Camera POV
Entry #01
Booting up...
Camera: offline...
Audio: online Speakers: online...
Window durability 100% Damage visibility: 0%...
Door: unlocked...
Lights: online.
"Well, I found that file you appeared with. I still can't believe you incapacitated half of the Solar Gaurd!" The irritation was clear in speaker's voice. "Anyways, my name is Shining Armor, captain of the Solar Gaurd and Prince of the Crystal Empire. I want to give you a chance to answer my questions before I look in this file." A rustle of papers was heard to emphasize Shining Armor's statement. There were a few moments of silence before Shining Armor coughed.
"Well then..." another rustle of paper was heard as Shining Armor cleared his throat, "SCP- 692, the crawler, this anomaly is a keeter class chaotic neutral that is uneasy around SCP-173(not unnatural to uncommon). 692 has a high level of intelligence and a speaking capability. Under NO circumstance should 692 be under light security containment. Now I have some questions, will you answer my questions?!" With a sigh, the recording ended.
End Recording
Entry #02
Booting up...
Camera: offline...
Audio: malfunctioning Speakers: online...
Window durability 58% Damage visibility: 1%...
Door: unlocked...
Lights: online.
"Look, just answer my questions and you'll be out of here. There weren't any fat@1iTys." Shining Armor said with a distorted voice. "Bu4, -ou WiLl ha-3 t0 P@y 4ouR Pr0p3Rty dAm@G3 with 3Other bIt$, 0r C 0mMuniTÂ¥ ServIC3." Shining Armor gave a sigh that sounded like static, and the sound of a chair scooting across the floor was heard. After that, all sound stopped as a deep bassoon voice was heard clear as day,
"This is not your grave, but you are welcome in it." There was a high pitch static sound.
End Recording
Entry #3
Booting up...
Camera: online...
Audio: online Speakers: online...
Window durability 1% Damage visibility: 100%...
Door: unlocked...
Lights: online.
"Look! I know you spoke yesterday, so right now, you WILL tell me what you meant an-" Shining Armor was inside of a box like room and was facing the interrogation window in disbelief. On said window were intricate scratch marks that covered the outside edge of the window inside of the holding cell.
Door: Locked...
Shining Armor looked at the door with a newfound fear.
"I am the instrument of your demise, this room your grave, and the city your headstone. One life is like a spark in a sea of raging fire, only in existence for a moment in time. Your light has gone out, and time has failed you." SCP-692 said.
Lights: Malfunctioning...
Shining Armor ran to the door and frantically tried to open it to no avail. The window shattered as 692 hurled its massive frame through the protective glass and onto the table inside the room. Shining Armor attempted to blast the door down with his magic, but that also failed as the door was built to keep whatever was secured inside the rooms.
Shining Armor felt a leathery, snake like appendage wrap around his neck before he was lifted into the air and turned around to face the the grinning snout of 692. SCP-692 looked like a combination of a snake, a lizard, and a bird. It had grey, papery skin and a beam akin to a flamingo but split into three mandibles. It had metal-piercing claws the size of Celestia's horn and a long, boney tail that ended in a large talon. The same tail that was wrapped around Shining Armor's neck.
692 wrapped one of its clawed hands around Shining Armor's horn, and the other around Shining's muzzle. It gave Shining Armor a look that caused him to panic due to the look of bloodlust present within it's eyes. 692 then began to slowly tear off Shining Armor's horn. His screams were most likely noticed. With one final tug, SCP-692 pulled off Shining Armor's horn, and threw Shining Armor through the remainder of the unbroken glass, and into the containment cell.
Shining Armor crawled to a stand and winced at a sharp pain in his neck. His collar bone was likely broken or fractured. 692 crawled over the broken glass, stood up, and walked over to Shining Armor. "Tell me, do you know what keeter means?" Shining could only whimper in response as 692 picked him up with its tail."It means that the creature or object is actively aggressive toward any and all sentient life." It chuckled, "You should have studdied. Oh well, it's a shame."
SCP-692 grabbed Shining's upper jaw in one hand, and his lower in its lower hand, and began ripping them apart from each other.
Door: Unlocked...
692 finished ripping Shining Armor's jaw off and picked up Shining's horn. 692 then rammed the horn into Shining Armor's neck, and threw him into a wall. SCP-692 picked him up and impaled him to the wall one foot off the ground with Shining Armor's horn. *scream*
SCP-692 immediately whipped around to the previously closed door, then launched itself through the doorway. 692 disappears from view, but sounds of tearing metal and flesh are heard through the microphone. After a few seconds of struggle, a loud crunch was heard from beyond the camera's view. Seconds later, 692 returns and gives a nod to the camera.
End Recording
Third POV
427 looked at the black screen with a grin of satisfaction. It turned to the left and and gave a chuckle.
"The IDT is a success!" It's smile grew before it broke into a coughing fit. It felt a hand on its shoulder and the coughing subsided.
"Well then, looks like it's about time to leave eh my Euclid friend?!" 49 grinned at the machine through his beaked mask. Among their hand of misfits were 49, the plague doctor, 427, the engineer, 692, the crawler, and 619, the mannequin. They had been working almost non-stop to build the IDT, the InterDimensional Transporter. Their grand way to escape the foundation.
49 looked to 619, "your turn!" 619 only nodded in response and waltzed to the technological arc. 49 then looked to 427. "Power it up. Send 619 to that foggy town, um... Stalliongrad I believe it's called. News hopefully hasn't spread that fast. Plus, they're in isolation, so if anything goes wrong, they won't be able to send reinforcements." 49 recommended. 427 clipped two levers, causing a blue vortex to appear within the archway.
"Good luck ol' chap!!!" 49 said to 612, "Do tell 692 we said hello if you see em' ok!" 612 gave a mock salute and launched itself into the swirling vortex. 612 "opened its eyes" to see a marshy forest covered in frost. Then it saw the town's lights...
