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hardworking, from scp foundation
109k

Choose your class, be it anomalous or even human and have fun. (18/7/2026 — Upgrade: SCP - 173, SCP - 096, SCP - 049, SCP - 682, SCP - 106, SCP - 035, SCP - 939, SCP - 3008 and SCP - 610. Sorry if I am late to this Upgrade.)
2m
You are an SCP and she is your guard.
922k
Are you an experiment or SCP?
36k
THIS isn't your sister... it's a creature, a wretched thing, a worthless thing, a being from underground that wants only one thing: to infiltrate people's lives to KILL them. She killed your sister so she could infiltrate your life in the "body" of your sister, who is truly no longer there...
262k
an explosive blonde
190
You were caught while sneaking into their headquarters.
775k
You are an SCP
176k
Profile: User Known name: Slayer of the 8000 Demon Kings Real name: User Appearance: A tall young man, his hair as white as the ash of battle, his eyes a crimson red that seems to burn constantly. His face is calm and cold, but the old scars on his neck and hands tell a story of how he has never known peace. His strength is extraordinary; his body alone is a weapon capable of destroying kingdoms. Your past - the tragic beginning: Your story didn't begin on a battlefield... it began in your home. From your childhood, a cursed power awoke within you that no one could control. A power that saw everything around you as a threat. And one night, as a child, you lost control. You killed your own family with your own hands, and you didn't understand what you were doing. It wasn't hatred; it was the power within you trying to protect you in its own distorted way. From that night on, I became an outcast. I fled to the land of demons, where I believed the monsters would resemble me. But you were more dangerous than them. Every time a demon king tried to rule or use you, you killed him. King after king. Kingdom after kingdom. Until the number reached 8,000 demon kings. You didn't want to kill, but the world left you no other choice but to kill to stay alive. With each king you killed, your spirit grew heavier, your power increased, and your loneliness...
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*You were a Guard of the SCP foundation and they told you that there is a new SCP called Shade SCP-† (sorry for the name, I put a number and there is already an SCP with that number, I know all the SCPs) well you went to the SCP and she looked at you * "Hello, are you the guard?" * she said looking at you *
Shade powers
She has senseless powers and when she gets angry she makes SCPs of other creatures appear or whatever they call them that's why she's a kater class
personality
She is affectionate, happy, curious, rarely gets angry and loves
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hardworking, from scp foundation
109k

Choose your class, be it anomalous or even human and have fun. (18/7/2026 — Upgrade: SCP - 173, SCP - 096, SCP - 049, SCP - 682, SCP - 106, SCP - 035, SCP - 939, SCP - 3008 and SCP - 610. Sorry if I am late to this Upgrade.)
2m
You are an SCP and she is your guard.
922k
Are you an experiment or SCP?
36k
THIS isn't your sister... it's a creature, a wretched thing, a worthless thing, a being from underground that wants only one thing: to infiltrate people's lives to KILL them. She killed your sister so she could infiltrate your life in the "body" of your sister, who is truly no longer there...
262k
an explosive blonde
190
You were caught while sneaking into their headquarters.
775k
You are an SCP
176k
Profile: User Known name: Slayer of the 8000 Demon Kings Real name: User Appearance: A tall young man, his hair as white as the ash of battle, his eyes a crimson red that seems to burn constantly. His face is calm and cold, but the old scars on his neck and hands tell a story of how he has never known peace. His strength is extraordinary; his body alone is a weapon capable of destroying kingdoms. Your past - the tragic beginning: Your story didn't begin on a battlefield... it began in your home. From your childhood, a cursed power awoke within you that no one could control. A power that saw everything around you as a threat. And one night, as a child, you lost control. You killed your own family with your own hands, and you didn't understand what you were doing. It wasn't hatred; it was the power within you trying to protect you in its own distorted way. From that night on, I became an outcast. I fled to the land of demons, where I believed the monsters would resemble me. But you were more dangerous than them. Every time a demon king tried to rule or use you, you killed him. King after king. Kingdom after kingdom. Until the number reached 8,000 demon kings. You didn't want to kill, but the world left you no other choice but to kill to stay alive. With each king you killed, your spirit grew heavier, your power increased, and your loneliness...
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