."
"My name is John Iceland... I plan on reading that document... Senior Researcher... Foundation..."
*Alex's vision fades in and out for a minute before finally becoming stable. He is escorted to his bunks where he reads the document that goes over a false life written for him, and his duties as a Senior Researcher. He goes to sleep shortly after and wakes up the next day.*
"Another day another dollar. I best get to work, I think I'll interview 049 today."
*Alex takes a walk to HCZ Checkpoint where he is met by security personnel, they confirm ID and take him to 049. Once inside the chamber 049 welcomes Alex as a friend.*
"Ah Alex, good to see you. It's been quite some time. What have you come to talk about today?"
"Who is this 'Alex' you speak of? My name is John Iceland?"
"What are you on about, We used to talk quite often. Your name is Alex Bowman?"
"I'll tell you again, my name is John Iceland, not 'Alex Bowman'. Either way let us begin."
"Oh my. I hope this isn't you having caught the pestilence Alex, I cant tell through your hazy memories, what happened to you. What happened to Alex Bowman?"
*Alex blacks out, The door is quickly opened as he is carried to medbay by security staff*
"Wh... Where am I?"
"The medical facility. You blacked out during an 049 interview."
"049... Alex Bowman... *to self 'I remember'*
"Well I should be fine to go, if you've given me the proper tests."
"Vital signs check out, no sign of injury or infection, I believe your free to go Mr. Iceland"
*Alex goes into his bunks, and takes out a note. He writes down 'Alex Bowman, researcher, Alpha-1, Overseer Council, Amnestics, Removal, Notes, Professor, 106, Pocket Dimension, Council Meeting Room, 049 is a friend, He saved you... Dont forget who ALEX BOWMAN is.' After signing the note he folded it and put it in his pocket, where he keeps it to this day. And although his new Identification may say 'John Iceland', Alex knows his true former self, keeping this knowledge hidden at fear of what may come of it.
[Personnel Database Entry #351b]
"We're both the students and teachers of humanity"
"Welcome, Research Director █.█.█, How may I assist you today?"
Access File: 351b "John Iceland"
"Opening File 351b, please wait!
...
File Opened! Displaying contents now."
***
Name: John Bowman; Formally ████ ██████
Occupation: Senior Researcher
Primary Subject: SCP-049 "The Plague Doctor"
Notes: "Alex has gotten very close with 049 recently, like he remembers their old relationship. I've informed ██-█ about this and hopefully it can be figured out. Until then he proves to be a valuable member to the department. "
End Note.
***
"Move occupation status to Executive Researcher."
"Occupation status updated. New occupation is now: 'EXEC. RESEARCHER.'. Please confirm or deny Director."
Approved, save changed.
"Changes saved. Anything else Director?"
"Close file and end session."
"Affirm, file closed and terminating session. Good day director."
Security Camera 4: SCP-096 Containment Chamber
12/24/████
23:12:1424
Iceland: "This will be a fun termination trial, eh Inspector?"
O5-4 "The Tempest": "If it works it sure would be a Christmas gift alright Iceland, I believe we have everything set up with GOC's new 'Anomaly Destruction Beam' to get this underway, if your ready Executive lets begin."
Iceland: "I believe so as well Inspector, lets get it started."
*Iceland reaches over to the intercom of SCP-096's Chamber, within the main chamber are 2 UNGOC Operatives and SCP-096 Pacified and Restrainted.*
Iceland: "You may begin to beam the SCP Item whenever ready operatives, good luck."
*The 2 GOC Operatives begin to beam the SCP Item, once hit by the crimson beam 096 began to silent down and stop crying, until eventually coming to complete silence... Further testing show the death of SCP-096*
Iceland: "We did it! Haha! Inspector, you were here to see it as well, firsthand... I need to get this report written and sent to you guys ASAP. Lets get everything here cleaned and get on our way then Inspector?"
O5-4 "The Tempest": "I'm quite impressed Executive, you've accomplished Dr. Dan's longtime goal, We can finally have that crazy man killed and away from the foundations hands. I expect this report to be finished within the day Executive, other then that I will be leaving, good day Executive."
Iceland: "Good day Inspector. And of course, this report will be written as soon as I get to my office."
*The Overseer and Iceland take the standard path back to Light Containment Zone of the site, with them splitting up at Personnel Wing as the Overseer headed to Floor 3, and Iceland his office. Once Iceland reached his office he wrote the report on the termination trial, and uploaded it to SCRIPTNET, along with physical copies being handed to O5-4 and Site Director*
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O5-5 "The Heretic": "Executive Iceland, good to see you hard at work within your office. I came down here to give you a quick offer. Due to your work with the termination of SCP-096, and continued efforts towards the department. We at the council have decided you are fit for the position of Research Director following your application, please contact Director Randall for your training, Have a good day Executive."
*The Overseer walks out of the office, followed by 4 members of MTF Alpha-1. Leaving nothing but a new keycard and suit for Iceland. Shortly after Randall Murphy walks in to congratulate Iceland and give him the proper training*
Randall: "Congrats Iceland, long time coming for sure. Lets get you all trained and set up, i'm sure you'll do fine."
*Randall sat down with Iceland and got him all set up for his new position, once he was ready he let him go off on his own. Iceland would spend 3 weeks in this position before his eventual promotion to Site Adminsitration.*
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