SCP Steve, containment breach

It took Christina five minutes to fully comprehend this fact.

Steve, the cube man, probably maybe, has some human element

But there is no doubt that he is definitely not a human being

Humans don't give diamonds and emeralds one by one, and they give them back as a box.

Humans also do not feel comfortable with SCP-096, or even develop emotions.

Do you think you're a reader of a website that can turn plants, animals, organic matter, ancient evil gods, unspeakable things, and even Mother Earth into the perfect wife who fully matches your own XP?

You're not, you're just a square person: you can't do it!

Well, Christina still can't accept Steve's call 096, or the unshadowed person, a "wife".

But beyond that, she confirmed that she was ready to talk to Steve in a calm manner.

She turned on her communicator and spoke to the voice across the microphone

"It has

been confirmed that the target SCP is SAFE and can interact with each other in a friendly manner, and no obvious anomalous phenomena have been observed for the time being, and the isolation door of the side-19 containment chamber has been opened. "

“...... drip ——.....".

A long beep came from the busy sound on the other side of the communicator, but it stopped suddenly, and the door still didn't look like it was about to open.

Christina frowned and repeated:

"Request to open the containment chamber door to SIDE-19, are there any special requests from 05? "

“...... drip ——.....".

The same chime sounded again, but the door still didn't open.

Just as Christina was about to speak again, the headphones rang again

“...... drip ——.....".

"Didi, Didi,

Didi, ——.....

".

"Didi——.....

".

Christina took off her headphones with lightning speed and jingle bell (9), preventing her poor eardrums from falling into her own hands without being deafened by SCPs of the sound type that could appear.

What's going on today, not only was 173 inexplicably terminated by an unlogged in SCP that inexplicably appeared, but there was also a problem with the busy phone call from the Emergency Office?

It can't be his fault, right?

Christina looked at Steve, who was stomping his feet in the containment chamber in a bit of boredom, and felt a little nervous.

She clenched the headphones in her hand and asked one last time to the other side:

"Parliament?05?What's wrong with you?".

If there is no answer this time, or if there is that strange dripping sound, Christina is ready to use Level 4 clearance to send the task force over...

Let's pacify Steve

This weird guy can't be allowed to do any more bells and whistles, it's messed up enough now!

“...... drip ——.....".

There was another chime on the other side, and just as Christina was about to hang up the communication and connect with the task force, a somewhat trembling voice finally came from the opposite side of the busy sound:

The Artificial Intelligence Application Department (AIAD) responded. This door is damaged. "

There was no prompt, no guidance, not even a decent reply, just a simple report to a department and hung up.

The feeling just now is that you are trying to open the door?

Are you angry? Are you anxious, are you anxious?

Christina chuckled, and there was a strange clanging sound at the gate.

Immediately after, there is the sound of iron shards falling to the ground, and Steve's simple and unpretentious magnetic voice (the old version of Steve will scream when he is attacked by a monster, which is indeed quite magnetic, but I don't know if there is still one.) )

"Don't stare at me like that, I'll pay for it. "

Although he knew that demolishing people's homes was an abominable act of bear children, he would be lit with sky lanterns and immersed in pig cages.

But Steve did get tired of waiting.

First, Andrew planned to make a deal with him, but he was temporarily transferred.

The new woman, Christina, hangs herself here again.

This ghost gate is still creaking.

Reminiscent of Andrew's words before leaving, the gate is broken. As soon as Steve summed it up, he probably couldn't open it, so he simply dug it out by himself.

Don't ask, it's the diamond pickaxe of Efficiency IV

The containment chamber of Side-19, where SCP-173 was imprisoned, was not originally made of the same special metal as SCPs, and although the diamond pickaxe was a little slower to dig than obsidian, it took a little effort to dig through.

The first thing he did when he came out was that Steve decisively put away the pickaxe, took out the fence he hadn't used for a long time, put it on the ground, and then took out a piece of white wool and put it on top of the fence against common sense of physics.

"I surrendered. "

"What is he talking about?".

A task force operator asked

"He's speaking French. "

Another contingent of German origin replied.

Maozi on the side smashed it twice with a local accent:

"I think he's speaking German, which is what the Germans said in the story my grandfather told me when I was a kid. "

"Shall we shoot then?".

The first task force member said, and the German guy on the side knocked him on the head hard:

"New man, if you want to shoot now, you don't have to wait for the Foundation to ask you to eat peanuts, he can smash you! You don't know what that door is made of? He smashed that thing!".

"Okay. So what do we do now?".

"Huai, wait for the boss to speak, this is the headquarters, what can happen to the headquarters?"

At the observatory above, Christina was already confused.

She glanced at the researcher beside her, these people were going to be amnesticized by Class-A anyway, so why don't they let them use their residual heat again?

"Comrades, for the sake of the party-state... Phew, it's time to make a contribution to the Foundation, and any of you will get that SCP?".

Before she could finish speaking, she turned around regretfully and pressed the button on the megaphone suddenly.

Forgot to turn it off!

It's over, it's over!

Steve, who was standing in the audience, smacked his lips, took out a golden apple from his pocket, ate it in three or two bites, pulled out his diamond sword, pointed at the Foundation's "S11" observation room, and shouted

"I don't need anyone else! I just want you, Christina!

Christina went into cardiac arrest

What's that look on your face?

Are you very envious of being taken by SCPs!??

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