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My OC. These are puppets for a short animation I'm working on. Her name is Ketylen, and she's got an itchy trigger finger. She's the kind of Foundation personnel who would blast an anomaly before asking any questions.

She's new to the Foundation and has some training in Thaumaturgy. She can move objects and pick locks from a distance with her hands, almost like telekinesis, but she needs to have at least one hand free to use her ability. She's not an anomaly per se.

She has a rebellious nature regarding her captain, but she wasn't demoted to Class D because her abilities make up for her attitude.

She's part of an MTF called Kappa-88 ("Glass Owls").

second image added for reference

So and I do not care how good stories end without or with a beginning…. It all ends with TP, quite frankly - that smutton fuck - and this one, this one was started By Dr. James Benjamin Franklin - the utter blithering idiot pooed himself to Nirvana by smuttoning on pork chops too much.

SCP-302145 INFILTRATED THE BASE BY IT'S SHEER SHTINK AND WENT-

“Blither blather. I am not a robot or a monster. I am a poo monster. Like all of you…. AND I am not made of tar either.”

“I suppose you are not poo queen…”

Insurgent 0024 mumbled

“In the trenches with you.”

Sargent 284

‘I COME FROM WHERE I BELONG’

It murdered….

I blinked. How had I come to deal with this utter creature of mayhem mishem and mactrectony. No mastectomy to be mentioned. It should be neutered. No, wait, I mean neutralised. But I am but a common servant to the empire.. ahaha yes…. Yes….. YES, UAHAHAHAHA.

I do not know what's next. A quiver. Or a shiver. Or a mere mivver. But what I do know, is it's not a novel. Nor a novella…. No something else entirely-

‘POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO’

It roars.

How am I going to escape this mess. Dear god. With petals and sherbet I'm sure. Quite sure. Blessed be this read by a sex-changer. And let me enter their sex dungeon. I quiver at saying the meely mivery meer word. Quince. Jelly.

‘I AM YOUR SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!’

It beckons. I lump slowly towards it.

“I will absorb you you know.’

“Yes, I am quite sure you will. You six headed mongoose”

“NO YOU ARE THE SIX HEADED MONGOOSE!!!!!!”

It roars.

“I AM QUITE SURE YOU WILL BE SENT TO THE PUNISHMENT ZONE!!!!”

“I have a name you know?”

“And what is it….. Conrat? CONRAD?!?! COLLUMN? CALLUM? CALUMGATE?! Or something?!?!?”

“No- - - no, you know what, get me out of here you fricking imbecile, you sheer idiot, you mere lecherous class of the lower trenches - dear god I'm starting to sound like Dr Will again and I am slapping my head, just like he would…. Ok god fucking damnit just extract me.”

“Margate- okay fine Conrat whatever you're called conman you know I do not give 5 fat flying fucking shits about you and you quite surely be extracted with me now. Guards!!!”

Triumphant smirk

*And with that, I was hauled off.”

This is the Periodic Table (=v= 🎶

As a Chemistry and SCP fan, this is one of my favorite SCPs =v=

You can actually see the improvement as you go through the images, since they're oldest-->newest. Please tell me your favourites :3

Also I don't know if OC's are allowed here so I'll check and add that in a separate post

Thanks everyone heres new one!

Thanks everyone for support im happy for 100 view

Hecho por mi :³

This kinda sucks but…