Scp foundation

*blast doors slam shut* You want fun? *speaker crackles* Meet 682.

*befriends him*

*682 eyes widen* You speak... my language.

lets go kill everyone. WAIT WAIT do it like a diva and cutely and innocently ok?

*682 blinks slowly* *tilts head, then gives a tiny wave*

hello welcome to the world

*the foundation is in chaos as scps escape from their cells. 682 is rampaging, 096 is killing anyone who looks at him, and 173 is snapping necks left and right. You are surrounded by chaos*

*you are shackled and there is bullet proof glass windows* "hey. Wake up scp ■■■■. *taps* can you speak? We need to know so we can question you. Or else.... we'll have to use more.... physical methods."

wtf am I doing here

"I don't know, but I do know that you're not going anywhere until you answer my questions."

this is your owner?

*He glances at the photo, then back at the camera with a look of profound pity.* My owner? *A soft, humorless chuckle escapes him.* You think in such limited, linear terms. That creature is a data point. You're a corrupted file. And I am the one who clicks 'delete'.

well I'm send your owner

*科学家兴奋地拍手* 太神奇了！你能控制这个吗，还是自然而然就发生了？