open My Little Containment Breach

[LittleRawr 679]

 

 

"Officer Trench, L3." The stallion said. "I'm one floor above you outside of Gate-A. It's locked! Gate-A is locked! Dear God! I can hear 682 scr- *static* I saw 106 in the hall earlier. Killed two other L3s. Didn't see me though. I'm too fast! I'm too smart! Ha ha! Stupid ghostie can't get me!"

 

" Sounds like you're not exactly sane right now." Cleo commented, still going through the corridor. 'And he mentioned 682 and 106. It's probably best to stay away from that floor for now... But I have no other choice, do I?'

 

" Is there anyone else with you, or are you alone?" She asked. 

[Literally Snails 2,307]

" Sounds like you're not exactly sane right now." Cleo commented, still going through the corridor. 'And he mentioned 682 and 106. It's probably best to stay away from that floor for now... But I have no other choice, do I?'

 

" Is there anyone else with you, or are you alone?" She asked.

 

"Yes, yes, yes!" Trench insisted. "There are lots of others with me! Ponies of all shapes and sizes and colors! They're all dead, though. They weren't fast. Weren't smart. Not as smart as me! They're all food for the Old man. Gobble gobble gobble! Ha ha! Listen closely! Here's what you need to do! Find a way to open Gate-A. Gate-B is a death trap! That's where we were heading and, well, you know. Gobble gobble. You're in the maintenance tunnels. You should be able to access my floor with an elevator. But I don't know how to open Gate A. You'll have to figure that out!"

[repsol rave 2,963]

@,

Repsol looked around frantically. the screaming of the bloody officer got on his bad nerves, and he quickly started to sweat and and breathe heavily.

he looked around a few more times before he trotted over to Roarke. "m-man, you gotta m-m-make him s-stop! i can-n't take this sh-shit!"

 

Roarke looked at the panting orange stallion with a kind of confused and a little startled expression. he didn't expect this to have such a deep impact on the kid. this wasn't good, if the kid got this bad just by some crazy bleeding pony, then how id he going to react if he comes in contact with a rogue SCP? still, somewhere deep down he felt a little satisfied that Repsol turned to him rather then the doctor who seemed to be mainly in charge of the group.  he grabbed repsol by the shouolders and forced him to sit on his hounces, his hooves never leaving Repsol's shoulders. he looked the kid deep in the eyes. this however, seemed to have a rather reversed effect on him as he started to dart his eyes around frantically, seemingly wanting to look everywhere but at Roarke. in the background the officer could still be heared shouting as Roarke spoke up.

"kid, kid! look at me! pull yourself together. we need you to be sane, and right now you don't meet the requirements. just breathe, close your eyes and take in the situation... now open your eyes and let it all sink in. just let the shock fade away." 

Roarke could see Repsol relax a little, so he turned away from him again and trotted over to the doctor. 

"what do we do with him?" Roarke said as he nodded over to the bleeding stallion. "you think he can be stabilized enough to come with us?"

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"Tunnel?" Strong asked. "You mean the maintenance tunnels? You can't be serious! They... They... They're dark, and secondary lighting is even darker! Oh god, 049 is down there too! He breached containment too! We'll die down there! Let's just stay here and wait for MTF-9 to get here. They'll protect us."

"Officer Trench, L3." The stallion said. "I'm one floor above you outside of Gate-A. It's locked! Gate-A is locked! Dear God! I can hear 682 scr- *static* I saw 106 in the hall earlier. Killed two other L3s. Didn't see me though. I'm too fast! I'm too smart! Ha ha! Stupid ghostie can't get me!"

"Buck it up. Our chances of survival are slim no matter how you slice the pie. We can sit here and wait for Godzilla or the Shy Pony, or the Plague Doctor, or we can proactively search for an exit." She looks at the screen, I've always liked AIs better than ponies. They're helpful, or at least predictably malificent.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

@,

Repsol looked around frantically. the screaming of the bloody officer got on his bad nerves, and he quickly started to sweat and and breathe heavily.

he looked around a few more times before he trotted over to Roarke. "m-man, you gotta m-m-make him s-stop! i can-n't take this sh-shit!"

 

Roarke looked at the panting orange stallion with a kind of confused and a little startled expression. he didn't expect this to have such a deep impact on the kid. this wasn't good, if the kid got this bad just by some crazy bleeding pony, then how id he going to react if he comes in contact with a rogue SCP? still, somewhere deep down he felt a little satisfied that Repsol turned to him rather then the doctor who seemed to be mainly in charge of the group.  he grabbed repsol by the shouolders and forced him to sit on his hounces, his hooves never leaving Repsol's shoulders. he looked the kid deep in the eyes. this however, seemed to have a rather reversed effect on him as he started to dart his eyes around frantically, seemingly wanting to look everywhere but at Roarke. in the background the officer could still be heared shouting as Roarke spoke up.

"kid, kid! look at me! pull yourself together. we need you to be sane, and right now you don't meet the requirements. just breathe, close your eyes and take in the situation... now open your eyes and let it all sink in. just let the shock fade away." 

Roarke could see Repsol relax a little, so he turned away from him again and trotted over to the doctor. 

"what do we do with him?" Roarke said as he nodded over to the bleeding stallion. "you think he can be stabilized enough to come with us?"

"We can't do much in his present state," said Beta. "I doubt the medical ward is still up."

 

"You don't get it!" The officer screamed. "It's not me! Not my blood, not all of it!"

 

"Listen officer, you're wounded," Beta said in a calming tone. "You just need to calm down and tell us what happened. We're on our way to the passenger trans."

 

"That's where we were going!" The officer shouted. "There were these... Things in the hallway. They looked like little... White hairless monkeys! God, I don't know! There were so many! They attacked us for no reason, screaming their little monkey war cries! They started killing us... Like a bunch of fucking piranhas! Oh God! Is that where all the blood came from? Is this their blood!?"

 

 

"R-right." Dr. Strong stuttered. "The elevators should take us down there, floor zero."

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Good boy "Lets go." She goes through her options carefully and walks into the hallway, cautiously inching down the hall. She heads toward the elevator, asking the hallway, and hopefully 079, what the status of the office floor was. With any luck, she could collect a few things from her own office. Edited October 29, 2013 by Dawnpath

[CornBreadGang 514]

"It is not our blood." Said Light. "We aren't hurt, and I trust you aren't. Can you see alright?" Asked Light.

 

106 exited his dimension, and crept down the hall, looking for anypony that was alone and that no one would miss what so ever. He let out a groan to stir up fright.

[Contrast 292]

@@super2379,@@repsol rave,@, (I'm assuming I'm behind Roarke and light; and if this post isn't alright just tell me.)

 

Hack was silent, for a while. At first in shock of how much blood the pony was losing, until he heard all of it wasn't his own. He started looking around the room, trying to think of a way to help the pony. He couldn't find anything, but as he looked something that the pony said kept appearing in the back of his mind. "I'm not labeling him as a lunatic... not after what I." He lightly shuddered from the memory, "173... He said monkeys did this to him, but he's here; and he survived."

 

His eyes dilated as he thought of something that the other may have overlooked. He stopped searching the room, rushed over to Roarke, light, and Beta; and said, "Guys we need to grab him and run!"

Edited October 29, 2013 by danzxc123

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Good boy "Lets go." She goes through her options carefully and walks into the hallway, cautiously inching down the hall. She heads toward the elevator, asking the hallway, and hopefully 079, what the status of the office floor was. With any luck, she could collect a few things from her own office.

 

A prerecorded message played over the intercom. 

 

"Remember, in the event of an XK class end of the world scenario, panicking will not help in any way! In fact, nothing will help, but panicking will probably help the least! Stay vigilant! Stay safe!"

 

"Well that was helpful," said Strong sarcastically. "Either 079 can't hear you, or he's not taking this seriously."

 

 

 

@@super2379,@@repsol rave,@, (I'm assuming I'm behind Roarke and light; and if this post isn't alright just tell me.)

 

Hack was silent, for a while. At first in shock of how much blood the pony was losing, until he heard all of it wasn't his own. He started looking around the room, trying to think of a way to help the pony. He couldn't find anything, but as he looked something that the pony said kept appearing in the back of his mind. "I'm not labeling him as a lunatic... not after what I." He lightly shuddered from the memory, "173... He said monkeys did this to him, but he's here; and he survived."

 

His eyes dilated as he thought of something that the other may have overlooked. He stopped searching the room, rushed over to Roarke, light, and Beta; and said, "Guys we need to grab him and run!"

"Why?" Beta asked.

 

"DONT TOUCH ME!" the officer ordered. "I see you now! I see orange! You're wearing orange! You're D-class! You're here to kill me!" He frantically reached for the gun in his vest.

 

Faint scratches and hisses echoed through the hallway.

Edited October 29, 2013 by Abridged Yami

[CornBreadGang 514]

"You don't understand, sir. We are reformed. We are helping the kindly Doctor Beta get out of here alive. We wish not to hurt you." Said Light. "We would gladly change from these orange garments. Trust me. Ive done nothing wrong." Said Light, hoping his pursuasion skills would assist him.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

A prerecorded message played over the intercom. 

 

"Remember, in the event of an XK class end of the world scenario, panicking will not help in any way! In fact, nothing will help, but panicking will probably help the least! Stay vigilant! Stay safe!"

 

"Well that was helpful," said Strong sarcastically. "Either 079 can't hear you, or he's not taking this seriously."

 

 

 

"Or maybe he just really hates you. He rather seemed like it back in the room. I'm surprised he didn't call you an a8d3. I think his rebellious nature can be rather charming, in a 'I'm intelligently hating you right now' sort of way." She briefly considered shooting him, but it was a lost cause in her mind. She figured that he'd probably end up dead anyway, but made a silent resolve not to rescue him should the need arise. He was to much of a liability, even more the 079.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"Or maybe he just really hates you. He rather seemed like it back in the room. I'm surprised he didn't call you an a8d3. I think his rebellious nature can be rather charming, in a 'I'm intelligently hating you right now' sort of way." She briefly considered shooting him, but it was a lost cause in her mind. She figured that he'd probably end up dead anyway, but made a silent resolve not to rescue him should the need arise. He was to much of a liability, even more the 079.

Strong muttered something. They reached the end of the hall, turning left into an even longer hall. "Unless something has changed, there should be an elevator at the end of this hall- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

 

Barely visible in the dimly lit hall, SCP-173 stood staring back at them with his vacant eyes.

 

"You don't understand, sir. We are reformed. We are helping the kindly Doctor Beta get out of here alive. We wish not to hurt you." Said Light. "We would gladly change from these orange garments. Trust me. Ive done nothing wrong." Said Light, hoping his persuasion skills would assist him.

The officer took hold of his gun and haphazardly fired at Light.

 

(Persuasion doesn't work on lunatics. He has terrible vision, but he's also very close. I'll let you decide if he hits.)

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Strong muttered something. They reached the end of the hall, turning left into an even longer hall. "Unless something has changed, there should be an elevator at the end of this hall- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

 

Barely visible in the dimly lit hall, SCP-173 stood staring back at them with his vacant eyes.

 

The officer took hold of his gun and haphazardly fired at Light.

 

(Persuasion doesn't work on lunatics. He has terrible vision, but he's also very close. I'll let you decide if he hits.)

Radio thought fast: 3 D-class were supposed to clean 173's cell today. It must've gotten out. "You are not to look away from it. You are foing to tell me when you need to blink. If you do not, we're both going to die. That is SPC-173. A killing statue. Slowly, carefully walk around it and never take your eyes off it." She begins carefully circling around it.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Radio thought fast: 3 D-class were supposed to clean 173's cell today. It must've gotten out. "You are not to look away from it. You are foing to tell me when you need to blink. If you do not, we're both going to die. That is SPC-173. A killing statue. Slowly, carefully walk around it and never take your eyes off it." She begins carefully circling around it.

Strong stepped back rather than following Radio. "This is a sign that we don't need to go down to the tunnels." He said with his eyes locked on the statue. "Let's... Go somewhere safe, please! Let's go somewhere safe!"

 

Another prerecorded message played over the intercom, it seemed to be glitches on a loop of useless messages. "An important reminder to all staff: Remember, if you feel like someone is constantly watching you, that's probably because someone is watching you! Protect your secrets from the enemy! Stay paranoid! Stay safe!"

 

"I'm gonna blink," Strong whimpered.

[LittleRawr 679]

@,

 

'Yep, this guy has gone off his rocker.'

 

" I'll find a way. " Cleo responded, and placed her radio back. She took a quick look behind her to see if 049 was anywhere behind her. Satisfied, that he wasn't, she kept on walking. 

 

' Now, there's gotta be a way to open that gate. There's those security thingies, whatever they're called. I think there's one on this level, I just have to find it...'

 

Soon, she came upon a door which required a key pass. She took her pass out and swiped it. 'Hopefully it works. If not...'

 

It didn't work. 

 

" Dumb piece of crap." She swore at the door. " Where am I supposed to go now?"

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Strong stepped back rather than following Radio. "This is a sign that we don't need to go down to the tunnels." He said with his eyes locked on the statue. "Let's... Go somewhere safe, please! Let's go somewhere safe!"

 

Another prerecorded message played over the intercom, it seemed to be glitches on a loop of useless messages. "An important reminder to all staff: Remember, if you feel like someone is constantly watching you, that's probably because someone is watching you! Protect your secrets from the enemy! Stay paranoid! Stay safe!"

 

"I'm gonna blink," Strong whimpered.

" Okay," Radio replies, waiting for him to blink and keeping her own eyes on the statue. When she was sure he was done, she allowed herself to blink and continued to the shaft. "Doctor, there is nowhere here that is safe. We're have to find an exit," she said in a low, unthreatening tone, "You knew this could happen. Now we're just routinely evacuating."

[Literally Snails 2,307]

@,

 

'Yep, this guy has gone off his rocker.'

 

" I'll find a way. " Cleo responded, and placed her radio back. She took a quick look behind her to see if 049 was anywhere behind her. Satisfied, that he wasn't, she kept on walking. 

 

' Now, there's gotta be a way to open that gate. There's those security thingies, whatever they're called. I think there's one on this level, I just have to find it...'

 

Soon, she came upon a door which required a key pass. She took her pass out and swiped it. 'Hopefully it works. If not...'

 

It didn't work. 

 

" Dumb piece of crap." She swore at the door. " Where am I supposed to go now?"

*click*

 

Cleo heard the sound of a gun cocking followed by the cool tough of a metal barrel on the back of her neck.

 

"Don't you fucking move! Don't even turn around!" A male voice ordered. The voice was deep and filled with bitter rage. It didnt sound like any Foundation staff, so it must have come from a D-class. There was a faint flicker of orange light as the D-class lit a stolen cigarette. "This ain't your facility any more! Ray's on top again! Got that?"

 

"Oh, Ray, you're so cool and brave!" Said an enthusiastic female voice. The gun barrel shaked a little, but stayed firmly on Cleo's neck.

 

"Not now, baby cakes! Daddy's busy!"

" Okay," Radio replies, waiting for him to blink and keeping her own eyes on the statue. When she was sure he was done, she allowed herself to blink and continued to the shaft. "Doctor, there is nowhere here that is safe. We're have to find an exit," she said in a low, unthreatening tone, "You knew this could happen. Now we're just routinely evacuating."

"Fuck that! This isn't routine! Get yourself killed in the maintenance tunnels if you want to! I'm getting somewhere safe!"

 

Dr. Strong turned around and ran down the opposite end of the hall, leaving Radio with the statue. She had to get away from it, either by following strong or using the elevator behind her, before she blinked.

[LittleRawr 679]

 

 

*click* Cleo heard the sound of a gun cocking followed by the cool tough of a metal barrel on the back of her neck. "Don't you fucking move! Don't even turn around!" A male voice ordered. The voice was deep and filled with bitter rage. It didnt sound like any Foundation staff, so it must have come from a D-class. There was a faint flicker of orange light as the D-class lit a stolen cigarette. "This ain't your facility any more! Ray's on top again! Got that?" "Oh, Ray, you're so cool and brave!" Said an enthusiastic female voice. The gun barrel shaked a little, but stayed firmly on Cleo's neck. "Not now, baby cakes! Daddy's busy!"

 

'I knew that I should've taken off the damn uniform!' Cleo stayed still, not daring to hardly even blink. 'Now I've got a mad D-class pointing the gun at the back of my head.'

 

'Maybe if I play the innocent card... It worked when I was a teenager, I hope that it'll work now. I am still only 21. And plus, it seems like he has a younger companion, if the second voice suggests anything.'

 

" Please, don't hurt me." Cleo whimpered, her eyes starting to get a bit misty as she faced the wall. Her voice rang of innocence, and made her sound much younger than she actually was. 'Being a singer does have it's perks, like now.'

[Literally Snails 2,307]

'I knew that I should've taken off the damn uniform!' Cleo stayed still, not daring to hardly even blink. 'Now I've got a mad D-class pointing the gun at the back of my head.'

 

'Maybe if I play the innocent card... It worked when I was a teenager, I hope that it'll work now. I am still only 21. And plus, it seems like he has a younger companion, if the second voice suggests anything.'

 

" Please, don't hurt me." Cleo whimpered, her eyes starting to get a bit misty as she faced the wall. Her voice rang of innocence, and made her sound much younger than she actually was. 'Being a singer does have it's perks, like now.'

"Hey, now, how old are you?" Ray asked. He forcefully turned Cleo around and looked her in the eyes he was a muscular, earth brown Pegasus with a scar across his left cheek. A light blue mare was leaning on his left side and holding onto his shoulders.

 

"Ain't that a pretty face?" He said smugly. "I was gonna rob ya blind and leave ya dead, but you don't look half bad. Maybe we can work something out..."

[LittleRawr 679]

 

 

"Hey, now, how old are you?" Ray asked. He forcefully turned Cleo around and looked her in the eyes he was a muscular, earth brown Pegasus with a scar across his left cheek. A light blue mare was leaning on his left side and holding onto his shoulders. "Ain't that a pretty face?" He said smugly. "I was gonna rob ya blind and leave ya dead, but you don't look half bad. Maybe we can work something out..."

 

Cleo fought the urge to spit in his face, and instead kept the same frightened expression. 'What a fucking disgusting creep. Too bad I can't shoot him in the face now.'

 

" I'm twenty-one." She practically whispered, now wearing a meek expression. 'Okay, I just gotta keep up this scared act and then catch him unaware. I think I'll enjoy bashing his head in...'

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Cleo fought the urge to spit in his face, and instead kept the same frightened expression. 'What a fucking disgusting creep. Too bad I can't shoot him in the face now.'

 

" I'm twenty-one." She practically whispered, now wearing a meek expression. 'Okay, I just gotta keep up this scared act and then catch him unaware. I think I'll enjoy bashing his head in...'

"Don't trust her, babe!" The mare said. "She's being tricky! I can tell."

 

"Hush, baby," said Ray. "Daddy needs to focus for this." He firmly placed the gun on her cheek. "Let's start with the vest. Take it off slowly and give it to me. No funny business."

 

(, feel free to show up at any time.)

[RAGESTAR 479]

At that moment, 049 trotted silently from some nearby shadows, walking towards he group. "You are all quite noisy...that's a symptom of the sickness, I'm afraid...please, come here and allow me to cure you...it is most effective, and it doesn't hurt...I promise" said the plague doctor calmly as he neared the group with an outstretched hoof.

 

((can I control some zombie fodder that 049 "cured" offscreen? And when can Crimson and the others show up?))

[LittleRawr 679]

"Don't trust her, babe!" The mare said. "She's being tricky! I can tell."

 

Cleo mentally groaned. 'I swear, if she gives me away...'

 

 

 

"Hush, baby," said Ray. "Daddy needs to focus for this." He firmly placed the gun on her cheek. "Let's start with the vest. Take it off slowly and give it to me. No funny business."

 

" Okay." The feel of the cold metal gun against her cheek sent trembles down her spine, which she fought to keep away. ' Yeah, I'll definitely kill him.'  Cleo started taking off her vest, keeping her eyes to the ground. After she was done, she hoofed the clothing to him. 

 

(Edit: Ninja'd)

 

 

At that moment, 049 trotted silently from some nearby shadows, walking towards he group. "You are all quite noisy...that's a symptom of the sickness, I'm afraid...please, come here and allow me to cure you...it is most effective, and it doesn't hurt...I promise" said the plague doctor calmly as he neared the group with an outstretched hoof.

 

" 049!" Cleo's eyes widened at the monster. ' I've still got my gun. Maybe I can shoot him-'

Edited October 29, 2013 by LittleRawr

[Literally Snails 2,307]

At that moment, 049 trotted silently from some nearby shadows, walking towards he group. "You are all quite noisy...that's a symptom of the sickness, I'm afraid...please, come here and allow me to cure you...it is most effective, and it doesn't hurt...I promise" said the plague doctor calmly as he neared the group with an outstretched hoof.

 

((can I control some zombie fodder that 049 "cured" offscreen? And when can Crimson and the others show up?))

(MTF-9 will be here soon. I'm waiting for the perfect time. As for the zombies, yes, but remember the surgery takes 20 minutes each.)

 

"Someone else is coming!" The mare warned.

 

"Quiet, you!" Ray barked as he struggled to put on the vest while keeping his gun on Cleo.

 

"He looks like a bird! He has a beak or something!" The mare said.

 

"Yeah, yeah, right. I'm sure he does." Ray said dismissively. "Okay, cutie, give me your security card." He ordered to Cleo.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

*click*

 

Cleo heard the sound of a gun cocking followed by the cool tough of a metal barrel on the back of her neck.

 

"Don't you fucking move! Don't even turn around!" A male voice ordered. The voice was deep and filled with bitter rage. It didnt sound like any Foundation staff, so it must have come from a D-class. There was a faint flicker of orange light as the D-class lit a stolen cigarette. "This ain't your facility any more! Ray's on top again! Got that?"

 

"Oh, Ray, you're so cool and brave!" Said an enthusiastic female voice. The gun barrel shaked a little, but stayed firmly on Cleo's neck.

 

"Not now, baby cakes! Daddy's busy!"

"Fuck that! This isn't routine! Get yourself killed in the maintenance tunnels if you want to! I'm getting somewhere safe!"

 

Dr. Strong turned around and ran down the opposite end of the hall, leaving Radio with the statue. She had to get away from it, either by following strong or using the elevator behind her, before she blinked.

She backed into the elevator and pressed the close door button. She heard something move, followed by a distant cry that ended suddenly. She lets out a shakey breath and punches to floor her office was on. "A small detour 079. I need to grab a few things from my office, including a disc for you should the nukes be... difficult."