Item Number: SCP-[----] "Bloody Mess"
Object Class: SAFE
Special Containment Procedure: Samples of SCP-[----] are to be held a hermetically sealed case #[4902] in Site-[73] biohazard vault. It is only to be removed by LVL-2 researchers or higher for the purposes of testing. Due to item's properties there is no risk of containment breach.
Description : SCP-[----] is a previously unknown chemical agent. When introduced to the bloodstream it serves as a strong and permanent anticoagulant. Effectively shutting down the natural soft tissue healing process of organisms affected by it, eventually resulting increased risk of fatality from internal &
This is a teaser of great things to come. Specifically The Chronicles of Nobody.
Which is the sordid adventures of Sir Justin Nobody. A misfortunate librarian to be named Nobody would go on to discover a magnificent device that transcends time & space. Allowing him to see amazing new worlds beyond his humble home and meet fascinating strange people.
He'll travel through the nine circles of hell while attempting to win over the hearts of 98 demonic sisters. Evade the pursuits of silent gentlemen. Exploring an incredible city completely automated with the percision of a Swiss watch. Is caught in the middle of a battle between three alchemis
SEP. 11, 2001 ANTIQUA, RHODE ISLAND 9:28AM
The scene is a small suburban town, population 2,784. A fifteen car pile up has the local authorities are attempting to control the situation.
Enter Hank Everyman also known as the town hero The Good Samaritan. Literally leaping to action he asks; What can I do to help?
We have most of the civilians safely out but there is somebody trapped underneath a car! A fireman replies.
Just as he finishes the sentence a nearby vehicle explodes and set the vehicle with the trapped person on fire.
Its going to blow! Get down! Yelled out another fireman.
My mind has nothing but contempt for the contraditcting nature of my heart.
I know the fact that I'am, and always will be alone,
but deep inside lies an undying ember of hope.
The unyeilding desire to find another.
No matter what I tell myself differently,
no matter how hard I try to kill it.
Drown it in sorrow,
strangle it with pain,
numb it with indifference.
I fear that it will remain smoldering,
Til My Dying Breath.