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| Full Name:⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀John Bradley Alias: ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀'Watcher' Nationality: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀American Age:⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀41 Date of Birth:⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀09/05/████ Current Occupation: ⠀Senior Researcher @ Site 65 Previous Occupation:⠀████████ @ Rockford, Illinois Distinct Traits:⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Heavy burn marks around the head area |   |
| Biography: (prior to capture by the Foundation) John Bradley was born on May 9th, ████ in Rockford, Illinois, United States. As a young man, he served in the 101st Airborne Division for two years due to his family having a tradition of enlisting to the US military after school. During that time, he got the nickname 'Watcher' from his fellow soldiers, as he didn't talk much and observed everything around him very cautiously. While his two older brothers continued to stay in the military and later enlisted into the US Army Rangers, John got discharged as he thrived to study bioengineering after having remarkable marks in both biology and chemistry class, however he retained that ever-so cold and disciplined behaviour he got drilled into during his time in the military, ultimately negatively impacting his social interaction with the other universtiy students, leading to him mostly remaining on his own. This did not impact his competence in this academic subject however, as while he did not get to participate in study groups, he was still able to finish his studies as one of the best. ⠀ He later found a job at ███████████ back in his home town Rockford, in which he was able to achieve the position of ████████ with the age of 27. This did not last for long though. During his research with his colleagues, they were spontaneously able to produce an unintended material with properties that did not match those of any other. For them this was a great achievement, leading to them reporting their findings to their higher-up, Dr. ███ ████, with the latter shooting a glare at the material and immediately stepping out of the room without any comments. John and the others did not think of it much, as they thought he wanted to go and immediately contact the chief of the industry due to their findings, hence why they temporarily named the material "███████", stored it safely in the cryochamber and went home due to their shift being done. ⠀ During the night, John woke up from the sound of a van outside of his house and looked out of the window. He saw the black van and three people that were heading towards the entrance of his house. Due to him being in the military and later getting a weapon license, he took his Sig Sauer P365 and proceeded to call 911, only to get interrupted by the bell of the door and a voice telling him to step outside. He did not bother answering and proceeded with his call, only to get knocked out by someone behind him; it appeared that there were more than three people there, and him wanting to emergency call 911 led them to take appropriate measures. |
> Archived Logs <
Security Camera 2 - Interrogation Room 38
03:07:36 - 06/11/████
*Dr. Bradley is seen cuffed on a chair alone inside the dark interrogation room 38. He gave up trying to wiggle himself out after trying so for ten minutes straight.*
John: *sighs* "Would you fucking tell me already why the hell I'm here, or whoever the fuck you guys are?!"
*No response.*
John: "I know that you're fucking there, I know that you're observing me through that camera up there. I'm sick of being left in the dark... heh, quite literally even."
*There are noises outside of interrogation room 38, but there still doesn't seem to be a response yet.*
John: "You have the fucking audacity to come to my home, even break into my home, kidnap me and then you're not even showing me your faces? Good for you that I wasn't able to put a bullet straight int-"
*The door to interrogation room 38 opens. A man in a suit and a suitcase as well as two armed personnel are entering the room. You are unable to see the faces of the soldiers due to their helmets and their masks, and the face of the man in the suit is being censored by the camera. Dr. Bradley immediately stopped talking as if their sole presence was enough to frighten him. The two armed men are stationed at the corners of the room while the other takes a chair and sits down infront of Dr. Bradley.*
████: "Good evening Dr. Bradley. I hope you don't mind us barging into your home in the middle of the ni-"
John: "Yes yes, surely I don't fucking mind when you come into my house and kidnap me, not talking about the DAMN ARMED MEN IN THIS ROOM!"
*There is a small pause before the unknown man continues talking.*
████: "How's Jess doing?"
John: "... Huh?"
████: "It's funny how someone with this cold demeanor of yours is able to find love, isn't it? Jessica Entrati surely is a lovely person."
John: "What the...?! Who the hell ar-"
████: "It would be a shame if something terrible would happen to her, right?"
John: "I swear, if you lay a single damn finger on her, I will split your fucking shoulders from your damn spine!" *he says aggressively, yet calm*
████: "I have enough resources and information about you to make a duplicate that even your mother wouldn't be able to tell apart from the real you, Jessica left aside. I would advise you to watch your tone and start cooperating if you want to leave your loved ones out of this."
*The room becomes dead silent. Dr. Bradley seems to get a little nervous and after a few seconds of staring the unknown man directly in the eyes, he leans back a bit, exhales and sits upright.*
████: "Good. Now that we have that off of the list, we may continue.... My name is irrelevant, however you may refer to me as 'Mordred'."
John: "Mordred... as in Mordred in the legend of King Arthur?" *he says chuckingly*
'Mordred': "Impressive Dr. Bradley, very impressive. I didn't know you had knowledge about this kind of stuff as well. I thought you're just a biology and chemistry freak, or am I wrong?"
John: "It seems you know quite alot about me and the persons around me, don't you? Funny how you didn't know this already. Now, may you tell me what this place is, or who you're working for?"
'Mordred': "We don't have to rush things, Dr Bradley. We have all the time in the world. We'll get to that later."
*Mordred opens the suitcase and lays down lots of records about Dr. Bradley on the table, as well as a small closed case*
'Mordred': "Hmm... ex-military, one of the best in school and university, as well as the position of ████████ in ███████████. You have quite the achievements, don't you think? But we all know your latest achievement is something you cannot even comprehend, am I wrong?"
John: "What are you talking about?"
'Mordred': "Oh I'm sure you know Dr. ███ ████, he kept me well up-to-date with what you were able to achieve during your latest working shift."
John: "So it was that bastard that set me up, huh?"
'Mordred': "Do you even realise what you created here?"
*Mordred opens the small case, only to reveal ███████, the material Dr. Bradley and his colleagues were able to create.*
'Mordred': "This is your one and only chance to get an explanation of this material you were able to create. However, we have some favors to ask of you. Are you willing to comply?"
John: "Wait, what happened to my colleagues that were with me when we created this?"
'Mordred': "You'll get the answer to that as well. Now... what is your decision?"
*Dr. Bradley is seen to be sinking deep into his thoughts, as this may be a decision he may regret for the rest of his life.*
'Mordred': "I think I've made it clear enough how much we know about you and how much influence we have. If I were you, I wouldn't answer wrongly."
*After a short moment, Dr. Bradley looks around himself, exhales deeply and looks Mordred straight into the eye afterwards.*
John: "Alright... I consent."
'Mordred': "A wise decision, Dr Bradley... or was it? I mean, I still haven't told you about the favors we are asking of you, did I?"
John: "I don't really have any other choice, do I?"
'Mordred': "How right you are. But before I start explaining everything, I'm gonna state what we want from you. If you decide not to act accordingly or spread information to those ineligible, you will be executed and your loved ones will suffer just as much.
We want you to forget who you once were. We want you to acknowledge that you are now dead to the public; information will be passed on to your loved ones that you died in a car accident. With your new self, you will henceforth be working for the scientific department of our S.C.P. Foundation. This isn't something that we're offering commonly, but you were able to get this opportunity due to your creation. Henceforth, you will have the codename 'Watcher', use it whenever you need encrypted communication; otherwise you will retain your name as Dr. Bradley, your forename will be redacted however. I'm sure you're quite fond with it already."
John: "Wait wait wait, slow down a little. This was way too much information."
'Mordred': "Don't worry. You'll get to know it very well soon enough. Now, as to uphold my promise to explain everything to you, follow me to your new quarters."
*Dr. Bradley, still in cuffs, is being taken by the two armed personnel. All of them are seen exiting the room.*
03:07:36 - 06/11/████
*Dr. Bradley is seen cuffed on a chair alone inside the dark interrogation room 38. He gave up trying to wiggle himself out after trying so for ten minutes straight.*
John: *sighs* "Would you fucking tell me already why the hell I'm here, or whoever the fuck you guys are?!"
*No response.*
John: "I know that you're fucking there, I know that you're observing me through that camera up there. I'm sick of being left in the dark... heh, quite literally even."
*There are noises outside of interrogation room 38, but there still doesn't seem to be a response yet.*
John: "You have the fucking audacity to come to my home, even break into my home, kidnap me and then you're not even showing me your faces? Good for you that I wasn't able to put a bullet straight int-"
*The door to interrogation room 38 opens. A man in a suit and a suitcase as well as two armed personnel are entering the room. You are unable to see the faces of the soldiers due to their helmets and their masks, and the face of the man in the suit is being censored by the camera. Dr. Bradley immediately stopped talking as if their sole presence was enough to frighten him. The two armed men are stationed at the corners of the room while the other takes a chair and sits down infront of Dr. Bradley.*
████: "Good evening Dr. Bradley. I hope you don't mind us barging into your home in the middle of the ni-"
John: "Yes yes, surely I don't fucking mind when you come into my house and kidnap me, not talking about the DAMN ARMED MEN IN THIS ROOM!"
*There is a small pause before the unknown man continues talking.*
████: "How's Jess doing?"
John: "... Huh?"
████: "It's funny how someone with this cold demeanor of yours is able to find love, isn't it? Jessica Entrati surely is a lovely person."
John: "What the...?! Who the hell ar-"
████: "It would be a shame if something terrible would happen to her, right?"
John: "I swear, if you lay a single damn finger on her, I will split your fucking shoulders from your damn spine!" *he says aggressively, yet calm*
████: "I have enough resources and information about you to make a duplicate that even your mother wouldn't be able to tell apart from the real you, Jessica left aside. I would advise you to watch your tone and start cooperating if you want to leave your loved ones out of this."
*The room becomes dead silent. Dr. Bradley seems to get a little nervous and after a few seconds of staring the unknown man directly in the eyes, he leans back a bit, exhales and sits upright.*
████: "Good. Now that we have that off of the list, we may continue.... My name is irrelevant, however you may refer to me as 'Mordred'."
John: "Mordred... as in Mordred in the legend of King Arthur?" *he says chuckingly*
'Mordred': "Impressive Dr. Bradley, very impressive. I didn't know you had knowledge about this kind of stuff as well. I thought you're just a biology and chemistry freak, or am I wrong?"
John: "It seems you know quite alot about me and the persons around me, don't you? Funny how you didn't know this already. Now, may you tell me what this place is, or who you're working for?"
'Mordred': "We don't have to rush things, Dr Bradley. We have all the time in the world. We'll get to that later."
*Mordred opens the suitcase and lays down lots of records about Dr. Bradley on the table, as well as a small closed case*
'Mordred': "Hmm... ex-military, one of the best in school and university, as well as the position of ████████ in ███████████. You have quite the achievements, don't you think? But we all know your latest achievement is something you cannot even comprehend, am I wrong?"
John: "What are you talking about?"
'Mordred': "Oh I'm sure you know Dr. ███ ████, he kept me well up-to-date with what you were able to achieve during your latest working shift."
John: "So it was that bastard that set me up, huh?"
'Mordred': "Do you even realise what you created here?"
*Mordred opens the small case, only to reveal ███████, the material Dr. Bradley and his colleagues were able to create.*
'Mordred': "This is your one and only chance to get an explanation of this material you were able to create. However, we have some favors to ask of you. Are you willing to comply?"
John: "Wait, what happened to my colleagues that were with me when we created this?"
'Mordred': "You'll get the answer to that as well. Now... what is your decision?"
*Dr. Bradley is seen to be sinking deep into his thoughts, as this may be a decision he may regret for the rest of his life.*
'Mordred': "I think I've made it clear enough how much we know about you and how much influence we have. If I were you, I wouldn't answer wrongly."
*After a short moment, Dr. Bradley looks around himself, exhales deeply and looks Mordred straight into the eye afterwards.*
John: "Alright... I consent."
'Mordred': "A wise decision, Dr Bradley... or was it? I mean, I still haven't told you about the favors we are asking of you, did I?"
John: "I don't really have any other choice, do I?"
'Mordred': "How right you are. But before I start explaining everything, I'm gonna state what we want from you. If you decide not to act accordingly or spread information to those ineligible, you will be executed and your loved ones will suffer just as much.
We want you to forget who you once were. We want you to acknowledge that you are now dead to the public; information will be passed on to your loved ones that you died in a car accident. With your new self, you will henceforth be working for the scientific department of our S.C.P. Foundation. This isn't something that we're offering commonly, but you were able to get this opportunity due to your creation. Henceforth, you will have the codename 'Watcher', use it whenever you need encrypted communication; otherwise you will retain your name as Dr. Bradley, your forename will be redacted however. I'm sure you're quite fond with it already."
John: "Wait wait wait, slow down a little. This was way too much information."
'Mordred': "Don't worry. You'll get to know it very well soon enough. Now, as to uphold my promise to explain everything to you, follow me to your new quarters."
*Dr. Bradley, still in cuffs, is being taken by the two armed personnel. All of them are seen exiting the room.*
> END LOG <
Security Camera 13 - Research Hall 09
11:24:07 - 09/04/████
*You see the research hall full of other researchers, one of them being Dr. Bradley. He attends a lecture of Dr. Bright about the stationed SCPs and how creative the ways of conducting research can be.*
Dr. Bright: "And now we reached SCP-457, the inextinguishable flame. What is an exception to this SCP is that we don't really have a clear object class for it, as while it very well is Euclid at the least, it can also potentially be Keter due to its extreme properties and behaviour, as well as its unpredictable intelligence growth which results from him growing in size. As for its description, SCP-457 is..."
*Dr. Bright continues to talk about the properties of SCP-457, its containment procedures and so on. You notice however that Dr. Bradley seems to show a specific interest into this SCP*
Dr. Bright: "Now, we still need to conduct lots of research on SCP-457, and due to a lack of interest in the research department, I'm hereby openly inviting you all to take part in a series of tests which our Head Researcher Dr. ████ will conduct. This experimentation series will take place in approximately a week, and as of now we have five spots open. After this lecture, you may seek me out and I will contact Dr. ████ for you."
*Dr. Bright keeps presenting his lecture for two more hours. After he finishes and concludes the lecture, you can see Dr. Bradley approaching him.*
Dr. Bradley: "Dr. Bright, may I have a moment?"
Dr. Bright: "Hmm, who are you? Let me see... Dr. Bradley, what is it? I don't have much time to spare."
Dr. Bradley: "You stated earlier that Dr. ████ will conduct an experimentation series on SCP-457 and that there are five spots open to participate. I would be interested in doing so"
Dr. Bright: "Aren't you just a normal researcher yet? How come that you are interested in specifically researching SCP-457, which most researchers show no interest in?"
Dr. Bradley: "I do have some theories on how one is able to conduct tests on him. I have knowledge about bioengineering and I thought that some different approaches of testing certain things may prove results we haven't had before."
Dr. Bright: "You're sounding very optimistic for being a bare researcher, don't you think?"
Dr. Bradley: "With respect, if a researcher is not believing in what he is doing, how can he call himself a researcher if he will never be able to research something groundbreaking. The latter is excluded with this kind of mentality."
Dr. Bright: "Hmm... that sounds very cliché. But you're confident, I'll give you that. Alright, I will inform Dr. ████ about your interest and you may discuss your plans with him further. As of now, you're the only one that is interested in participating. If you get good results, you may get credited for that more than the others do. I'll be looking forward to it."
Dr. Bradley: "Thank you sir."
Dr. Bright: "Oh and by the way, who is your supervising executive researcher?"
Dr. Bradley: "That is Dr. Clef, why the question?"
Dr. Bright: "Huh, that Clef guy surely got someone interesting as his pupil. If you would pardon me."
*Dr. Bright leaves the research hall. Dr. Bradley sits dowbm takes out his notepad and starts writing down his theories and procedures.*
11:24:07 - 09/04/████
*You see the research hall full of other researchers, one of them being Dr. Bradley. He attends a lecture of Dr. Bright about the stationed SCPs and how creative the ways of conducting research can be.*
Dr. Bright: "And now we reached SCP-457, the inextinguishable flame. What is an exception to this SCP is that we don't really have a clear object class for it, as while it very well is Euclid at the least, it can also potentially be Keter due to its extreme properties and behaviour, as well as its unpredictable intelligence growth which results from him growing in size. As for its description, SCP-457 is..."
*Dr. Bright continues to talk about the properties of SCP-457, its containment procedures and so on. You notice however that Dr. Bradley seems to show a specific interest into this SCP*
Dr. Bright: "Now, we still need to conduct lots of research on SCP-457, and due to a lack of interest in the research department, I'm hereby openly inviting you all to take part in a series of tests which our Head Researcher Dr. ████ will conduct. This experimentation series will take place in approximately a week, and as of now we have five spots open. After this lecture, you may seek me out and I will contact Dr. ████ for you."
*Dr. Bright keeps presenting his lecture for two more hours. After he finishes and concludes the lecture, you can see Dr. Bradley approaching him.*
Dr. Bradley: "Dr. Bright, may I have a moment?"
Dr. Bright: "Hmm, who are you? Let me see... Dr. Bradley, what is it? I don't have much time to spare."
Dr. Bradley: "You stated earlier that Dr. ████ will conduct an experimentation series on SCP-457 and that there are five spots open to participate. I would be interested in doing so"
Dr. Bright: "Aren't you just a normal researcher yet? How come that you are interested in specifically researching SCP-457, which most researchers show no interest in?"
Dr. Bradley: "I do have some theories on how one is able to conduct tests on him. I have knowledge about bioengineering and I thought that some different approaches of testing certain things may prove results we haven't had before."
Dr. Bright: "You're sounding very optimistic for being a bare researcher, don't you think?"
Dr. Bradley: "With respect, if a researcher is not believing in what he is doing, how can he call himself a researcher if he will never be able to research something groundbreaking. The latter is excluded with this kind of mentality."
Dr. Bright: "Hmm... that sounds very cliché. But you're confident, I'll give you that. Alright, I will inform Dr. ████ about your interest and you may discuss your plans with him further. As of now, you're the only one that is interested in participating. If you get good results, you may get credited for that more than the others do. I'll be looking forward to it."
Dr. Bradley: "Thank you sir."
Dr. Bright: "Oh and by the way, who is your supervising executive researcher?"
Dr. Bradley: "That is Dr. Clef, why the question?"
Dr. Bright: "Huh, that Clef guy surely got someone interesting as his pupil. If you would pardon me."
*Dr. Bright leaves the research hall. Dr. Bradley sits dowbm takes out his notepad and starts writing down his theories and procedures.*
> END LOG <
Security Camera 4 - SCP-457 Containment Chamber
13:56:39 - 15/04/████
*You see Dr. ████, Dr. Bradley as well as two armed personnel inside the Containment Chamber of SCP-457. Both Doctors are now conducting the experimentation series on said SCP.*
Dr. ████: "Alright, Dr. Bradley, we're going to follow normal introduction procedures before we start our series of experimentation. At first, all you gotta do is write down everything we find, you got it?"
Dr. Bradley: "Should be done flawlessly."
Dr. ████: *to SCP-457* "Can you speak, currently?"
SCP-457: "Yes."
Dr. ████: "Good. Would you mind answering some questions?"
*SCP-457 is not responding*
Dr. ████: "I'll take that as a no. How do you feel about being confined?"
SCP-457: *crackling* "Dislike. No fuel. No air."
Dr. ████: "We have provided you with adequate air and fuel to survive."
SCP-457: "Can not burn. No fuel."
Dr. ████: "Are you saying that you cannot grow?"
SCP-457: "Grow. Need. Must grow."
*SCP-457 moves inside his containment area as if it is searching something. Dr. Bradley notices his strange behaviour and begins to grow cautious*
Dr. ████: "How do you feel?"
SCP-457: "Hungry."
Dr. ████: "Do you feel anything besides hunger?"
*SCP-457 approaches blast shielding separating it from Dr. ████ and Dr. Bradley*
Dr. ████: "How do you feel about humans?"
SCP-457: "They burn."
*SCP-457 moves closer to blast shielding, appearing to examine the window and Dr. ████*
Dr. Bradley: "Sir, it seems like as if it is examining the containment chamber. Maybe we should postpone th-"
Dr. ████: "No, it is all fine. Don't forget to write everything down. Alright, how do you feel about fuel?"
SCP-457: "It burns."
*SCP-457 places a 'hand' upon the blast shielding to no effect*
Dr. ████: "Please move away from the window. Or we will be forced to reduce your size considerably."
Dr. Bradley: "I don't think that it seems to be responding."
Dr. ████: "Hmm… how do you feel about water?"
*SCP-457 emits a high-pitched scream of superheated air and presses body against blast shielding.*
Dr. ████: "Please move away from the window, or we will be forced to turn the sprinklers back on."
Dr. Bradley: "Why is it still screaming and hissing? Atleast it backed off."
Dr. ████: "I don't know what its problem is right now either. *to SCP-457* Do you understand that? Stay away from the window, and you will not be doused."
*SCP-457 quiets and remains still for several seconds before approaching window again, stopping several feet away.*
Dr. ████: "Do you understand?"
SCP-457: "Want fuel. Want air. Want burn. Want to burn. Want to burn. Want to burn."
*SCP-457 repeats itself, growing louder and beginning to move about containment area rapidly, apparently searching walls and ceiling for a way out*
Dr. Bradley: "Sir, I think this is getting out of hand. We should probably turn the sprinklers on and leave for now."
Dr. ████: "There is not a way out, if you would please…what is it doing? Is it looking for a way ou-"
*Suddenly, you hear loud breaking noises and the lights turn off. You're not able to see much, other than a dim red light flashing across the corridor in a three second interval as well as the light SCP-457 gives of, in which you can see the hectic movements of the four personnel inside. The audio systems have been damaged slightly, yet there are still lots of screams and desperate gunshots, and occasionally sounds of bursting flames. All of a sudden, you hear the facility system alert.*
SYSTEM: "Code 5: SCP Containment Breach. The site is experiencing a Euclid level containment breach. Full site lockdown initiated. All remaining Foundation personnel must retreat to the emergency shelter at once."
*You hear this message every few minutes while you're staring at the camera footage. You see how one armed personnel is being lit up in fire while one of the two doctors having been burnt at the head.*
13:56:39 - 15/04/████
*You see Dr. ████, Dr. Bradley as well as two armed personnel inside the Containment Chamber of SCP-457. Both Doctors are now conducting the experimentation series on said SCP.*
Dr. ████: "Alright, Dr. Bradley, we're going to follow normal introduction procedures before we start our series of experimentation. At first, all you gotta do is write down everything we find, you got it?"
Dr. Bradley: "Should be done flawlessly."
Dr. ████: *to SCP-457* "Can you speak, currently?"
SCP-457: "Yes."
Dr. ████: "Good. Would you mind answering some questions?"
*SCP-457 is not responding*
Dr. ████: "I'll take that as a no. How do you feel about being confined?"
SCP-457: *crackling* "Dislike. No fuel. No air."
Dr. ████: "We have provided you with adequate air and fuel to survive."
SCP-457: "Can not burn. No fuel."
Dr. ████: "Are you saying that you cannot grow?"
SCP-457: "Grow. Need. Must grow."
*SCP-457 moves inside his containment area as if it is searching something. Dr. Bradley notices his strange behaviour and begins to grow cautious*
Dr. ████: "How do you feel?"
SCP-457: "Hungry."
Dr. ████: "Do you feel anything besides hunger?"
*SCP-457 approaches blast shielding separating it from Dr. ████ and Dr. Bradley*
Dr. ████: "How do you feel about humans?"
SCP-457: "They burn."
*SCP-457 moves closer to blast shielding, appearing to examine the window and Dr. ████*
Dr. Bradley: "Sir, it seems like as if it is examining the containment chamber. Maybe we should postpone th-"
Dr. ████: "No, it is all fine. Don't forget to write everything down. Alright, how do you feel about fuel?"
SCP-457: "It burns."
*SCP-457 places a 'hand' upon the blast shielding to no effect*
Dr. ████: "Please move away from the window. Or we will be forced to reduce your size considerably."
Dr. Bradley: "I don't think that it seems to be responding."
Dr. ████: "Hmm… how do you feel about water?"
*SCP-457 emits a high-pitched scream of superheated air and presses body against blast shielding.*
Dr. ████: "Please move away from the window, or we will be forced to turn the sprinklers back on."
Dr. Bradley: "Why is it still screaming and hissing? Atleast it backed off."
Dr. ████: "I don't know what its problem is right now either. *to SCP-457* Do you understand that? Stay away from the window, and you will not be doused."
*SCP-457 quiets and remains still for several seconds before approaching window again, stopping several feet away.*
Dr. ████: "Do you understand?"
SCP-457: "Want fuel. Want air. Want burn. Want to burn. Want to burn. Want to burn."
*SCP-457 repeats itself, growing louder and beginning to move about containment area rapidly, apparently searching walls and ceiling for a way out*
Dr. Bradley: "Sir, I think this is getting out of hand. We should probably turn the sprinklers on and leave for now."
Dr. ████: "There is not a way out, if you would please…what is it doing? Is it looking for a way ou-"
*Suddenly, you hear loud breaking noises and the lights turn off. You're not able to see much, other than a dim red light flashing across the corridor in a three second interval as well as the light SCP-457 gives of, in which you can see the hectic movements of the four personnel inside. The audio systems have been damaged slightly, yet there are still lots of screams and desperate gunshots, and occasionally sounds of bursting flames. All of a sudden, you hear the facility system alert.*
SYSTEM: "Code 5: SCP Containment Breach. The site is experiencing a Euclid level containment breach. Full site lockdown initiated. All remaining Foundation personnel must retreat to the emergency shelter at once."
*You hear this message every few minutes while you're staring at the camera footage. You see how one armed personnel is being lit up in fire while one of the two doctors having been burnt at the head.*
> END LOG <
Security Breach Incident - X58: On 15/04/████, SCP-457 breached from Site 65 to an unknown malfunction of the sprinkler and door systems of its containment chamber.
Site-65 Breach: The breach of SCP-457 seems to have happened during an experimentation series of Dr. ████ and Dr. Bradley, in which they were aiming to achieve ██████████████████████████████████████. The breach happened during the first minutes of the introduction sequence, where both researchers were trying to communicate with SCP-457. SCP-457 was proven to show unordinary behaviour, in which it wandered around its containment chamber, apparently searching for something. After communication attempts by the doctors, SCP-457 seemed to have calmed down, but proceeded to grow exhibitly more angry and more violent, until he led to the malfunction of the sprinkler-, door-, audio- and light-systems, which led to the inevitable breach of SCP-457.
One armed personnel was immediately lit up on fire, while Dr. Bradley suffered multiple third degree burns around the head area, leading to him being bound to having a breathing mask on the whole time.
No other personnel was harmed during this breach, however it resulted in the destruction of multiple corridors and electrical systems.
SCP-457 was recontained successfully and has been transfered to a higher-security chamber until further notice.
Site-65 Breach: The breach of SCP-457 seems to have happened during an experimentation series of Dr. ████ and Dr. Bradley, in which they were aiming to achieve ██████████████████████████████████████. The breach happened during the first minutes of the introduction sequence, where both researchers were trying to communicate with SCP-457. SCP-457 was proven to show unordinary behaviour, in which it wandered around its containment chamber, apparently searching for something. After communication attempts by the doctors, SCP-457 seemed to have calmed down, but proceeded to grow exhibitly more angry and more violent, until he led to the malfunction of the sprinkler-, door-, audio- and light-systems, which led to the inevitable breach of SCP-457.
One armed personnel was immediately lit up on fire, while Dr. Bradley suffered multiple third degree burns around the head area, leading to him being bound to having a breathing mask on the whole time.
No other personnel was harmed during this breach, however it resulted in the destruction of multiple corridors and electrical systems.
SCP-457 was recontained successfully and has been transfered to a higher-security chamber until further notice.
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< TO BE CONTINUED >
(probably in a soon-to-be executive researcher application, or in another pac approval request)
(probably in a soon-to-be executive researcher application, or in another pac approval request)
PAC Requesting Approval
PAC Requested:
Research Department
(Medical Department, if possible as well)
PAC Approval list:
- Playermodel change
- Voice changer (due to the mask) ! Won't be abused and too modified, it's for RP purposes !
Photograph of PAC:
Community Sup.
Group Moderator
