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It was early in the morning, the sun barely dangling above in the sky. The air was fresh and cold, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable temperature that would bite at the skin.
The lights for the facility had shifted from nighttime mode to day, being blinding to those who were asleep at this hour. In one end of the facility, where all the D-Class were contained, was a frail child with multicolored and freckle coated skin, pearly white hair, and a soft smile that always greeted day. This child was sitting in the containment area they were assigned to with the other D-Class personnel, as the doors had been opened.
A scientist who worked in the facility had released them to the cafeteria zone, in which this would be where they shall start the day. Only D-Class and SCPs that could wander freely that were peaceful would be able to reach this area while D-Class infested the scene for the morning meal. The meal before the tests began to run.
@lemonvanillatea
Okay let's pray I did this correct-
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The young child-like SCP paced around their simple containment, waiting for 'Miss Pipplynn' to arrive. The SCP was a safe class, however, due to their young age, they normally went around with Dr. Pipplynn, as she normally was able to keep up with them. So. They couldn't roam freely. The SCP in question was dubbed as SCP- 593.
'Moths' fluttered around their body as they pace boredly, dragging their comfort blanket along on the floor, which was carpeted. The child continued to pace, until getting tired of waiting. The impatient child marched up to the door, and kicked it a bit.
"Open says me!"
The child hissed, clutching their blanket as they bounce in their stance a bit. They frown when the door doesn't open. The moths around them seem to shift, and cluster in a corner.
"OPEN SAYS ME!"
Yeah. It didn't work.
@magical--anons
The child was rushed down the halls with the other D-Class, not even having a moment to take a quick breath while they were forced to move. In their own opinion, they were always forced to be uncomfortably close to other people during transition through room to cafeteria. No matter.
Once they were released to the freedom of the cafeteria, the child wasted no time to get their meal from the lady. They didn’t accept any sort of food substance, but rather just a child sized thing of apple juice.
It was all they really wanted in the first place anyway. Once they finally received the small thing, they carefully placed the straw in their mouth, as the glided against the tiled floor to their favorite location in the facility; the cafeteria corner.
@lemonvanillatea
The child waited atleast five more minutes before giving up, and looking for something heavy to throw at the keycard thing. To make it open. They chose a plastic dinosaur toy they found somwhere else in the facility.
The child proceeded to freakin' throw the plastic dinosaur at the keycard box.
The dinosaur toy had actually BROKE the keycard thing, and the door opened. And stayed open. Ohno. What's gonna happen to the moths?-
Oh yeah! The child can command the moths.
They do just that, by saying, "Moths. Stay here. No leaving my room. Or I'll be mad at you."
They look at the moths in their pockets, and they blink. They then put the weighted blanket on like a cloak, and they walk down a hallway.
"You good moths go with me. No leaving my pocket unless I say it's okay!"
@magical--anons