S.C.P Outbreakby IncandescentSolaireChaptersTeleportationRare, You Suspicious Pony.Guess Who's Here!You Gotta Be Fucking Kidding MeGot Any Work?Beautiful World And SpeculationsTeleportation"Anderson! Anderson you can't run!" Anderson could hear the shouting down the hallway. He turned long enough to catch a glimpse of the man chasing him. He hit the button with enough force to damage the mechanism and prevent future entry. "You bitch! I’ll get you!" He heard the man shout once more. He turned around to find himself before a glass viewing area, shielding a massive one kilometer radius with a colossal figure in the center. S.C.P 001. "I need your help!" He yelled at the figure from the glass window. It stood still. It communicated through telepathic thoughts. Help with what? What do you seek? "I need a way out of here! The.. The M.T.F Are going berzerk! They're trying to kill everyone!" Maybe it's for the best.. "W-What do you mean?!" Everyone here deserves to be destroyed. They kept these creatures in that they couldn't understand, just because they were abnormal. That is not how things work in the Universe. "B-But please! I protected you! I was the one who gave you this land, who gave you your freedom to move! But you chose not too!" According to your offer, I do owe you.. Maybe I might just help, but there will be consequences. "J-Just do it! Please!" He could hear mechanical sounds breaking down the door from behind him. The room that he was in got dimmer for some reason. I will do as you say. But remember. There will always be, consequences. "T-THANK YOU!" The door behind him broke down, as four M.T.F Guards rushed in with the man in a White Suit. "Mr. Anderson! I got you No-" Darkness... The man's voice echoed, as if Anderson was in a dark room. But Anderson was alone. Wait. Not alone in a dark room. No, he was unconscious. This was simply his own thoughts. "A-Am I dead? Did it kill me?!" I did not kill you. "WH-.. How the hell are you here?" Due to my teleportation for you to another area, it merged me inside you.. "Beeccaauuussee that's not weird." Believe me, I'm not thrilled about it either. "Ugh.. Great, I'm stuck with some kind of, creature, inside my head." You're not the only one that can hear me. Other's can too. I am simply just in your aura. "SO.. What you're saying is, that you can talk in the real world without any Telepathic Communication..?" Correct. "That might, or might not make thing's worse. Question though, do you still have your.. Abilities?" I need to regain them. They take time in order to come back. "Okay then. That might make thing's even better! Now, time to wake up!" You're not going to wake up yet. "Why?" You're knocked out.. "Fuck!" "Twilight, Dear, did you hear that loud noise?" "You heard it too?" She responded to her Friend, Rarity, who just recently entered the library. Twilight had her suspicions on the noise too, and assumed they came from the castle. But, the sound must be super loud in order for it to reach to here from the castle.. It was, disturbing, at the slightest. "Actually, I was thinking we should go check it out! Besides, I haven't seen Celestia in a while! She might be worrying." "Oh dear, you and your Celestia." "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" "Nothing! So, I guess I should go get the other's?" "That would be great Rare. Tell them to come back here." "Sure thing Dear." The white Unicorn left the Library, off to go get the other ponies that were apart of the Mane Six. Twilight started to get a little worried about the loud noise. It was something so small, but it worried her a bunch. Could it be a cannon that was set off? No... Could it have been Discord? Possibly.. Maybe. She honestly didn't know what it was. "Twilight!" She heard Spike's voice running from the upstairs. She saw him run down stair's with a letter in his hand, with the insignia suggesting it was from Celestia. Twilight, without hesitating, grabbed it with her Teknesis, opening it up and reading it. To my Dearest Student, Something here has happened, and we need you to come here as quick as you can. Bring the other's if possible. Something odd has happened at the castle. I do not know if you had heard the booming sound from the castle, but everyone here was awokened by it. We hope for you to come down here. We have, important matter's to discuss. ~ Princess Celestia Now Twilight definitely knew something was going on. "What'd it say?" Spike, being curious as he always was asked. "Nothing for you to worry about Spike." She didn't want him to worry as he did before awhile back. She heard her door open, then countless step's being taken into her Library. She turned to see the rest of the 5 Ponies from the small little group they had. "What's goin' on?" "I hope everything's alright.." "Is someone having a party?!" "Yeah Twilight, what's going on?" Rarity kept silent as she let the other's ask their questions. "Princess Celestia requested for us to see her Immediately." "OOH OOH! Can I come along?!" Spike asked. "Spike.. I'm sorry, but I think she only ment it for us, and just for us. You can stay here and take care of the Library." "Fiinneee..." Spike groaned, heading back up stairs. "Alright girl's, time to go!" Twilight said, as she made her way for the door. "Now can I wake up?" No.. "Now..?" No.. "Now?!" NO! "THEN WHEN?!" NOW! Anderson felt a breeze against his whole body, as he felt himself waking up. He could hear some whispering, and some gasps near him. He felt that he was on a.. Table? A wooden round table. He wiped his eyes, before opening them, only to be greeted by a giant chandelier spraying light into his eyes. "Gaah Fuck!" He yelled. More gasps and whispering. Many footsteps as well. The question reeled through his mind. Where was he? He turned his head, and his body onto his side, then opening his eyes. He could see chairs, wooden tables, white tiles, chandelier's, and... Horses. "I must be dreaming.. Still." He turned to his other side. To see even MORE horses. Or, Ponies. The Ponies were all dressed in formal outfits. This must've been some kind of restaurant. Then, he started to feel something stick to his back. He put his hand behind his back, pulling something off his back. A plate. "What the fuck..? Am I hallucinating?" No. 001 Said to Anderson in a whisper. This is all, very, very real. "Well.. Fuck. Look what you did 001." It's not my fault you asked for help. 001 Whispered back. Anderson, hoping to gather attention of the fellow Ponies, decided to speak. Anderson Cleared his throat. "Erhm Erhm. Hello!" He said weakly. The teleportation had sucked literally almost all of his energy out. That, and the knockout. Ponies, dressed in ties, bow's, suits, and dresses, all stood there. The tables empty, and plate's with food still on them lay on the tables. One Pony stood out in particular. A, White pony. With, a horn and wing's. That must be the 'Alpha' of everyone here. Seeming to her crown, and to her obvious difference from the others, she had to be important. "Hello.." He said once again, with his weak voice straining. 001 Kept quiet, knowing that it would make all the worse. The big winged, and long horned pony spoke up finally. "Hello.." It sounded female. Actually, it was a female. Except, a pony. She sounded sweet, and sounded like she wanted no trouble. Anderson thought he could trust her the most, seeming as she sounded like she wanted no harm. "M-May you mind telling me, where the hell I am?" "You're in the dining hall.." Anderson mentally face palmed. The Dining Hall. That's why everyone was dressed so nicely! Finally, everything made some kind of sense. "What are you?" She asked. "I-I'm.. Human?.." He said it, with a question in his voice. "Am I exactly human still? With you inside me?" He whispered to 001. No. But technically, yes. "Yes, human.. I am human." "What may you be doing here?" "Honestly, I have no clue." Anderson sat up, the plates and food sticking off of his Black Lab Coat. He jumped off the table, almost stumbling to the floor. He regained balance, and looked up to the Ponies, who took a step back. "One moment i'm somewhere, and now, I'm here!" Anderson told her, adding onto his comment from before. "Hmmm. Well, will you come with me?" "Sure!" This could be a trap for all we know. Just, watch out. I can't help you yet if anything dangerous happens. My abilities haven't regained. "Relax. I got this in the bag." Anderson replied to 001. Mmmhmm.. And what had happened to the facility? "I don't want to really answer that.." Anderson replied. Princess Celestia was bringing him through a long balcony, into a corridor like area where pillar's were set. He was able to see outward, to a planet that looked, so lively. Green, beautiful with its color's. He could see the mountain's. This looked like sweet paradise to Anderson! Celestia finally led him into two doors, through the two doors into a gigantic like room with three thrones inside. Ponies, armed with spears and Metallic and Magical like armor were standing in a line next to Anderson on both sides. "We must wait for my fellow Subject's to get here. They can help with the matter." Anderson waited quietly. Whistling inside his head. Subjects? Is this like the foundation? "No, no. Probably not. I think she men't her, fellow, 'people'. You know what I mean?" Anderson Whispered quietly. Could be. Could be.. Finally, the two doors behind Anderson opened, and six other colorful ponies walked in. He turned to see them. His face, turned in shock. "I-Is that one... Does it.. Have. Rainbows?!" He whispered to 001. Indeed. The ponies looked, confused when they saw Anderson. Anderson obviously knew the reason, because he was the ONLY human in the room. "May you six come over here with me? We need to talk.. Privately." The six ponies walked past Anderson, to Celestia. Anderson looked at the seven. Wait. No. Nine ponies. A dark shaded blue pony, just like Celestia. As well, as a pink pony. Like the two others, but smaller. "This is getting weirder by the moment." Just you wait and see what I've planned for you. Again, the teleportation came, with a consequence. "Who cares, at least i'm not dead." Yet.. "What do you mean by 'Yet'?" You thought you should be so scared of the M.T.F Soldiers. No, no no no. I planned something much worse. "Oh god.. Now I'm scared." He said sarcastically, thinking that 001 was just joking. Author's Note This is the first chapter to S.C.P : Outbreak. S.C.P Outbreak is made by me. The S.C.P Foundation, and or S.C.P Subjects and character's are not made by me, and go to their rightful owner, the S.C.P Wiki and S.C.P Foundation creation team. Hope you guys like this story, and it will be my main focus for awhile! Rare, You Suspicious Pony."Erhm Erhm." Celestia cleared her voice, ready to speak to Anderson. "We need to make some changes. We need you to answer some, questions.." "Go ahead! Ask away." "So you are Human, correct?" "Yes." "Do you know what this planet is?" "Nope." "Do you know where you are?" "Nope." "Do you know me?" "Nope." "Did you expect to be teleported here?" "Nope." "Did you expect to land in the Dining Hall?" "Nope.." "Okay, that's all I needed." Celestia, turned back to the eight other ponies. Speaking quietly, making sure Anderson could not hear what she was saying. Anderson didn't care really. Anderson, just wanted to get away from the Facility. And that, he did. Celestia turned back to Anderson, along with the eight other ponies following. "You, will be guided by my dearest Subject, Twilight Sparkle. She will take care of you, and make sure you do not get in any trouble." "WWHHAATT?!" Twilight yelled? "B-But Princes-" "You will do what I say. And I find no one better to do it and show this.. Human, around, then you, Twilight. He is the only species of his kind that we have met, and he doesn't know this planet of ours. He is indeed, an alien." "HEY! That's hurtful man!" Anderson barked at Celestia. "I'm not a.. Whatever you just called me. I'm an Alicorn.." "An Ali-What..?" "Nevermind. Twilight, will you guide him to your beloved Library?" "Fiiiinnnee- I mean. Yes, Princess Celestia." Twilight, seeming to be not happy by Celestia's choice, headed towards the door, with five other ponies following. Anderson, following behind. Twilight, the other ponies, and Anderson were walking down a large staircase, down the mountain they were at. "Sooo. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Anderson. You can call me Anderson though, as I prefer it." "Anderson huh? So, your like, some kind of alien right? What's it like where your world is at?" "I don't see the outside world much. I live in a facility filled with par-" DON'T. TELL. THEM. "-Par..... Parents." "Parents? You live in a facility, filled with, parents?" "Y-yeaaahhh.. Totally.." "Wow. That's so cool!" The rainbow Pegasus said. Anderson didn't really get how, it was 'Cool'... But, he went along with it. "Can you guy's keep quiet back there? I'm tired.." An angry Twilight said. Her stomach grumbled as well. "And hungry.." Her mouth started to water when she started thinking of Hay fries, with her favorite salad. While Anderson was thinking of Steak, barbecued steak, along with Potato Chips, fresh French Fries, some Chicken Wings dipped in Salsa, and a side of hot-dogs and ranch. It was his dream meal. Sadly, little did he know, no one here ate meat. Few hour's past, as they walk 'Quietly' to Twilight's library. The rest of the five ponies left to their rightful homes. Anderson felt, uncomfortable entering their town, as he got many stares from Ponies. He was, well, the odd one out. It kind of reminded him of school, when he was always the one that stood out, when he wanted to shrink away. But now he was one who changed reality. That was a long walk. You walked so long even I'm tired. "Right, cause that makes sense." "Who're you talking to..?" Twilight asked. "Hu-Oh.. No one, just myself." Twilight eyed Anderson. Twilight, being the busy person and curious person she is, wanted to Study Anderson from every limb, and inch of him. To his favorite colors, to his finger nail size, to even how big his th- Nevermind.. But, Twilight was tired, so she decided to fall asleep. So Anderson, being left awake, by himself, in a library/house he doesn't know, and no where to sleep, decided to flop onto the floor, and close his eyes, leading him to sleep. Twilight didn't tell Spike either, so Spike would have a surprise waiting for him on the Floor.. Sleeping. Anderson's Thoughts Anderson. You are so, so annoying sometimes. "What did I do? All I said was 'SuperCaliFragilisticExpeAlidocious' Only like, 50 times.." That's an UnderEstimate.. "WELL.. I DON'T CARE!" Anderson was one of the smartest people on earth. But while he was a child, he skipped his childhood. When he was 10, he knew everything, acted mature, and not like a child. Although being smart, his Childhood is coming back to him, now that he's an Adult. And that's one of the reason's why sometimes he's dumb as a Door. Maybe possibly dumber. "001.. Why did you pick this place to be teleported to?" I picked randomly. I don't even know this place myself. "Ugh. 001, You bastard. You put me in a place, with talking, colorful, horses.. And possibly magic, or Telekinesis." Didn't you have a fetish about Anthropomorphic animals? "NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO BRING THAT UP, 001." It's not like anyone can hear us.. Well, except the Blackness that consumes this, thoughtful imagination of yours. "SEE, I TOLD YOU SOMEONE IS LISTENING! Jeez, you never listen!" I listened to you when you told me not to kill that M.T.F Guard that murdered that Class D Subject.. "Well, that's a different story!" Anderson.. "Yeees?" Why did you give me what I wanted? Why did you, of all people, trust me the most? Why did you give me more freedom? "..Gaah. 001. 0. 0. 1. I trusted you the most, because I felt a connection for some reason. Being alone, being neglected, being, caged in. Being the odd one out. That's why I trust the S.C.P's more than my Co-Workers. The S.C.P's trust me, and they don't hurt me. We feel the same. Or at least, that's how I thought of it." Anderson, you are correct, actually. All these, S.C.P's, they feel. Odd, they feel, as if they were never the same. As if they were being caged in and being tested on and being sometimes even killed, because of them being themselves, or them being what they are. "That's sad.. But, if we released them to the public.. The public would freak. The public doesn't know how to handle it." We can't just release them all at once, Anderson. We have to address to the public, that these, being's, are indeed real. And that they don't mean no harm, if they don't provoke them. Why do you think 173 kills? Because it feels as if it is being caged for something it never did. It want's payback on the Scientists, not the people. "That makes sense.. It actually, surprisingly does." Maybe if anyone in the facility actually thought, they'd be able to come up with that on their own. But, no.. They are to dumb to realize the facts and the wonders of what these creatures feel like. They simply study because they cannot explain what they are, and why they are here. And just because they are different doesn't mean anything really. It just means that they are who they are. They only do these things, such as killing, because they feel themselves are threatened by being in a cage, locked away from the outside world. They are kept from their own will. That, is dumb. "Fuck, now that really makes sense." It's about time to wake up. "Already?" The dream world moves quicker than the real world. You should understand this of all people. "Eh. I guess i'm not being as smart as I should be at the moment. I mean, i'm acting totally normal, with a purple HORSE taking me into her home." That is true, you haven't been acting like anyone else would be. Maybe, its because of the training? "Possibly. The Foundation has showed me some weird stuff, so maybe its normal for me now? I don't know, maybe that's the reason why everything weird in my life that's been happening, I have no reaction to it! Because, well, i'm used to it." Well. It's time to wake up now Anderson. "Ugh.. Fine." "Uughhh.." Anderson, sleepily awoke from his talk with 001. He forgot he was on the floor. Twilight, seemed to be asleep still. He got up, his Black Lab coat kept him warm the whole time. "This lab coat is truly magnificent." He heard footsteps, then a gasp. It sounded like it was coming from upstairs. Anderson looked up to see..... "What. The. Fu-" It screamed loudly, awaking Twilight. Twilight, got off her bed, to run out to see what was going on. Anderson, pointing at the 'thing', was trembling. "HEY HEY HEY! No no no no no no! It's okay, It's okay! I'm not here to hurt you!" "TWILLIGGHHTT!" "Yes Spike?! What's wrong?" Twilight came into view. "SOMEONE BROKE IN!" Spike pointed at Anderson. Anderson, being innocent, raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't do anything!" "Spike, oh I'm sorry. I forgot!" Twilight remembered. "I forgot to tell you that, he's going to be staying with us for awhile. He's, new here. And, the Princess ordered it." Several knocks hit the door. "Huuh?" "Twilight, Dear, are you alright? We heard someone scream." "Oh great Spike, look what you did. You awoke the whole neighborhood!" "S-Sorry." Twilight passed Anderson, and opened the door. "I'm sorry Rare, Spike spooked himself. Did anyone else awake from it?" "Only a few ponies, not a whole lot." "Oh, good." Rarity looked Past Twilight, towards Anderson. "I got my Eeeyyeee on you Anderson." Rarity said, before leaving the Library. "What was that about?" Anderson asked. "I don't know." Anderson looked around the room. "I didn't realize someone could live with this.. This many books." "Hey! What does tha-" "You need more!" Anderson interrupted. The Foundation had Thousands, Hundred Thousands, Millions of books! They were the database of all records of all Staff, M.T.F, N.T.F, Or S.C.P. Hell, even the status on each sector was written daily. Author's Note Heey! Hoped you liked this One as well. Correct me on a lot of things, because I was rushing this since I was tired as FUU-... But anyways, I did make lots of mistakes, and rushed it a hell of a lot. I'll go back later and fix it. Expect a lot of chapters to be rushed, but revised. Guess Who's Here!"What do you mean I need more? I already have a ton!" "You need MILLIONS!" Anderson started ranting on about how there's not enough books. Anderson! Shut the hell up! You're making me annoyed! "Sorry." He'd whisper to himself. "Well. I guess I should show you around town if you're going to be staying here for awhile. Don't mind the stares, you're going to get plenty." Anderson thought that what she meant was that he Looked 'Gooooood'.. "Alright. I'm fine with that." "But first, we need some food." Twilight opened the door. Anderson stood up, staring at her. "Well come on!" Anderson followed hesitantly. Anderson had not seen such a beauty of a town. Flowers, green grass. Colorful ponies flooded the area. Except, they were all staring at him. He'd like to think that it was because he looked Handsome. But he was obviously wrong. "Don't mind the Stares Anderson. Any new creature moving into PonyVille usually gets that." "Like what new creatures?" "Well. Like when a Gryphon stayed here for awhile." "A Gryphon, Ey?" "Yeah. A Gryphon." "That must be interesting." "We're almost here." Twilight said. Anderson still following, looked at the building ahead. It was made out of Hay, and small bricks. It was big enough to house a pony, but was it big enough to fit Anderson? Anderson would soon find that question out, as Twilight opened the door. Anderson ducked slowly, fitting his head in first. Once he was inside the building, he stood back up. It was big enough to house him. Surprisingly, it was bigger than it looked from the outside in the inside. "Take a seat, Anderson." Twilight said, as she Approached one of the Tables, two seats. More stares came from other tables. Anderson gladly took a seat, ready to get some food in his stomach. A Mare came up, staring at Anderson, then to Twilight. "Er- A- E- W-What would you li-ike to ordee-eer?" She seemed completely terrified by Anderson! Anderson didn't know why. Most ponies were just staring, but weren't at all scared. "Yes. I'd like to have the Hay Fries, along with some Carrot Salad." "And I would like what she had." Anderson said, expecting that Twilight had ordered something good. The Mare slowly walked off, shaking a bit. "Did you see that? She looked terrified!" "Maybe its just because of how, Sexy, I am." Anderson said, acting like he was all 'That'. "A-Anderson, did you really just say that in public?" "Why not? Maybe it's true?" "Most likely not." "Okay, Okay, Fine." The Mare came back with a tray in her hand. She gave both of them their plates, and practically ran off to the back of the Counter. "Well then." Anderson said, looking at the plate. Twilight was already munching on her food happily. Anderson looked hesitant to eating it. "M-Maybe I should've gotten Pork, or Steak, or a side of Rib's." The room went DEAD silent instantly. Ponies stared at him with confusion and anger. "Anderson.. W-We don't eat Meat.." "O-OHhh.." Anderson slowly looked at everyone. "J-Just ignore them." Slowly, the room became talkative, slowly forgetting what Anderson had just said. "Anderson, are you crazy?! You eat meat?!" "Well yeah! I'm a meat eater? So what?" He'd whisper. "We don't eat meat! And that's disgusting!" "Ever heard of Protein, Missy?" He'd retaliate. "We don't need any of that meat to stay alive! We have this food of our land, that helped us just fine these paste millions of years!" She'd spite back. "Alright, alright." He'd whisper back. He'd look at the Hay fries, then putting one into his mouth to Chew on it. It tasted.. Like.. Hay. It tasted like nothing. It didn't satisfy his hunger at all, but just filled his stomach. He'd go for the Carrot Salad. He'd eat the carrot's along with the lettuce. Some kind of purple dressing laid all over it, giving it a sweet tangy taste. He loved the salad. It was the first Real food he actually tasted since he joined the Foundation. "This.. This is good." Anderson said, his mouth still full. "I'm glad you like it." Twilight said, chuckling a little bit. But all of a sudden, Anderson felt something weird. A presence. A Presence that he knew the most. S.C.P 106. Author's Note Aheheheheheh. If you can all realize by know, what I meant by "Consequence" There you go. And this is a short chapter on Purpose. This is just to continue the story slowly, because things are happening IRL that is bothering me and stressing me out. Sorry for the slow Updates. How ya' like it! Look for any mistakes because I rushed this one out quickly. You Gotta Be Fucking Kidding MeAnderson turned around to see what was there. A wall, splattered with a black substance that acted like some sort of Goo, and Acid. He knew exactly what it was from. Did you like my surprise? Anderson looked a bit to the side to see the Infamous, S.C.P 106. "Are you fucking crazy?!" He'd yell. He'd get up, tipping the chair over. 106 Saw him, his face making a creepy smile. "Ay, Get the hell out of here!" He'd tell the Ponies, motioning for them to get out. They had a back exit. The all ran through, running away from the building. The only people/ponies/S.C.P's that were inside the building was Twilight, Anderson, and 106. "Twilight, back up." Anderson told her, ask 106 Slowly but surely, walked towards them. "106.. You.. Gotta be kidding me." I'm surprised he hasn't killed any one yet. "Shut the hell up.." He'd reply to 001. "H-.. How are you here 106? How?!" The creature didn't speak. But just stared. "A-Anderson. W-What is th-that thing?" Twilight said, Hiding behind Anderson. "N-Nothing you need to worry about." 106 then instantly disappeared, then re-appearing through the floor in front of Anderson. Twilight backed up even more. "106. What are you doing here..?" The creature stared at Anderson for a minute afterwards, but then looked at Twilight. It slowly gravitated toward's Twilight. "HEY! NO!" He yelled at 106. 106 Turned around, confused. "You do not hurt anyone here! Okay?" 106 Materialized in front of Anderson once again. Face to face, 106 Nodded. It seem's the S.C.P's do trust you. Interesting. "Twilight, we need to get to your Library, quick. 106, Follow." Twilight went out the front door, slowly, and shaking. 106 Followed under the ground, watching where they went. They took the same path that they took to the small Diner. Finally, they made it to the Library. Ponies still running everywhere, terrified. No Pony knew what was going on, or what it was. They entered the Library, 106 Materializing through the wall, leaving behind a black gooey mark. He gravitated downwards onto the floor, his feet meeting the ground. "Ugh.. 106, this is Twilight. Twilight, this is 106." "106..? It's name is a number?" Twilight asked, still shaking. "No. That is it's code." She won't get it until you tell her the full story. "I really don't want to. Are they ready to hear the dangers of Life?" He asked silently. They're going to face it no matter what. I teleported not only us here, but ALL S.C.P's here. Anderson went blank for a second, then coming back to his thoughts. He'd try to shake it out of his head. He'd ask 001 what the hell he meant later, but right now, He had something 'more' on his hands. "106. I'm pretty sure you do not know what's going on, Correct?" 106 Nodded, gravitating in the air. "All M.T.F were released into the Facility, neutralizing all Personnel. 001 Teleported you here with us." 106 Nodded, as a sign of understanding. "I must tell Princess Celestia about this!" Twilight went upstairs, heading for her small little desk she had. "Yes, tell her. Tell her that I need to speak with her as well." "Hmm? Why?" "Reason's that you won't understand." "Okay?.." Anderson still looked at 106, Detailing what happened, silent enough so Twilight wouldn't hear him. "106, I need you to go dormant until I say otherwise. We need you to stay, Hidden." 106 Was hesitant to Agree. But 'It' Nodded in agreement. Anderson pointed to a small corner in the next room, telling it to lay Dormant there. 106 Floated to the position, then becoming motionless in the Corner. Anderson afterwards went deep into his thoughts. He needed to Talk with 001 about what the hell he did. "001." Anderson said in his thoughts. Yes? "What the hell were you thinking? Every single S.C.P?! EVERY SINGLE ONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FUCKING DESTRUCTION THAT WILL CAUSE THIS WORLD?!" Why would they destroy this world? They're free. They're happy. They're happy that they are out of their cells, in an open space to do whatever they want freely without being contained. "Still! That's fucking crazy!" No, Anderson, that isn't crazy. It's giving them what they wanted. FREEDOM. "You fucking, UGGH!" Anderson came out of his thoughts, planting his fist into a wall. "Anderson?" Twilight asked from the upstairs, questioningly and worryingly. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine. Just focus on getting that to Celestia." "Okay.. I'm allmmooosssttt... DONE!" She'd say. "Spiiikkkeee!" She'd yell. Spike would come running from his room, to Twilight, completely ignoring Anderson. "I need you to send this to Celestia." "What does it say?" Spike asked. "It's an emergency, now get it to her, NOW!" She'd yell silently. "Okay, Okay!" Spike lifted it, breathing green fire to the letter. The letter disappeared into thin air, transporting itself to Celestia. In the meanwhile, Anderson was trying to gather his thought's together on how the hell they were going to get through this mess. "I can't believe you did it. You, fucking MORON!" He'd yell out loud. "Anderson! Watch your language!" Spike turned to Anderson after Twilight mentioned him. Anderson, completely ignoring Twilight, was still doing circles. "What is he doing?" "Going insane.." Twilight presumed. Who else would walk in circles, saying things out loud. Author's Note Hello! Welcome to another update! If you want your favorite SCP included into this story, comment what SCP you want in here! [I Wont always accept if I do not know how to include it in] Wanna get creeped out? Listen to the first 15 seconds of This. Got Any Work?"I'm surprised this world hasn't been destroyed yet.." I'm as fascinated as you are, Anderson. "Shut up, I'm not going to talk to you for awhile for what you did." Fine by me. "Twilight?" "Yes, Anderson?" "Do you have anything that I'm able to do? Any work? To get my mind off things?" "Actually.. Yeah. Maybe Rarity has something for you to do!" "Rarity. What a peculiar name.." Anderson said to himself. "She's down the path, take a left, and you should see a bright shiny building. That's the one that you should be looking for. Enter in, and tell her that you were sent by me." "Alright." Anderson headed for the door, ready for a huge amount of stares to appear. "WAIT!" "Yeah?" Anderson turned around. "What am I going to do with.. 'It'?" "Nothing. He's sleeping. He won't bother you. Bye!" Anderson opened the door and headed out. S.C.P Foundation [REDACTED] 9/6/12 We've issued several breaches today. Several S.C.P foundations are getting breached. We've set off the nukes, which helped the situation. Thing is, how could there be this many breaches all in one day? Atleast Foundation [REDACTED] is alright. We couldn't afford to have that one breached. That's why it has the utmost security protocols. We couldn't let S.C.P 001 Get out either. I've been looking through these logs for the past few days, looking at the Data Reports, Research Reports, and even M.T.F Reports. It's interesting. I had to write something down in here. I just had to. I can't keep this all in my head. It's to much. We've been getting lots and lots of information on the infamous 'Insurgency'or, Further known as the new name 'Chaos Insurgency'.. They're trying to attack us, trying to release these S.C.P's. But my question is, what are they doing wrong? From what I've gathered, they want us to face the fears. They want the public to see the bad side of the world and see, well, that its not at all that bad. I understand this, but, why are we fighting against them? All we have to do is tell the public, and keep the S.C.P's in containment. It won't do anything but warn the public about these creatures. What's so bad about the information of these creatures getting out? Well, that's it for today I guess. This was a short log, but I needed to write something down real quick. They're calling in all personnel to do breach checkings to make sure the facility is safe. Especially since the recent outbreaks of other facilities, they're just being safe as usual. Better safe then sorry. And you know how it goes. Creating Logic, Out of Illogic. Anderson stepped outside, closing the door behind him. Ponies from all around looked and stared. Some just didn't even notice. Anderson followed down the path, going with Twilight's instructions on how to get to the Boutique. He took a left, and low and behold, the boutique was just a bit ways. Anderson followed down the path. 001 Has been silent for awhile. After Anderson told him to be Quiet, he followed orders. Anderson saw the boutique. He opened the doors, expecting people to be inside. Surprisingly, no one. A quiet room. Shining tiles and dresses on Pony like Mannequins filled the room. "Hello?" "Who is it?" Anderson heard Rarity's voice. "It's me, Anderson. I wanted to ask if you had anything I was able to, do?" He heard some laughing coming from Rarity. He followed her voice into a room where she was making a blue, silk dress. "Well, do you know how to make a dress?" "No." "Then I simply do not need you." "W-Wow." Anderson growled a little bit. He was angry about how rude she was without even realizing it. "Fine.. Bye!" He'd walk towards the door. "Perhaps there is one thing that you could do for me." Anderson stopped in his tracks. "Are you able to replace Tile? I need a whole room re-made. Think you can do that?" She said, as if she was asking if I was able to handle such a small task. "I'll do the best I can." He'd say, walking past her to the room she had pointed at. He entered inside the room. It was, brown. The tiles removed, some light, and lots and lots of plastic furnishing. "Uuughhhh... Maybe I shouldn't have asked for work." Or, Perhaps you should've re-thought your actions on asking ME for a favor.. "Shutup." Anderson said aloud. "What did you just say?" Rarity asked him, a bit of anger in her voice and surprise. "I wasn't talking to you, sorry." "It's alright. You get off THIS time." She smiled a bit, while walking to the other room to finish her dress that she was previously making. Author's Note Another short one. I'm going to Re-DO this one after awhile. I rushed this one out as the same thing for the last chapter. I am sick, and I do not feel well. My stomach hurts, My head hurts, Everything hurts. Anyway, hope you like it. Ciao! Beautiful World And SpeculationsAnderson slowly put the last tile on the floor in the right corner. It stuck instantly to the ground. It was easy to put these tiles together, because they automatically sticked to the surface. Although, that made some complicated methods for grabbing them. They were never really meant to be handled by hands. Anderson wiped his hands, looking at the room. It was shiny, and white, just like all the other rooms. Rarity had said that it would be used to showcase her favorite pieces. Anderson turned around towards the door. He walked towards it, opening it. Rarity was still working on her pieces, measuring, putting silk together. Anderson saw some of the dresses that she had created just before he opened the door. "Impressive." Anderson said, walking towards her. "Isn't it? I take pride in my, beautiful creations. It has to be the best of the very best for the customers!" "I see. So, you love your customers dearly, Do you?" "Yes, I do.. They give me their bits, in exchange for these beautiful outfits. If the customer isn't happy, I would feel like I failed them." "Mmm.. So, do you have any other things that need to be done?" "No. Not at the moment, at least. I appreciate your help. You are quite, useful." "Is that so?" Anderson grinned a little bit. "Mmhmm. I would also like you to tell Twilight that if I ever need help again, to contact you." "Will do." Anderson said, giving a thumbs-up, then heading towards the exiting doors, opening them, and leaving the Boutique. He could hear Rarity humming happily while she worked on her new dresses and outfits. Anderson looked around, heading down the path to Twilight's house. Stares came from all over, but Anderson didn't mind. While walking, all of a sudden Anderson felt a big force pushing him over onto his side, hitting the ground very hard with a loud 'THUD'. "O-Oh, sorry. Are you okay?" He heard a dumb founded voice. He looked up to see a Blonde Haired pony, with some sort of uniform on, while carrying lots of packages. A Mail Pony? "Yeah." Anderson was glad nothing had hit his 'sweet spot'. He stood up on both legs, wiping dust off himself. He looked at the pony. "I just don't know what went wrong." She looked, sorry. She was definitely sorry. He could hear it in her voice, and see it. Especially, since her eyes are, inverted? Whhaaat? "It's alright. What's your name?" "My names Derpy!" She said happily, standing on three hoofs, lifting one to do some sort of salute. "Nice to meet you Derpy. I'm Anderson. I just, recently moved here." He said. He technically did move in. He lives with Twilight, so he technically did. "Well, I should be off now, I need to get these letters to Everypony!" "Alright, I'll see you later, I guess?" "Yep! Byee!" She said, taking off into the sky, whirling around. That was interesting. "Glad ya' noticed. Do you think she has something wrong with her?" Maybe. She's just like you! I found your pony, Anderson! "B-What?! You do realize i'm human, Right?!" For how long you're going to stay here, I don't think you'd care in the future. "Then, new mission, Let's get the fuck outa here quickly before I make an insane choice like that." Anderson continued walking down the path. It led him straight back to Twilight's house. He entered the small little door, into the library. "Spike, I thought I told you to re-arrange those boo- Oh hi Anderson!" She looked at Anderson. She looked a bit angry, and put a bit of a forceful smile on as well. "Eheh. Eheh. Ehhhh.." She said, turning around to yell at Spike once again. Anderson ignored them, going upstairs to the Balcony. He looked outward into the sky. Life is beautiful here. I don't think you have a reason to go back. "It is beautiful. But.. This isn't the place for me. Everyone is a pony, and I'm the only human." That is until you find 1055. If, I even teleported him here, that is. Honestly, I don't remember which ones I did or Didn't teleport. It's a mystery, making the hunt for S.C.P's even more exciting. "For you. You can't get hurt." Yes, I can. You get hurt, so do I. "So you felt that thud when I hit the ground?" Yep. I don't react to pain, but I feel it definitely. "Hmm." Anderson was still overlooking the town, ignoring Twilight's distant voice still yelling at Spike, and Spike grunting to push the books back onto the shelf. He closed the doors to the Balcony so he didn't have to listen to it. He looked out once again to see someone in particular that he remembers seeing. A streak of rainbow. "Look whose here." Rainbow Dash zoomed to the Balcony, leaving her signature rainbow streak behind her. She landed onto the Balcony with Anderson. "Heeeeeyyyyy Aaaaaaaaaaaa-" "Anderson." "AAaaanderson. How ya' doing? Has Twilight bugged you enough?" "Actually, she hasn't bugged me at all. Look, Rainbow, I've only lived here for a DAY. A. DAY. It's not like i've even experienced lots of things that this place has to offer. My world is so boring compared to this lovely place!" "What's it like where you're from?" "Boring. I never get to see the light of day." "What does that mean?" "O- Nothing, nevermind. I'll tell you after I speak with Celestia." "Heh, Cmon, You can tell me." "Rainbow, no. I can't." "Why not?" "I've told you enough things the whole time we walked from Canterlot to Here. A whole fucking two hours." "Wow, Language." "Sorry." "No need to be sorry Anderson, now someone get's my Language! Finally!" Anderson looked at her. She seemed like the one to Swear, except he never heard her swear at all. Not even the whole two hours they walked. Maybe she changed and only swore in private? Maybe that language was frowned upon here. "Well, I got to go fix some of the clouds. It's supposed to rain tomorrow, except we haven't done anything. We're way behind schedule. Anyways, I'll be off!" Rainbow aimed at the sky, then jumped, releasing a massive streak of Rainbows, and a huge blast wave of air. I'd like to see what they'd be able to do with 853. That would be interesting. "Heh, if you brought it here we might be able to show them." That would be amazing, their reactions would be amazing to see. And, I wonder, are they like the Mother Nature here? "I guess so. She did say she had to go make it rain tomorrow." Quite fascinating, huh? "Yeah. It is fascinating." Anderson sighed. What? What's wrong? "You teleported all the Keter SCP's here, didn't you?" As I said, I do not remember. "Fuck. Well, if you did, hopefuly you also teleported some Thaumiel classes as well. We could be able to Counter-Act such S.C.P's with the help of them." Possibly, Possibly. S.C.P Containment Facility Foundation [REDACTED] Facility Operation [REDACTED] Dr. Anderson 9/15/10 I had to write something today. Something has happened. I don't know what, but something has happened. They have released all N.T.F and M.T.F into the building! They are to shoot and kill all Personnel! I don't know what the hell is going on, and whoever is reading this, I need you to keep these documentation records safe. They contain lots of Document files that cannot be lost! Anyways, I've been seeing some of my friends and fellow Dr's be killed down the hall. I saw the man in the White Suit, walking down with M.T.F and N.T.F Surrounding him. They are all armed with, some kind of alien like weapons! All it takes is one shot to kill them! No matter where it hits. I'm scared. This facility, this whole foundation, is going corrupt? Is it going on in any of the other Foundations and Facilities? I don't fucking know! I don't! I just want to get the fuck out of here! They've blocked the doorway, so I can't access outside there. All the S.C.P's are going crazy! I think I only have one last resort. I'm going to ask S.C.P 001 For a favor. He owes me anyways. This is the end of this log, and again, who ever is reading this, make sure these documentation records are safe! We cannot lose them! At all costs! I would take it with me, but it's a lot of files to hold, I need to get to the S.C.P 001's containment Center quick without getting shot. I hope I survive. [END ENTRY] "I think that we should try to at least try to find some of the friendlier S.C.P's before we go after the Keter ones. And, we can wait for you to regain that power of yours." Now listen to me. Using my power isn't something you can use daily, or all the time. It's something that is precious, and that has to be used carefully. I mean, for sake, I am the most powerfulest thing ever created. "Not as strong as the person who make you." I guess that's true. "My question is. What is the answer, to life? Life is everywhere, life is in different dimensions, universes. Who created, life?" Not even I know. That question will be left un answered. "Life is a conspiracy. We don't know what is real, or what is not. It is, the most complicated thing to solve." It may just be impossible. Anderson saw the Mail Pony whizzing through the air, trying to guide herself. "Even in life, comes hardship." I remember when you were born. Your parent's were so caring. They loved you with all they had. I never had that. None of these S.C.P's have that. "That's the reason why I try to be so friendly with them. Why do you think i'm able to walk into S.C.P 173's containment area, without being killed? I've given them that." They are like your Children. "They are more then that. They are ME." The doors behind Anderson opened. Twilight looked at Anderson. She had tried to listen, but she couldn't hear anything that well. She had stopped trying. "Who you talking to?" She asked curiously. "Myself. I talk to myself a lot." It was the truth, honestly. "Well, okay.. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.." "Okay, well.. I'm going to bed." "But its not even that dark out!" "Dark enough." Anderson was secretly going to sleep so he could stir into his thoughts. To be by himself and 001. "Oh, and do you have a spare bed?" "In my room." "Alright, Thanks." Anderson entered her room. A small little bed for spike, who was napping in it. A big bed for Twilight, and another for Anderson to sleep in. Anderson slept in his clothes, laying on top of the bed, on top of the Covers and Blanket. He quickly fell asleep. Anderson was able to do that easily, especially since being in the Foundation, you were always hearing guards Footsteps, and them talking through their Gas Masks. Author's Note Hope you guys liked this one. I was listening to when I wrote this chapter. This is a longer Chapter, not as long as I hoped it would be. This is to keep things updated. Again, comment any of yours S.C.P's you want added to this story. I will try to add them in as much as I can. Give the story a thumbs up if you like it! And if you decide to give it a thumbs-down, please give a reason to why, I will gladly fix it. If you hate S.C.P In general, then you can go leave and not waste your time to click that 'Hate' button. C;
Teleportation"Anderson! Anderson you can't run!" Anderson could hear the shouting down the hallway. He turned long enough to catch a glimpse of the man chasing him. He hit the button with enough force to damage the mechanism and prevent future entry. "You bitch! I’ll get you!" He heard the man shout once more. He turned around to find himself before a glass viewing area, shielding a massive one kilometer radius with a colossal figure in the center. S.C.P 001. "I need your help!" He yelled at the figure from the glass window. It stood still. It communicated through telepathic thoughts. Help with what? What do you seek? "I need a way out of here! The.. The M.T.F Are going berzerk! They're trying to kill everyone!" Maybe it's for the best.. "W-What do you mean?!" Everyone here deserves to be destroyed. They kept these creatures in that they couldn't understand, just because they were abnormal. That is not how things work in the Universe. "B-But please! I protected you! I was the one who gave you this land, who gave you your freedom to move! But you chose not too!" According to your offer, I do owe you.. Maybe I might just help, but there will be consequences. "J-Just do it! Please!" He could hear mechanical sounds breaking down the door from behind him. The room that he was in got dimmer for some reason. I will do as you say. But remember. There will always be, consequences. "T-THANK YOU!" The door behind him broke down, as four M.T.F Guards rushed in with the man in a White Suit. "Mr. Anderson! I got you No-" Darkness... The man's voice echoed, as if Anderson was in a dark room. But Anderson was alone. Wait. Not alone in a dark room. No, he was unconscious. This was simply his own thoughts. "A-Am I dead? Did it kill me?!" I did not kill you. "WH-.. How the hell are you here?" Due to my teleportation for you to another area, it merged me inside you.. "Beeccaauuussee that's not weird." Believe me, I'm not thrilled about it either. "Ugh.. Great, I'm stuck with some kind of, creature, inside my head." You're not the only one that can hear me. Other's can too. I am simply just in your aura. "SO.. What you're saying is, that you can talk in the real world without any Telepathic Communication..?" Correct. "That might, or might not make thing's worse. Question though, do you still have your.. Abilities?" I need to regain them. They take time in order to come back. "Okay then. That might make thing's even better! Now, time to wake up!" You're not going to wake up yet. "Why?" You're knocked out.. "Fuck!" "Twilight, Dear, did you hear that loud noise?" "You heard it too?" She responded to her Friend, Rarity, who just recently entered the library. Twilight had her suspicions on the noise too, and assumed they came from the castle. But, the sound must be super loud in order for it to reach to here from the castle.. It was, disturbing, at the slightest. "Actually, I was thinking we should go check it out! Besides, I haven't seen Celestia in a while! She might be worrying." "Oh dear, you and your Celestia." "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" "Nothing! So, I guess I should go get the other's?" "That would be great Rare. Tell them to come back here." "Sure thing Dear." The white Unicorn left the Library, off to go get the other ponies that were apart of the Mane Six. Twilight started to get a little worried about the loud noise. It was something so small, but it worried her a bunch. Could it be a cannon that was set off? No... Could it have been Discord? Possibly.. Maybe. She honestly didn't know what it was. "Twilight!" She heard Spike's voice running from the upstairs. She saw him run down stair's with a letter in his hand, with the insignia suggesting it was from Celestia. Twilight, without hesitating, grabbed it with her Teknesis, opening it up and reading it. To my Dearest Student, Something here has happened, and we need you to come here as quick as you can. Bring the other's if possible. Something odd has happened at the castle. I do not know if you had heard the booming sound from the castle, but everyone here was awokened by it. We hope for you to come down here. We have, important matter's to discuss. ~ Princess Celestia Now Twilight definitely knew something was going on. "What'd it say?" Spike, being curious as he always was asked. "Nothing for you to worry about Spike." She didn't want him to worry as he did before awhile back. She heard her door open, then countless step's being taken into her Library. She turned to see the rest of the 5 Ponies from the small little group they had. "What's goin' on?" "I hope everything's alright.." "Is someone having a party?!" "Yeah Twilight, what's going on?" Rarity kept silent as she let the other's ask their questions. "Princess Celestia requested for us to see her Immediately." "OOH OOH! Can I come along?!" Spike asked. "Spike.. I'm sorry, but I think she only ment it for us, and just for us. You can stay here and take care of the Library." "Fiinneee..." Spike groaned, heading back up stairs. "Alright girl's, time to go!" Twilight said, as she made her way for the door. "Now can I wake up?" No.. "Now..?" No.. "Now?!" NO! "THEN WHEN?!" NOW! Anderson felt a breeze against his whole body, as he felt himself waking up. He could hear some whispering, and some gasps near him. He felt that he was on a.. Table? A wooden round table. He wiped his eyes, before opening them, only to be greeted by a giant chandelier spraying light into his eyes. "Gaah Fuck!" He yelled. More gasps and whispering. Many footsteps as well. The question reeled through his mind. Where was he? He turned his head, and his body onto his side, then opening his eyes. He could see chairs, wooden tables, white tiles, chandelier's, and... Horses. "I must be dreaming.. Still." He turned to his other side. To see even MORE horses. Or, Ponies. The Ponies were all dressed in formal outfits. This must've been some kind of restaurant. Then, he started to feel something stick to his back. He put his hand behind his back, pulling something off his back. A plate. "What the fuck..? Am I hallucinating?" No. 001 Said to Anderson in a whisper. This is all, very, very real. "Well.. Fuck. Look what you did 001." It's not my fault you asked for help. 001 Whispered back. Anderson, hoping to gather attention of the fellow Ponies, decided to speak. Anderson Cleared his throat. "Erhm Erhm. Hello!" He said weakly. The teleportation had sucked literally almost all of his energy out. That, and the knockout. Ponies, dressed in ties, bow's, suits, and dresses, all stood there. The tables empty, and plate's with food still on them lay on the tables. One Pony stood out in particular. A, White pony. With, a horn and wing's. That must be the 'Alpha' of everyone here. Seeming to her crown, and to her obvious difference from the others, she had to be important. "Hello.." He said once again, with his weak voice straining. 001 Kept quiet, knowing that it would make all the worse. The big winged, and long horned pony spoke up finally. "Hello.." It sounded female. Actually, it was a female. Except, a pony. She sounded sweet, and sounded like she wanted no trouble. Anderson thought he could trust her the most, seeming as she sounded like she wanted no harm. "M-May you mind telling me, where the hell I am?" "You're in the dining hall.." Anderson mentally face palmed. The Dining Hall. That's why everyone was dressed so nicely! Finally, everything made some kind of sense. "What are you?" She asked. "I-I'm.. Human?.." He said it, with a question in his voice. "Am I exactly human still? With you inside me?" He whispered to 001. No. But technically, yes. "Yes, human.. I am human." "What may you be doing here?" "Honestly, I have no clue." Anderson sat up, the plates and food sticking off of his Black Lab Coat. He jumped off the table, almost stumbling to the floor. He regained balance, and looked up to the Ponies, who took a step back. "One moment i'm somewhere, and now, I'm here!" Anderson told her, adding onto his comment from before. "Hmmm. Well, will you come with me?" "Sure!" This could be a trap for all we know. Just, watch out. I can't help you yet if anything dangerous happens. My abilities haven't regained. "Relax. I got this in the bag." Anderson replied to 001. Mmmhmm.. And what had happened to the facility? "I don't want to really answer that.." Anderson replied. Princess Celestia was bringing him through a long balcony, into a corridor like area where pillar's were set. He was able to see outward, to a planet that looked, so lively. Green, beautiful with its color's. He could see the mountain's. This looked like sweet paradise to Anderson! Celestia finally led him into two doors, through the two doors into a gigantic like room with three thrones inside. Ponies, armed with spears and Metallic and Magical like armor were standing in a line next to Anderson on both sides. "We must wait for my fellow Subject's to get here. They can help with the matter." Anderson waited quietly. Whistling inside his head. Subjects? Is this like the foundation? "No, no. Probably not. I think she men't her, fellow, 'people'. You know what I mean?" Anderson Whispered quietly. Could be. Could be.. Finally, the two doors behind Anderson opened, and six other colorful ponies walked in. He turned to see them. His face, turned in shock. "I-Is that one... Does it.. Have. Rainbows?!" He whispered to 001. Indeed. The ponies looked, confused when they saw Anderson. Anderson obviously knew the reason, because he was the ONLY human in the room. "May you six come over here with me? We need to talk.. Privately." The six ponies walked past Anderson, to Celestia. Anderson looked at the seven. Wait. No. Nine ponies. A dark shaded blue pony, just like Celestia. As well, as a pink pony. Like the two others, but smaller. "This is getting weirder by the moment." Just you wait and see what I've planned for you. Again, the teleportation came, with a consequence. "Who cares, at least i'm not dead." Yet.. "What do you mean by 'Yet'?" You thought you should be so scared of the M.T.F Soldiers. No, no no no. I planned something much worse. "Oh god.. Now I'm scared." He said sarcastically, thinking that 001 was just joking. Author's Note This is the first chapter to S.C.P : Outbreak. S.C.P Outbreak is made by me. The S.C.P Foundation, and or S.C.P Subjects and character's are not made by me, and go to their rightful owner, the S.C.P Wiki and S.C.P Foundation creation team. Hope you guys like this story, and it will be my main focus for awhile!
Rare, You Suspicious Pony."Erhm Erhm." Celestia cleared her voice, ready to speak to Anderson. "We need to make some changes. We need you to answer some, questions.." "Go ahead! Ask away." "So you are Human, correct?" "Yes." "Do you know what this planet is?" "Nope." "Do you know where you are?" "Nope." "Do you know me?" "Nope." "Did you expect to be teleported here?" "Nope." "Did you expect to land in the Dining Hall?" "Nope.." "Okay, that's all I needed." Celestia, turned back to the eight other ponies. Speaking quietly, making sure Anderson could not hear what she was saying. Anderson didn't care really. Anderson, just wanted to get away from the Facility. And that, he did. Celestia turned back to Anderson, along with the eight other ponies following. "You, will be guided by my dearest Subject, Twilight Sparkle. She will take care of you, and make sure you do not get in any trouble." "WWHHAATT?!" Twilight yelled? "B-But Princes-" "You will do what I say. And I find no one better to do it and show this.. Human, around, then you, Twilight. He is the only species of his kind that we have met, and he doesn't know this planet of ours. He is indeed, an alien." "HEY! That's hurtful man!" Anderson barked at Celestia. "I'm not a.. Whatever you just called me. I'm an Alicorn.." "An Ali-What..?" "Nevermind. Twilight, will you guide him to your beloved Library?" "Fiiiinnnee- I mean. Yes, Princess Celestia." Twilight, seeming to be not happy by Celestia's choice, headed towards the door, with five other ponies following. Anderson, following behind. Twilight, the other ponies, and Anderson were walking down a large staircase, down the mountain they were at. "Sooo. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Anderson. You can call me Anderson though, as I prefer it." "Anderson huh? So, your like, some kind of alien right? What's it like where your world is at?" "I don't see the outside world much. I live in a facility filled with par-" DON'T. TELL. THEM. "-Par..... Parents." "Parents? You live in a facility, filled with, parents?" "Y-yeaaahhh.. Totally.." "Wow. That's so cool!" The rainbow Pegasus said. Anderson didn't really get how, it was 'Cool'... But, he went along with it. "Can you guy's keep quiet back there? I'm tired.." An angry Twilight said. Her stomach grumbled as well. "And hungry.." Her mouth started to water when she started thinking of Hay fries, with her favorite salad. While Anderson was thinking of Steak, barbecued steak, along with Potato Chips, fresh French Fries, some Chicken Wings dipped in Salsa, and a side of hot-dogs and ranch. It was his dream meal. Sadly, little did he know, no one here ate meat. Few hour's past, as they walk 'Quietly' to Twilight's library. The rest of the five ponies left to their rightful homes. Anderson felt, uncomfortable entering their town, as he got many stares from Ponies. He was, well, the odd one out. It kind of reminded him of school, when he was always the one that stood out, when he wanted to shrink away. But now he was one who changed reality. That was a long walk. You walked so long even I'm tired. "Right, cause that makes sense." "Who're you talking to..?" Twilight asked. "Hu-Oh.. No one, just myself." Twilight eyed Anderson. Twilight, being the busy person and curious person she is, wanted to Study Anderson from every limb, and inch of him. To his favorite colors, to his finger nail size, to even how big his th- Nevermind.. But, Twilight was tired, so she decided to fall asleep. So Anderson, being left awake, by himself, in a library/house he doesn't know, and no where to sleep, decided to flop onto the floor, and close his eyes, leading him to sleep. Twilight didn't tell Spike either, so Spike would have a surprise waiting for him on the Floor.. Sleeping. Anderson's Thoughts Anderson. You are so, so annoying sometimes. "What did I do? All I said was 'SuperCaliFragilisticExpeAlidocious' Only like, 50 times.." That's an UnderEstimate.. "WELL.. I DON'T CARE!" Anderson was one of the smartest people on earth. But while he was a child, he skipped his childhood. When he was 10, he knew everything, acted mature, and not like a child. Although being smart, his Childhood is coming back to him, now that he's an Adult. And that's one of the reason's why sometimes he's dumb as a Door. Maybe possibly dumber. "001.. Why did you pick this place to be teleported to?" I picked randomly. I don't even know this place myself. "Ugh. 001, You bastard. You put me in a place, with talking, colorful, horses.. And possibly magic, or Telekinesis." Didn't you have a fetish about Anthropomorphic animals? "NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO BRING THAT UP, 001." It's not like anyone can hear us.. Well, except the Blackness that consumes this, thoughtful imagination of yours. "SEE, I TOLD YOU SOMEONE IS LISTENING! Jeez, you never listen!" I listened to you when you told me not to kill that M.T.F Guard that murdered that Class D Subject.. "Well, that's a different story!" Anderson.. "Yeees?" Why did you give me what I wanted? Why did you, of all people, trust me the most? Why did you give me more freedom? "..Gaah. 001. 0. 0. 1. I trusted you the most, because I felt a connection for some reason. Being alone, being neglected, being, caged in. Being the odd one out. That's why I trust the S.C.P's more than my Co-Workers. The S.C.P's trust me, and they don't hurt me. We feel the same. Or at least, that's how I thought of it." Anderson, you are correct, actually. All these, S.C.P's, they feel. Odd, they feel, as if they were never the same. As if they were being caged in and being tested on and being sometimes even killed, because of them being themselves, or them being what they are. "That's sad.. But, if we released them to the public.. The public would freak. The public doesn't know how to handle it." We can't just release them all at once, Anderson. We have to address to the public, that these, being's, are indeed real. And that they don't mean no harm, if they don't provoke them. Why do you think 173 kills? Because it feels as if it is being caged for something it never did. It want's payback on the Scientists, not the people. "That makes sense.. It actually, surprisingly does." Maybe if anyone in the facility actually thought, they'd be able to come up with that on their own. But, no.. They are to dumb to realize the facts and the wonders of what these creatures feel like. They simply study because they cannot explain what they are, and why they are here. And just because they are different doesn't mean anything really. It just means that they are who they are. They only do these things, such as killing, because they feel themselves are threatened by being in a cage, locked away from the outside world. They are kept from their own will. That, is dumb. "Fuck, now that really makes sense." It's about time to wake up. "Already?" The dream world moves quicker than the real world. You should understand this of all people. "Eh. I guess i'm not being as smart as I should be at the moment. I mean, i'm acting totally normal, with a purple HORSE taking me into her home." That is true, you haven't been acting like anyone else would be. Maybe, its because of the training? "Possibly. The Foundation has showed me some weird stuff, so maybe its normal for me now? I don't know, maybe that's the reason why everything weird in my life that's been happening, I have no reaction to it! Because, well, i'm used to it." Well. It's time to wake up now Anderson. "Ugh.. Fine." "Uughhh.." Anderson, sleepily awoke from his talk with 001. He forgot he was on the floor. Twilight, seemed to be asleep still. He got up, his Black Lab coat kept him warm the whole time. "This lab coat is truly magnificent." He heard footsteps, then a gasp. It sounded like it was coming from upstairs. Anderson looked up to see..... "What. The. Fu-" It screamed loudly, awaking Twilight. Twilight, got off her bed, to run out to see what was going on. Anderson, pointing at the 'thing', was trembling. "HEY HEY HEY! No no no no no no! It's okay, It's okay! I'm not here to hurt you!" "TWILLIGGHHTT!" "Yes Spike?! What's wrong?" Twilight came into view. "SOMEONE BROKE IN!" Spike pointed at Anderson. Anderson, being innocent, raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't do anything!" "Spike, oh I'm sorry. I forgot!" Twilight remembered. "I forgot to tell you that, he's going to be staying with us for awhile. He's, new here. And, the Princess ordered it." Several knocks hit the door. "Huuh?" "Twilight, Dear, are you alright? We heard someone scream." "Oh great Spike, look what you did. You awoke the whole neighborhood!" "S-Sorry." Twilight passed Anderson, and opened the door. "I'm sorry Rare, Spike spooked himself. Did anyone else awake from it?" "Only a few ponies, not a whole lot." "Oh, good." Rarity looked Past Twilight, towards Anderson. "I got my Eeeyyeee on you Anderson." Rarity said, before leaving the Library. "What was that about?" Anderson asked. "I don't know." Anderson looked around the room. "I didn't realize someone could live with this.. This many books." "Hey! What does tha-" "You need more!" Anderson interrupted. The Foundation had Thousands, Hundred Thousands, Millions of books! They were the database of all records of all Staff, M.T.F, N.T.F, Or S.C.P. Hell, even the status on each sector was written daily. Author's Note Heey! Hoped you liked this One as well. Correct me on a lot of things, because I was rushing this since I was tired as FUU-... But anyways, I did make lots of mistakes, and rushed it a hell of a lot. I'll go back later and fix it. Expect a lot of chapters to be rushed, but revised.
Guess Who's Here!"What do you mean I need more? I already have a ton!" "You need MILLIONS!" Anderson started ranting on about how there's not enough books. Anderson! Shut the hell up! You're making me annoyed! "Sorry." He'd whisper to himself. "Well. I guess I should show you around town if you're going to be staying here for awhile. Don't mind the stares, you're going to get plenty." Anderson thought that what she meant was that he Looked 'Gooooood'.. "Alright. I'm fine with that." "But first, we need some food." Twilight opened the door. Anderson stood up, staring at her. "Well come on!" Anderson followed hesitantly. Anderson had not seen such a beauty of a town. Flowers, green grass. Colorful ponies flooded the area. Except, they were all staring at him. He'd like to think that it was because he looked Handsome. But he was obviously wrong. "Don't mind the Stares Anderson. Any new creature moving into PonyVille usually gets that." "Like what new creatures?" "Well. Like when a Gryphon stayed here for awhile." "A Gryphon, Ey?" "Yeah. A Gryphon." "That must be interesting." "We're almost here." Twilight said. Anderson still following, looked at the building ahead. It was made out of Hay, and small bricks. It was big enough to house a pony, but was it big enough to fit Anderson? Anderson would soon find that question out, as Twilight opened the door. Anderson ducked slowly, fitting his head in first. Once he was inside the building, he stood back up. It was big enough to house him. Surprisingly, it was bigger than it looked from the outside in the inside. "Take a seat, Anderson." Twilight said, as she Approached one of the Tables, two seats. More stares came from other tables. Anderson gladly took a seat, ready to get some food in his stomach. A Mare came up, staring at Anderson, then to Twilight. "Er- A- E- W-What would you li-ike to ordee-eer?" She seemed completely terrified by Anderson! Anderson didn't know why. Most ponies were just staring, but weren't at all scared. "Yes. I'd like to have the Hay Fries, along with some Carrot Salad." "And I would like what she had." Anderson said, expecting that Twilight had ordered something good. The Mare slowly walked off, shaking a bit. "Did you see that? She looked terrified!" "Maybe its just because of how, Sexy, I am." Anderson said, acting like he was all 'That'. "A-Anderson, did you really just say that in public?" "Why not? Maybe it's true?" "Most likely not." "Okay, Okay, Fine." The Mare came back with a tray in her hand. She gave both of them their plates, and practically ran off to the back of the Counter. "Well then." Anderson said, looking at the plate. Twilight was already munching on her food happily. Anderson looked hesitant to eating it. "M-Maybe I should've gotten Pork, or Steak, or a side of Rib's." The room went DEAD silent instantly. Ponies stared at him with confusion and anger. "Anderson.. W-We don't eat Meat.." "O-OHhh.." Anderson slowly looked at everyone. "J-Just ignore them." Slowly, the room became talkative, slowly forgetting what Anderson had just said. "Anderson, are you crazy?! You eat meat?!" "Well yeah! I'm a meat eater? So what?" He'd whisper. "We don't eat meat! And that's disgusting!" "Ever heard of Protein, Missy?" He'd retaliate. "We don't need any of that meat to stay alive! We have this food of our land, that helped us just fine these paste millions of years!" She'd spite back. "Alright, alright." He'd whisper back. He'd look at the Hay fries, then putting one into his mouth to Chew on it. It tasted.. Like.. Hay. It tasted like nothing. It didn't satisfy his hunger at all, but just filled his stomach. He'd go for the Carrot Salad. He'd eat the carrot's along with the lettuce. Some kind of purple dressing laid all over it, giving it a sweet tangy taste. He loved the salad. It was the first Real food he actually tasted since he joined the Foundation. "This.. This is good." Anderson said, his mouth still full. "I'm glad you like it." Twilight said, chuckling a little bit. But all of a sudden, Anderson felt something weird. A presence. A Presence that he knew the most. S.C.P 106. Author's Note Aheheheheheh. If you can all realize by know, what I meant by "Consequence" There you go. And this is a short chapter on Purpose. This is just to continue the story slowly, because things are happening IRL that is bothering me and stressing me out. Sorry for the slow Updates. How ya' like it! Look for any mistakes because I rushed this one out quickly.
You Gotta Be Fucking Kidding MeAnderson turned around to see what was there. A wall, splattered with a black substance that acted like some sort of Goo, and Acid. He knew exactly what it was from. Did you like my surprise? Anderson looked a bit to the side to see the Infamous, S.C.P 106. "Are you fucking crazy?!" He'd yell. He'd get up, tipping the chair over. 106 Saw him, his face making a creepy smile. "Ay, Get the hell out of here!" He'd tell the Ponies, motioning for them to get out. They had a back exit. The all ran through, running away from the building. The only people/ponies/S.C.P's that were inside the building was Twilight, Anderson, and 106. "Twilight, back up." Anderson told her, ask 106 Slowly but surely, walked towards them. "106.. You.. Gotta be kidding me." I'm surprised he hasn't killed any one yet. "Shut the hell up.." He'd reply to 001. "H-.. How are you here 106? How?!" The creature didn't speak. But just stared. "A-Anderson. W-What is th-that thing?" Twilight said, Hiding behind Anderson. "N-Nothing you need to worry about." 106 then instantly disappeared, then re-appearing through the floor in front of Anderson. Twilight backed up even more. "106. What are you doing here..?" The creature stared at Anderson for a minute afterwards, but then looked at Twilight. It slowly gravitated toward's Twilight. "HEY! NO!" He yelled at 106. 106 Turned around, confused. "You do not hurt anyone here! Okay?" 106 Materialized in front of Anderson once again. Face to face, 106 Nodded. It seem's the S.C.P's do trust you. Interesting. "Twilight, we need to get to your Library, quick. 106, Follow." Twilight went out the front door, slowly, and shaking. 106 Followed under the ground, watching where they went. They took the same path that they took to the small Diner. Finally, they made it to the Library. Ponies still running everywhere, terrified. No Pony knew what was going on, or what it was. They entered the Library, 106 Materializing through the wall, leaving behind a black gooey mark. He gravitated downwards onto the floor, his feet meeting the ground. "Ugh.. 106, this is Twilight. Twilight, this is 106." "106..? It's name is a number?" Twilight asked, still shaking. "No. That is it's code." She won't get it until you tell her the full story. "I really don't want to. Are they ready to hear the dangers of Life?" He asked silently. They're going to face it no matter what. I teleported not only us here, but ALL S.C.P's here. Anderson went blank for a second, then coming back to his thoughts. He'd try to shake it out of his head. He'd ask 001 what the hell he meant later, but right now, He had something 'more' on his hands. "106. I'm pretty sure you do not know what's going on, Correct?" 106 Nodded, gravitating in the air. "All M.T.F were released into the Facility, neutralizing all Personnel. 001 Teleported you here with us." 106 Nodded, as a sign of understanding. "I must tell Princess Celestia about this!" Twilight went upstairs, heading for her small little desk she had. "Yes, tell her. Tell her that I need to speak with her as well." "Hmm? Why?" "Reason's that you won't understand." "Okay?.." Anderson still looked at 106, Detailing what happened, silent enough so Twilight wouldn't hear him. "106, I need you to go dormant until I say otherwise. We need you to stay, Hidden." 106 Was hesitant to Agree. But 'It' Nodded in agreement. Anderson pointed to a small corner in the next room, telling it to lay Dormant there. 106 Floated to the position, then becoming motionless in the Corner. Anderson afterwards went deep into his thoughts. He needed to Talk with 001 about what the hell he did. "001." Anderson said in his thoughts. Yes? "What the hell were you thinking? Every single S.C.P?! EVERY SINGLE ONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FUCKING DESTRUCTION THAT WILL CAUSE THIS WORLD?!" Why would they destroy this world? They're free. They're happy. They're happy that they are out of their cells, in an open space to do whatever they want freely without being contained. "Still! That's fucking crazy!" No, Anderson, that isn't crazy. It's giving them what they wanted. FREEDOM. "You fucking, UGGH!" Anderson came out of his thoughts, planting his fist into a wall. "Anderson?" Twilight asked from the upstairs, questioningly and worryingly. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine. Just focus on getting that to Celestia." "Okay.. I'm allmmooosssttt... DONE!" She'd say. "Spiiikkkeee!" She'd yell. Spike would come running from his room, to Twilight, completely ignoring Anderson. "I need you to send this to Celestia." "What does it say?" Spike asked. "It's an emergency, now get it to her, NOW!" She'd yell silently. "Okay, Okay!" Spike lifted it, breathing green fire to the letter. The letter disappeared into thin air, transporting itself to Celestia. In the meanwhile, Anderson was trying to gather his thought's together on how the hell they were going to get through this mess. "I can't believe you did it. You, fucking MORON!" He'd yell out loud. "Anderson! Watch your language!" Spike turned to Anderson after Twilight mentioned him. Anderson, completely ignoring Twilight, was still doing circles. "What is he doing?" "Going insane.." Twilight presumed. Who else would walk in circles, saying things out loud. Author's Note Hello! Welcome to another update! If you want your favorite SCP included into this story, comment what SCP you want in here! [I Wont always accept if I do not know how to include it in] Wanna get creeped out? Listen to the first 15 seconds of This.
Got Any Work?"I'm surprised this world hasn't been destroyed yet.." I'm as fascinated as you are, Anderson. "Shut up, I'm not going to talk to you for awhile for what you did." Fine by me. "Twilight?" "Yes, Anderson?" "Do you have anything that I'm able to do? Any work? To get my mind off things?" "Actually.. Yeah. Maybe Rarity has something for you to do!" "Rarity. What a peculiar name.." Anderson said to himself. "She's down the path, take a left, and you should see a bright shiny building. That's the one that you should be looking for. Enter in, and tell her that you were sent by me." "Alright." Anderson headed for the door, ready for a huge amount of stares to appear. "WAIT!" "Yeah?" Anderson turned around. "What am I going to do with.. 'It'?" "Nothing. He's sleeping. He won't bother you. Bye!" Anderson opened the door and headed out. S.C.P Foundation [REDACTED] 9/6/12 We've issued several breaches today. Several S.C.P foundations are getting breached. We've set off the nukes, which helped the situation. Thing is, how could there be this many breaches all in one day? Atleast Foundation [REDACTED] is alright. We couldn't afford to have that one breached. That's why it has the utmost security protocols. We couldn't let S.C.P 001 Get out either. I've been looking through these logs for the past few days, looking at the Data Reports, Research Reports, and even M.T.F Reports. It's interesting. I had to write something down in here. I just had to. I can't keep this all in my head. It's to much. We've been getting lots and lots of information on the infamous 'Insurgency'or, Further known as the new name 'Chaos Insurgency'.. They're trying to attack us, trying to release these S.C.P's. But my question is, what are they doing wrong? From what I've gathered, they want us to face the fears. They want the public to see the bad side of the world and see, well, that its not at all that bad. I understand this, but, why are we fighting against them? All we have to do is tell the public, and keep the S.C.P's in containment. It won't do anything but warn the public about these creatures. What's so bad about the information of these creatures getting out? Well, that's it for today I guess. This was a short log, but I needed to write something down real quick. They're calling in all personnel to do breach checkings to make sure the facility is safe. Especially since the recent outbreaks of other facilities, they're just being safe as usual. Better safe then sorry. And you know how it goes. Creating Logic, Out of Illogic. Anderson stepped outside, closing the door behind him. Ponies from all around looked and stared. Some just didn't even notice. Anderson followed down the path, going with Twilight's instructions on how to get to the Boutique. He took a left, and low and behold, the boutique was just a bit ways. Anderson followed down the path. 001 Has been silent for awhile. After Anderson told him to be Quiet, he followed orders. Anderson saw the boutique. He opened the doors, expecting people to be inside. Surprisingly, no one. A quiet room. Shining tiles and dresses on Pony like Mannequins filled the room. "Hello?" "Who is it?" Anderson heard Rarity's voice. "It's me, Anderson. I wanted to ask if you had anything I was able to, do?" He heard some laughing coming from Rarity. He followed her voice into a room where she was making a blue, silk dress. "Well, do you know how to make a dress?" "No." "Then I simply do not need you." "W-Wow." Anderson growled a little bit. He was angry about how rude she was without even realizing it. "Fine.. Bye!" He'd walk towards the door. "Perhaps there is one thing that you could do for me." Anderson stopped in his tracks. "Are you able to replace Tile? I need a whole room re-made. Think you can do that?" She said, as if she was asking if I was able to handle such a small task. "I'll do the best I can." He'd say, walking past her to the room she had pointed at. He entered inside the room. It was, brown. The tiles removed, some light, and lots and lots of plastic furnishing. "Uuughhhh... Maybe I shouldn't have asked for work." Or, Perhaps you should've re-thought your actions on asking ME for a favor.. "Shutup." Anderson said aloud. "What did you just say?" Rarity asked him, a bit of anger in her voice and surprise. "I wasn't talking to you, sorry." "It's alright. You get off THIS time." She smiled a bit, while walking to the other room to finish her dress that she was previously making. Author's Note Another short one. I'm going to Re-DO this one after awhile. I rushed this one out as the same thing for the last chapter. I am sick, and I do not feel well. My stomach hurts, My head hurts, Everything hurts. Anyway, hope you like it. Ciao!
Beautiful World And SpeculationsAnderson slowly put the last tile on the floor in the right corner. It stuck instantly to the ground. It was easy to put these tiles together, because they automatically sticked to the surface. Although, that made some complicated methods for grabbing them. They were never really meant to be handled by hands. Anderson wiped his hands, looking at the room. It was shiny, and white, just like all the other rooms. Rarity had said that it would be used to showcase her favorite pieces. Anderson turned around towards the door. He walked towards it, opening it. Rarity was still working on her pieces, measuring, putting silk together. Anderson saw some of the dresses that she had created just before he opened the door. "Impressive." Anderson said, walking towards her. "Isn't it? I take pride in my, beautiful creations. It has to be the best of the very best for the customers!" "I see. So, you love your customers dearly, Do you?" "Yes, I do.. They give me their bits, in exchange for these beautiful outfits. If the customer isn't happy, I would feel like I failed them." "Mmm.. So, do you have any other things that need to be done?" "No. Not at the moment, at least. I appreciate your help. You are quite, useful." "Is that so?" Anderson grinned a little bit. "Mmhmm. I would also like you to tell Twilight that if I ever need help again, to contact you." "Will do." Anderson said, giving a thumbs-up, then heading towards the exiting doors, opening them, and leaving the Boutique. He could hear Rarity humming happily while she worked on her new dresses and outfits. Anderson looked around, heading down the path to Twilight's house. Stares came from all over, but Anderson didn't mind. While walking, all of a sudden Anderson felt a big force pushing him over onto his side, hitting the ground very hard with a loud 'THUD'. "O-Oh, sorry. Are you okay?" He heard a dumb founded voice. He looked up to see a Blonde Haired pony, with some sort of uniform on, while carrying lots of packages. A Mail Pony? "Yeah." Anderson was glad nothing had hit his 'sweet spot'. He stood up on both legs, wiping dust off himself. He looked at the pony. "I just don't know what went wrong." She looked, sorry. She was definitely sorry. He could hear it in her voice, and see it. Especially, since her eyes are, inverted? Whhaaat? "It's alright. What's your name?" "My names Derpy!" She said happily, standing on three hoofs, lifting one to do some sort of salute. "Nice to meet you Derpy. I'm Anderson. I just, recently moved here." He said. He technically did move in. He lives with Twilight, so he technically did. "Well, I should be off now, I need to get these letters to Everypony!" "Alright, I'll see you later, I guess?" "Yep! Byee!" She said, taking off into the sky, whirling around. That was interesting. "Glad ya' noticed. Do you think she has something wrong with her?" Maybe. She's just like you! I found your pony, Anderson! "B-What?! You do realize i'm human, Right?!" For how long you're going to stay here, I don't think you'd care in the future. "Then, new mission, Let's get the fuck outa here quickly before I make an insane choice like that." Anderson continued walking down the path. It led him straight back to Twilight's house. He entered the small little door, into the library. "Spike, I thought I told you to re-arrange those boo- Oh hi Anderson!" She looked at Anderson. She looked a bit angry, and put a bit of a forceful smile on as well. "Eheh. Eheh. Ehhhh.." She said, turning around to yell at Spike once again. Anderson ignored them, going upstairs to the Balcony. He looked outward into the sky. Life is beautiful here. I don't think you have a reason to go back. "It is beautiful. But.. This isn't the place for me. Everyone is a pony, and I'm the only human." That is until you find 1055. If, I even teleported him here, that is. Honestly, I don't remember which ones I did or Didn't teleport. It's a mystery, making the hunt for S.C.P's even more exciting. "For you. You can't get hurt." Yes, I can. You get hurt, so do I. "So you felt that thud when I hit the ground?" Yep. I don't react to pain, but I feel it definitely. "Hmm." Anderson was still overlooking the town, ignoring Twilight's distant voice still yelling at Spike, and Spike grunting to push the books back onto the shelf. He closed the doors to the Balcony so he didn't have to listen to it. He looked out once again to see someone in particular that he remembers seeing. A streak of rainbow. "Look whose here." Rainbow Dash zoomed to the Balcony, leaving her signature rainbow streak behind her. She landed onto the Balcony with Anderson. "Heeeeeyyyyy Aaaaaaaaaaaa-" "Anderson." "AAaaanderson. How ya' doing? Has Twilight bugged you enough?" "Actually, she hasn't bugged me at all. Look, Rainbow, I've only lived here for a DAY. A. DAY. It's not like i've even experienced lots of things that this place has to offer. My world is so boring compared to this lovely place!" "What's it like where you're from?" "Boring. I never get to see the light of day." "What does that mean?" "O- Nothing, nevermind. I'll tell you after I speak with Celestia." "Heh, Cmon, You can tell me." "Rainbow, no. I can't." "Why not?" "I've told you enough things the whole time we walked from Canterlot to Here. A whole fucking two hours." "Wow, Language." "Sorry." "No need to be sorry Anderson, now someone get's my Language! Finally!" Anderson looked at her. She seemed like the one to Swear, except he never heard her swear at all. Not even the whole two hours they walked. Maybe she changed and only swore in private? Maybe that language was frowned upon here. "Well, I got to go fix some of the clouds. It's supposed to rain tomorrow, except we haven't done anything. We're way behind schedule. Anyways, I'll be off!" Rainbow aimed at the sky, then jumped, releasing a massive streak of Rainbows, and a huge blast wave of air. I'd like to see what they'd be able to do with 853. That would be interesting. "Heh, if you brought it here we might be able to show them." That would be amazing, their reactions would be amazing to see. And, I wonder, are they like the Mother Nature here? "I guess so. She did say she had to go make it rain tomorrow." Quite fascinating, huh? "Yeah. It is fascinating." Anderson sighed. What? What's wrong? "You teleported all the Keter SCP's here, didn't you?" As I said, I do not remember. "Fuck. Well, if you did, hopefuly you also teleported some Thaumiel classes as well. We could be able to Counter-Act such S.C.P's with the help of them." Possibly, Possibly. S.C.P Containment Facility Foundation [REDACTED] Facility Operation [REDACTED] Dr. Anderson 9/15/10 I had to write something today. Something has happened. I don't know what, but something has happened. They have released all N.T.F and M.T.F into the building! They are to shoot and kill all Personnel! I don't know what the hell is going on, and whoever is reading this, I need you to keep these documentation records safe. They contain lots of Document files that cannot be lost! Anyways, I've been seeing some of my friends and fellow Dr's be killed down the hall. I saw the man in the White Suit, walking down with M.T.F and N.T.F Surrounding him. They are all armed with, some kind of alien like weapons! All it takes is one shot to kill them! No matter where it hits. I'm scared. This facility, this whole foundation, is going corrupt? Is it going on in any of the other Foundations and Facilities? I don't fucking know! I don't! I just want to get the fuck out of here! They've blocked the doorway, so I can't access outside there. All the S.C.P's are going crazy! I think I only have one last resort. I'm going to ask S.C.P 001 For a favor. He owes me anyways. This is the end of this log, and again, who ever is reading this, make sure these documentation records are safe! We cannot lose them! At all costs! I would take it with me, but it's a lot of files to hold, I need to get to the S.C.P 001's containment Center quick without getting shot. I hope I survive. [END ENTRY] "I think that we should try to at least try to find some of the friendlier S.C.P's before we go after the Keter ones. And, we can wait for you to regain that power of yours." Now listen to me. Using my power isn't something you can use daily, or all the time. It's something that is precious, and that has to be used carefully. I mean, for sake, I am the most powerfulest thing ever created. "Not as strong as the person who make you." I guess that's true. "My question is. What is the answer, to life? Life is everywhere, life is in different dimensions, universes. Who created, life?" Not even I know. That question will be left un answered. "Life is a conspiracy. We don't know what is real, or what is not. It is, the most complicated thing to solve." It may just be impossible. Anderson saw the Mail Pony whizzing through the air, trying to guide herself. "Even in life, comes hardship." I remember when you were born. Your parent's were so caring. They loved you with all they had. I never had that. None of these S.C.P's have that. "That's the reason why I try to be so friendly with them. Why do you think i'm able to walk into S.C.P 173's containment area, without being killed? I've given them that." They are like your Children. "They are more then that. They are ME." The doors behind Anderson opened. Twilight looked at Anderson. She had tried to listen, but she couldn't hear anything that well. She had stopped trying. "Who you talking to?" She asked curiously. "Myself. I talk to myself a lot." It was the truth, honestly. "Well, okay.. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.." "Okay, well.. I'm going to bed." "But its not even that dark out!" "Dark enough." Anderson was secretly going to sleep so he could stir into his thoughts. To be by himself and 001. "Oh, and do you have a spare bed?" "In my room." "Alright, Thanks." Anderson entered her room. A small little bed for spike, who was napping in it. A big bed for Twilight, and another for Anderson to sleep in. Anderson slept in his clothes, laying on top of the bed, on top of the Covers and Blanket. He quickly fell asleep. Anderson was able to do that easily, especially since being in the Foundation, you were always hearing guards Footsteps, and them talking through their Gas Masks. Author's Note Hope you guys liked this one. I was listening to when I wrote this chapter. This is a longer Chapter, not as long as I hoped it would be. This is to keep things updated. Again, comment any of yours S.C.P's you want added to this story. I will try to add them in as much as I can. Give the story a thumbs up if you like it! And if you decide to give it a thumbs-down, please give a reason to why, I will gladly fix it. If you hate S.C.P In general, then you can go leave and not waste your time to click that 'Hate' button. C;
