<Maggie, I don't think these people are affiliated with the organisation. The male's voice is unsteady.>
"Mmhm. I realized that, gregory." The C.H.I.H.O official replied. To an onlooker, it would have looked as though she was talking to nobody. She took out a small compact clipboard from her...
<So Maggie, if I'm correct, this is a primarily physical mission. The large number of hostiles means that there is no real attempt to find the head of the enemy forces, and thus no need to use a sleeper agent.>
Maggie Anderson sighed, insuring that the locator chip was fixed to the rock...
Thank you so much. The whole point of him is that in a list of character sheets with wolf-hybrids and cloaked 20-s something secret agents, there's a normal person who is a rock. I plan to use him properly in the roleplay past a joke.
With the endless additional lore (which isn't an inherently bad idea) wouldn't it get to the point where you can't understand certain aspects of the story without reading pages upon pages of lore?
Who said anything about a prank? I saw this interesting concept and I said "I can make a telepathic rock work with this".
I demand to be treated with equal respect, Gregory is a damn fine character and deserves to be made the hero of his rock-based dreams.
Gregory
Nickname;
"Rock."
Superhero/ Villain Alias;
"Rock."
Gender;
Rock.
Sexuality;
Rock.
Species
Rock.
Age
Unknown, but probably a rock.
Role;
"Sleeper Agent". Intelligence gatherer. Translator. Door stop.
Power;
One way telepathy, able to hear and comprehend language within a ten metre...
This is unpleasant.
These were the primary thoughts that had been running within BIOS's processor as it lay in the cold small rectangle. The odd-looking workers had been quick to find somewhere to make it another person's problem, and with little instruction on where exactly to place the strange...
badBIOS
": )"
Age
6 YEARS, 21 WEEKS, 4 DAYS, 9 HOURS, 42 MINUTES, 13 SECONDS...
Gender
"❌"
Year
KINDERGARTEN/FRESHMEN/LEARNING DEVICE
Sexuality
FAILED TO LOAD
Powers
TRANSMISSION OF PHYSICAL DATA THROUGH MODERN DEVICES/ADAPTIVE LEARNING/AMPLIFIED EMISSION OF SOUND FILES/MANIPULATION OF...
Painting Retrieved from SCP-2381-A 's retrieval point. Only documentation prior to containment displaying 2381-A's abnormal physicality.
SCP-2381-A ("Greg")
Role: SCP
Classification: Safe
Special Containment Procedures:
Subject is to be contained in a standardised humanoid containment...
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