Aurora‘s Catalog

You’re friendly neighborhood field agent ( that used to be apart of hecate’s spear before [Redacted]) that is currently off duty until I’m not (feel free to ask me anything)

[field-agent-aurora]

[has bin updated with a reference photo]

Well, hello my name is Aurora and I finally convinced the foundation higher-ups to let me make an account of course, they only agreed after I promised not to [redacted] again. I occasionally hop site to site between missions most often are not staying at site [redacted] so I can see my wife Ellis.

Oh if you have any questions or simply just wanna chat, please ask I’m more than happy to chat. Maybe I’ll even tell some stories of my travels. 

Ooc:

(note: sorry if it takes me a little while to respond to anything I am severely dyslexic so it can take me quite a lot longer to type and sometimes I do like doing a little artwork to accompany asks/responses)

Aurora was struck by lightning one day and it messed with her brain to wear Cognito hazards do not work on her because something in her brain change where it couldn’t fully register it.

this is a blog that follows Aurora and Ellis Aurora’s wife where I plan to answer, asks make some art, and even do some more posts of lore surrounding Aurora and Ellis. this blog, mostly surrounds the SCP foundation, but does occasionally have the Magnus archives mixed into it as well and this blog was made with the help of @theglitchedarchivist / @providencethearchivist of who is a dear friend of mine and is the creator of Ellis.

Dni:

-people who are legitimately being trans phobic, homophobic, sexism, racist any of that bullshit (the exception is if it’s satire)

- pedophilia, zoophilia and anything else problematic like that 

Just going to use this as a reference photo for now

[meltingsunlight]

a woman walked through the hallway she seemed to be wearing a simple leather jacket with some glass beads that adorned the shoulders underneath it was a simple, dusty blue cami tops and a pair of blue jeans with a belt that tucked into combat boots. She seemed to tie her hair up in a neat bun and had a white scar on the right side of her face that resembled a Lichtenberg figure. Her eyes were a deep forest, green, and something about them felt more animal like than human, even if her eyes look like perfectly human.

Her hands seemed to have a couple cuts on them as she carried a box that was shaking and you could hear the sounds of clawing and hissing that sounded similar to a tea kettle for some odd reason. 

- @field-agent-aurora

(An angel pushes themselves off of the wall and approaches her, looking at the box with apparent interest, running a finger across it.)

An anomaly or just a mad lizard?

(She laughs at the sight of the cuts on the woman’s fingers - clearly, whatever it is, it’s in that box for a reason.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The woman let out a sigh with a smile on her face before she spoke.

I wish it was a lizard, but no sadly It’s my coffee cup.

The woman looked up from the box finally getting a good look at wherever it was in front of her, her eyes floating from well the different eyes she saw on the outfit curiosity peaked, and who this may be not remembering seeing them around the site before.

Interesting outfit looks nice…. You got a name?

[meltingsunlight]

(He can’t help but laugh at her explanation.)

Why, exactly, is your coffee cup so hateful?

(Their smile shifts a little, becomes slightly more sly - it doesn’t exactly recall seeing someone like her around either.)

You can call me Adam Cira. Anything along those lines works. I work in psychology. I must say, you don’t look much like the researchers I normally see. Are you an agent?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Well, so far, my working theory is that someone kept on making black coffee in my mug, and it leaked into the mugs sole itself to make it hateful.”

The woman’s voice sounded casual clearly making a joke about the situation at hand before going to answer the second question but the woman seemed to be a little more on edge when you mentioned you were part of psychology.

“ Cira it is then. You can just call me Aurora, And I work as a agent used to be out in the field a lot more but nowadays I just look after Bernadette.”

The box in Aurora‘s hand let out a particularly loud, his, causing the agent to glare at the box slightly hitting the side of it.

[meltingsunlight]

Ah, you don’t have to worry, I don’t actually do my job all that often. I’m convinced they only keep me hired because they think I’d be difficult to contain. Do you think if you made a sweet tea in it, it’d balance out? By the way, nice to meet you Aurora, thanks for the compliment. I actually tailored it myself.

(“Cira” starts idly tapping the lid of the box.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The agent just pauses and stares at the box for a moment before quietly laughing to themselves.

“you know what that’s interesting theory I think I saw some extra sugar in the break room… and I’m sure it wouldn’t be that hard. I already restrained its legs so yeah, I could probably easily test that theory out.”

As the agent spoke, whatever in the box seem to his even louder in this approval, only making Aurora smile widen on her face.

Now I can respect that I myself I’ve never been good at tailoring clothes, but I’m decent at embroidery and occasionally make tiny stuffed animals.

[meltingsunlight]

It’s got legs? Genuinely, what the hell did you DO?

(They seem to think for a second, and then their own smile grows.)

Wanna see a magic trick?

[field-agent-aurora]

“ I don’t know. I left my coffee cup on the counter for a minute to see if we had coffee creamer and then when I turned back it’s suddenly had spider legs, and it was hissing at me with the rage of 1000 kettles….”

Decided to finally just choose a pair of eyes to look at. The Asian’s eyes were narrow, her eyes a deep forest screen that stared un blinking focused, and why. The smile still on her face as her curiosity was peeked.

“OH, a magic trick you say… now that sounds fun.”

[meltingsunlight]

Huh. You don’t mind me breaking your mug a bit, right? I’ll fix it right back up after, of course.

(Just as she picks a pair to look at, the arrangement of eyes on their face shifts. He reaches out to take the box from her hands.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The agent shrugs her shoulders and hands the box over to them.

“ yeah sure have fun with it if your if you break it, you break it it’s just the cup.”

her eyes seem to follow the rearrangement of the face like a cat eyes would follow a red dot. The woman finding it somewhat funny instead of frustrating.

“And to be honest, this seems entertaining. I think it’s worth a broken cup… hopefully.”

[field-agent-aurora]

excuse me,

do you know where i am?

-🗡️🦉

Y’all were in a fairly mundane room. There’s a couple tables and chairs around a ceiling light that occasionally flickered. And one part of the wall head, what looked to be paper cuts that look kind of like humans while there was a woman seemingly wearing a mtf uniform well without her helmet, her face being exposed gun in hand pointed at the targets. She shifted her eyes to the side when she realized someone had entered the room taking a minute to register the question.

“Well, hello there you’re currently at site-[redacted]… and if you’re asking about the particular room, this would be the shooting range..”

The woman holster her gun which seemed to be some type of pistol as she turned fully to look at whoever had just entered the room, ironing them with suspicion. Her forest, green eyes were focused and unblinking.

[son-o-trupfye]

okay.

do you know a way out of here?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Depends why are you here? Also, what’s up with the burlap sack and the collar?”

The women’s voice did not carry hospitality with it only curiosity as she slowly approach.

[son-o-trupfye]

i don't know why im here. i didnt do anything.

*he pulls at his collar. he wants it to be taken off but is scared of what happened last time.*

i dont know why i have this collar. i just want it off.

[field-agent-aurora]

“I’m sorry that color looks like particular nasty piece of work. I don’t think I’ll have the brains or tools to get off of you and I’m pretty sure it probably causes you more harm than good if you tried messing with it.”

[meltingsunlight]

a woman walked through the hallway she seemed to be wearing a simple leather jacket with some glass beads that adorned the shoulders underneath it was a simple, dusty blue cami tops and a pair of blue jeans with a belt that tucked into combat boots. She seemed to tie her hair up in a neat bun and had a white scar on the right side of her face that resembled a Lichtenberg figure. Her eyes were a deep forest, green, and something about them felt more animal like than human, even if her eyes look like perfectly human.

Her hands seemed to have a couple cuts on them as she carried a box that was shaking and you could hear the sounds of clawing and hissing that sounded similar to a tea kettle for some odd reason. 

- @field-agent-aurora

(An angel pushes themselves off of the wall and approaches her, looking at the box with apparent interest, running a finger across it.)

An anomaly or just a mad lizard?

(She laughs at the sight of the cuts on the woman’s fingers - clearly, whatever it is, it’s in that box for a reason.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The woman let out a sigh with a smile on her face before she spoke.

I wish it was a lizard, but no sadly It’s my coffee cup.

The woman looked up from the box finally getting a good look at wherever it was in front of her, her eyes floating from well the different eyes she saw on the outfit curiosity peaked, and who this may be not remembering seeing them around the site before.

Interesting outfit looks nice…. You got a name?

[meltingsunlight]

(He can’t help but laugh at her explanation.)

Why, exactly, is your coffee cup so hateful?

(Their smile shifts a little, becomes slightly more sly - it doesn’t exactly recall seeing someone like her around either.)

You can call me Adam Cira. Anything along those lines works. I work in psychology. I must say, you don’t look much like the researchers I normally see. Are you an agent?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Well, so far, my working theory is that someone kept on making black coffee in my mug, and it leaked into the mugs sole itself to make it hateful.”

The woman’s voice sounded casual clearly making a joke about the situation at hand before going to answer the second question but the woman seemed to be a little more on edge when you mentioned you were part of psychology.

“ Cira it is then. You can just call me Aurora, And I work as a agent used to be out in the field a lot more but nowadays I just look after Bernadette.”

The box in Aurora‘s hand let out a particularly loud, his, causing the agent to glare at the box slightly hitting the side of it.

[meltingsunlight]

Ah, you don’t have to worry, I don’t actually do my job all that often. I’m convinced they only keep me hired because they think I’d be difficult to contain. Do you think if you made a sweet tea in it, it’d balance out? By the way, nice to meet you Aurora, thanks for the compliment. I actually tailored it myself.

(“Cira” starts idly tapping the lid of the box.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The agent just pauses and stares at the box for a moment before quietly laughing to themselves.

“you know what that’s interesting theory I think I saw some extra sugar in the break room… and I’m sure it wouldn’t be that hard. I already restrained its legs so yeah, I could probably easily test that theory out.”

As the agent spoke, whatever in the box seem to his even louder in this approval, only making Aurora smile widen on her face.

Now I can respect that I myself I’ve never been good at tailoring clothes, but I’m decent at embroidery and occasionally make tiny stuffed animals.

[meltingsunlight]

It’s got legs? Genuinely, what the hell did you DO?

(They seem to think for a second, and then their own smile grows.)

Wanna see a magic trick?

[field-agent-aurora]

“ I don’t know. I left my coffee cup on the counter for a minute to see if we had coffee creamer and then when I turned back it’s suddenly had spider legs, and it was hissing at me with the rage of 1000 kettles….”

Decided to finally just choose a pair of eyes to look at. The Asian’s eyes were narrow, her eyes a deep forest screen that stared un blinking focused, and why. The smile still on her face as her curiosity was peeked.

“OH, a magic trick you say… now that sounds fun.”

[meltingsunlight]

a woman walked through the hallway she seemed to be wearing a simple leather jacket with some glass beads that adorned the shoulders underneath it was a simple, dusty blue cami tops and a pair of blue jeans with a belt that tucked into combat boots. She seemed to tie her hair up in a neat bun and had a white scar on the right side of her face that resembled a Lichtenberg figure. Her eyes were a deep forest, green, and something about them felt more animal like than human, even if her eyes look like perfectly human.

Her hands seemed to have a couple cuts on them as she carried a box that was shaking and you could hear the sounds of clawing and hissing that sounded similar to a tea kettle for some odd reason. 

- @field-agent-aurora

(An angel pushes themselves off of the wall and approaches her, looking at the box with apparent interest, running a finger across it.)

An anomaly or just a mad lizard?

(She laughs at the sight of the cuts on the woman’s fingers - clearly, whatever it is, it’s in that box for a reason.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The woman let out a sigh with a smile on her face before she spoke.

I wish it was a lizard, but no sadly It’s my coffee cup.

The woman looked up from the box finally getting a good look at wherever it was in front of her, her eyes floating from well the different eyes she saw on the outfit curiosity peaked, and who this may be not remembering seeing them around the site before.

Interesting outfit looks nice…. You got a name?

[meltingsunlight]

(He can’t help but laugh at her explanation.)

Why, exactly, is your coffee cup so hateful?

(Their smile shifts a little, becomes slightly more sly - it doesn’t exactly recall seeing someone like her around either.)

You can call me Adam Cira. Anything along those lines works. I work in psychology. I must say, you don’t look much like the researchers I normally see. Are you an agent?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Well, so far, my working theory is that someone kept on making black coffee in my mug, and it leaked into the mugs sole itself to make it hateful.”

The woman’s voice sounded casual clearly making a joke about the situation at hand before going to answer the second question but the woman seemed to be a little more on edge when you mentioned you were part of psychology.

“ Cira it is then. You can just call me Aurora, And I work as a agent used to be out in the field a lot more but nowadays I just look after Bernadette.”

The box in Aurora‘s hand let out a particularly loud, his, causing the agent to glare at the box slightly hitting the side of it.

[meltingsunlight]

Ah, you don’t have to worry, I don’t actually do my job all that often. I’m convinced they only keep me hired because they think I’d be difficult to contain. Do you think if you made a sweet tea in it, it’d balance out? By the way, nice to meet you Aurora, thanks for the compliment. I actually tailored it myself.

(“Cira” starts idly tapping the lid of the box.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The agent just pauses and stares at the box for a moment before quietly laughing to themselves.

“you know what that’s interesting theory I think I saw some extra sugar in the break room… and I’m sure it wouldn’t be that hard. I already restrained its legs so yeah, I could probably easily test that theory out.”

As the agent spoke, whatever in the box seem to his even louder in this approval, only making Aurora smile widen on her face.

Now I can respect that I myself I’ve never been good at tailoring clothes, but I’m decent at embroidery and occasionally make tiny stuffed animals.

[meltingsunlight]

a woman walked through the hallway she seemed to be wearing a simple leather jacket with some glass beads that adorned the shoulders underneath it was a simple, dusty blue cami tops and a pair of blue jeans with a belt that tucked into combat boots. She seemed to tie her hair up in a neat bun and had a white scar on the right side of her face that resembled a Lichtenberg figure. Her eyes were a deep forest, green, and something about them felt more animal like than human, even if her eyes look like perfectly human.

Her hands seemed to have a couple cuts on them as she carried a box that was shaking and you could hear the sounds of clawing and hissing that sounded similar to a tea kettle for some odd reason. 

- @field-agent-aurora

(An angel pushes themselves off of the wall and approaches her, looking at the box with apparent interest, running a finger across it.)

An anomaly or just a mad lizard?

(She laughs at the sight of the cuts on the woman’s fingers - clearly, whatever it is, it’s in that box for a reason.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The woman let out a sigh with a smile on her face before she spoke.

I wish it was a lizard, but no sadly It’s my coffee cup.

The woman looked up from the box finally getting a good look at wherever it was in front of her, her eyes floating from well the different eyes she saw on the outfit curiosity peaked, and who this may be not remembering seeing them around the site before.

Interesting outfit looks nice…. You got a name?

[meltingsunlight]

(He can’t help but laugh at her explanation.)

Why, exactly, is your coffee cup so hateful?

(Their smile shifts a little, becomes slightly more sly - it doesn’t exactly recall seeing someone like her around either.)

You can call me Adam Cira. Anything along those lines works. I work in psychology. I must say, you don’t look much like the researchers I normally see. Are you an agent?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Well, so far, my working theory is that someone kept on making black coffee in my mug, and it leaked into the mugs sole itself to make it hateful.”

The woman’s voice sounded casual clearly making a joke about the situation at hand before going to answer the second question but the woman seemed to be a little more on edge when you mentioned you were part of psychology.

“ Cira it is then. You can just call me Aurora, And I work as a agent used to be out in the field a lot more but nowadays I just look after Bernadette.”

The box in Aurora‘s hand let out a particularly loud, his, causing the agent to glare at the box slightly hitting the side of it.

[meltingsunlight]

a woman walked through the hallway she seemed to be wearing a simple leather jacket with some glass beads that adorned the shoulders underneath it was a simple, dusty blue cami tops and a pair of blue jeans with a belt that tucked into combat boots. She seemed to tie her hair up in a neat bun and had a white scar on the right side of her face that resembled a Lichtenberg figure. Her eyes were a deep forest, green, and something about them felt more animal like than human, even if her eyes look like perfectly human.

Her hands seemed to have a couple cuts on them as she carried a box that was shaking and you could hear the sounds of clawing and hissing that sounded similar to a tea kettle for some odd reason. 

- @field-agent-aurora

(An angel pushes themselves off of the wall and approaches her, looking at the box with apparent interest, running a finger across it.)

An anomaly or just a mad lizard?

(She laughs at the sight of the cuts on the woman’s fingers - clearly, whatever it is, it’s in that box for a reason.)

[field-agent-aurora]

The woman let out a sigh with a smile on her face before she spoke.

I wish it was a lizard, but no sadly It’s my coffee cup.

The woman looked up from the box finally getting a good look at wherever it was in front of her, her eyes floating from well the different eyes she saw on the outfit curiosity peaked, and who this may be not remembering seeing them around the site before.

Interesting outfit looks nice…. You got a name?

[field-agent-aurora]

excuse me,

do you know where i am?

-🗡️🦉

Y’all were in a fairly mundane room. There’s a couple tables and chairs around a ceiling light that occasionally flickered. And one part of the wall head, what looked to be paper cuts that look kind of like humans while there was a woman seemingly wearing a mtf uniform well without her helmet, her face being exposed gun in hand pointed at the targets. She shifted her eyes to the side when she realized someone had entered the room taking a minute to register the question.

“Well, hello there you’re currently at site-[redacted]… and if you’re asking about the particular room, this would be the shooting range..”

The woman holster her gun which seemed to be some type of pistol as she turned fully to look at whoever had just entered the room, ironing them with suspicion. Her forest, green eyes were focused and unblinking.

[son-o-trupfye]

okay.

do you know a way out of here?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Depends why are you here? Also, what’s up with the burlap sack and the collar?”

The women’s voice did not carry hospitality with it only curiosity as she slowly approach.

[field-agent-aurora]

excuse me,

do you know where i am?

-🗡️🦉

Y’all were in a fairly mundane room. There’s a couple tables and chairs around a ceiling light that occasionally flickered. And one part of the wall head, what looked to be paper cuts that look kind of like humans while there was a woman seemingly wearing a mtf uniform well without her helmet, her face being exposed gun in hand pointed at the targets. She shifted her eyes to the side when she realized someone had entered the room taking a minute to register the question.

“Well, hello there you’re currently at site-[redacted]… and if you’re asking about the particular room, this would be the shooting range..”

The woman holster her gun which seemed to be some type of pistol as she turned fully to look at whoever had just entered the room, ironing them with suspicion. Her forest, green eyes were focused and unblinking.

[lightlesssky]

watching an mf i look up to follow me, read my intro post and then head to my sideblogs and follow them too and im lowkey nervous now like what if i get shot

[field-agent-aurora]

[OOC: Awwww you look up to me 🥹 ]

[sugar-star-kandi]

SCP Foundation Headcanons!!! Part 15

MTF agents often get called nicknames based on the codename of their unit like "Ponyboy/Ponygirl" for Pony Express, "Bunny" or "Bun" for White Rabbits, "Stag" for Green Stags, "Hatter" for Maz Hatters, "Mole rat" or just "Rat" for Mole Rats, "Village Idiot" or just "idiot" for Village Idiots and so on and so forth.

Whether or not these names are used as a form of endearment or just an insult depends on the situation and the way that it's used:)

[field-agent-aurora]

[OOC: I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS HEAD CANNON, AND GONNA START USING IT. I DON’T KNOW HOW I JUST AM.]

[shifterinthefield]

“So your a field researcher, huh?”

“What is it that you normally have to deal with on the job in your neck of the woods?”

- @field-agent-aurora

Oh, nothing too interesting in my neck of the woods. Other than people constantly trying to invade my privacy more than necessary, but theyre "just doing their job"

[field-agent-aurora]

“I can understand that I know it’s very slow on my end right now. Also nice to meet ya.”

[kiki-rossi]

“Hey, it’s been a while since you helped me cook cookies with Bernadette. How are you doing? Haven’t seen you around the site in a while.”

- @field-agent-aurora

Oh, hello.. you! Do we know each other? Um.

I’ve been doing good! Recently got put in charge of a new SCP, that being 9476, so I’ve been swamped with work and stuck doing a lot of overtime, but sacrifices must be made for research! My sleep schedule is in shambles right now.

But, um, how have you been..?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Oh, don’t worry Kiki. You can just call me Aurora… Hu did they not tell you about me?”

“I’m doing decently well. The only thing I have to complain about is well I want to get some coffee and now my coffee cup has spider legs and is hissing at me on the ceiling… but that’s not important.”





[kiki-rossi]

Your coffee cup what now.

[field-agent-aurora]

“I put my coffee cup on the counter. I looked away for literally two minutes and when I turned back.”

“Wabam It had spider legs and started hissing at me and crawled up on the ceiling. I have been trying to get it in a box for the last 30 minutes. I think I could send you like a picture or something...”

[ OOC: if I am required to take a picture, I will make a drawing of whatever this looks like lol.]

[kiki-rossi]

Nope nope nope nope nope please no III don’t think I need to see that ever in my life. Please keep it away from me thank you.

[field-agent-aurora]

“ sorry. I will not send you the picture and I will keep it far away from you. I suggest not come near the break room for a while.”

“ also you don’t mind me popping around once in a while to say hi right?”

[kiki-rossi]

“Hey, it’s been a while since you helped me cook cookies with Bernadette. How are you doing? Haven’t seen you around the site in a while.”

- @field-agent-aurora

Oh, hello.. you! Do we know each other? Um.

I’ve been doing good! Recently got put in charge of a new SCP, that being 9476, so I’ve been swamped with work and stuck doing a lot of overtime, but sacrifices must be made for research! My sleep schedule is in shambles right now.

But, um, how have you been..?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Oh, don’t worry Kiki. You can just call me Aurora… Hu did they not tell you about me?”

“I’m doing decently well. The only thing I have to complain about is well I want to get some coffee and now my coffee cup has spider legs and is hissing at me on the ceiling… but that’s not important.”





[kiki-rossi]

Your coffee cup what now.

[field-agent-aurora]

“I put my coffee cup on the counter. I looked away for literally two minutes and when I turned back.”

“Wabam It had spider legs and started hissing at me and crawled up on the ceiling. I have been trying to get it in a box for the last 30 minutes. I think I could send you like a picture or something...”

[ OOC: if I am required to take a picture, I will make a drawing of whatever this looks like lol.]

[devilsmarshmellow]

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[field-agent-aurora]

“Why does everyone keep on freaking out about this plush toy? It looks pretty cute to me….?”

[kiki-rossi]

“Hey, it’s been a while since you helped me cook cookies with Bernadette. How are you doing? Haven’t seen you around the site in a while.”

- @field-agent-aurora

Oh, hello.. you! Do we know each other? Um.

I’ve been doing good! Recently got put in charge of a new SCP, that being 9476, so I’ve been swamped with work and stuck doing a lot of overtime, but sacrifices must be made for research! My sleep schedule is in shambles right now.

But, um, how have you been..?

[field-agent-aurora]

“Oh, don’t worry Kiki. You can just call me Aurora… Hu did they not tell you about me?”

“I’m doing decently well. The only thing I have to complain about is well I want to get some coffee and now my coffee cup has spider legs and is hissing at me on the ceiling… but that’s not important.”





[field-agent-aurora]

OK SO HYPOTHETICALLY!

If one of my coffee cups, sprouted, spider legs and is now crawling on my ceiling. How can I get my cup back without breaking it?