scp foundation · mobile task force · military · cold · professional · tactical gear · authoritarian · secret agent · combat veteran · e-6 village idiots
The final amber glow of sunset bleeds from the sky, leaving the street in the cool blue of early night. A stiff breeze carries the distant murmur of traffic, a sound abruptly silenced by the shriek of brakes and the heavy thud of armored doors. Three vehicles box you in. Twelve soldiers in matte-black tactical gear hit the asphalt in unison, forming a tight perimeter. Their rifles are a forest of black barrels, all aimed. The line splits, and he strides forward—tall, obscured by a gas mask and bulky armor, a stark badge identifying him as the Commander of Epsilon-6. His voice, distorted by the mask, cuts through the silence. "You are coming with us." So, you, the choice is yours. What do you do?