Come home SCP man. Come home to Lobotomy Corp

This is just a containment procedure for an SCP. A poster on facilty keeps they/them away for 6 miles, an image on their database keeps 1tb of data from being compromised.
Their mode of attack in physical realm is a 500 decibel screech. For digital storage, all scientific data will be replaced with pseudo science.

The lights in the hallway flickered in front of me and I heard the faint noise of stone scraping on stone. Uh oh. That wasn't a good sign. Emily was supposed to be on SCP-173 watch duty.

"Emily?" I shouted down the hallway. "You there?"

"Yeah" I heard faintly, coming from the bathroom

"Just need to finish dilating"

"Uh, Emily. If you're dilating, who is watching SCP-173?"

"I don't know, who is watching SCP-173, Greg. Why don't you tell me? Why do you think I have to answer to you? You're making me feel very uncomfortable right now, Greg."

I coughed nervously. "Uh, nevermind. I'm sure everything is fine."

More scraping noises from down the hallway. One of the lights flickered and then cracked, going out entirely.

"Uh hey, Command." I nervously keyed my radio.

"We might have a containment breech on SCP-173."

"We read you loud and clear agent. Is there a problem?"

"I just told you there was a problem."

"And what problem is that?"

"SCP-173 has breached containment."

"Excuse me? Agent, did you not get the memo that went out this morning?"

"Apparently not?"

"Our guests are not numbers, Agent. Please refer to any and all entities by their name and proper pronouns."

"I don't know it's name or uh, pronouns."

"Well then, why don't you ask?"

"You want me to ask SCP-173 what it's pronouns are."

"Yes."

"Roger that Command. Over and out."

I looked up just in time to see Emily walk out from the bathroom looking down at her phone. Right behind her, frozen in my gaze was SCP-173. I shrugged and closed my eyes for a split second.

Emily was now lying on the ground with "her" neck bent at a 90 degree angle, gushing blood from her jugular. SCP-173 stood a few feet in front of her body, staring at me.

I kept my eyes wide open and swallowed.

"Hey there buddy. You got like, a name?"

SCP-173 stayed frozen perfectly in place staring at me.

"Any... preferred pronouns...?"

Only the first few days are similar to rimworld. Rimworld bores me to death, this keeps me engaged.
Also this has actual animations, not just stolen prison architect assets floating around.
Pirate it and try it if you're not sure about it. I would recommend the game myself.
The translation is fine. Better than Lobotomy Corp's used to be.

>Secure
>Contain
>Pride
This sound more like an anti-gay facility if anything, pretty based if you ask me.

The entity remained perfectly still. I sighed, still keeping my eyes wide open.

"You mind if I just, give you a name?"

Silence is consent. I think. At the very least it's not a no. And no means no. I think.

"Hey, Command"

I keyed my radio, sweat now starting to drip down my face.

"Barbra Streisand, pronouns she/her has breached containment. Agent down. Request immediate backup."

"Request denied."

"Uh, Command. If you don't get backup down here ASAP, she's gonna kill me. And then probably a bunch of other people."

"Agent, have you ever stopped to wonder why all of our guests want to kill us?"

"Not... really."

"Maybe it's because we've kept them locked up without a proper trial, denying them their human rights."

"I... don't think that's why, Command."

"Agent, how would you feel if government agents imprisoned you against your will, violating your rights for the simple crime of being different?"

"I, uh.. Command, my eyes are getting pretty tired."

"Agent, have you EVER considered how our guests feel? Maybe even once?"

"Not.. Not really. Please command I- I don't want to die."

"Maybe you should have thought about that before you locked up these underprivileged entities and kept them in concentration camps. Bigot."

"I... what..."

"If you're so concerned about your own safety Agent, why don't you politely ask Barbra Streisand to not kill you."

"Are you fucking insane?"

"Agent, that sort of ableist neurotypical supremacist language will not be tolerated. I am giving you a written warning and scheduling you for mandatory sensitivity training."

"You know what, Command?"

"Yes Agent?"

"I've changed my mind. It's okay of Barbra Streisand kills me. I don't really give a shit."

I closed my eyes and let the sweet embrace of death carry me away with a swift and merciful snap.

please does someone have the "what a mess" joke scp image? I really need it

sorry I just got more faggotry

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Alright I'll give it a go bro, thanks.

F

maybe scp-173 did that man a favor by releasing him from his godawful job
and maybe scp-173 should relieve the rest of these snowflakes from their burdens as well...

probably he has fat fingers

could be, but we'll never know until this user actually replies to us

This image angers me greatly

Quick, post your favorite SCP and Abnormality.

I'm dont even mind the gay, just the lack of self-awareness, they're worse than vegans.

>trying to induct SCPoop into Lobchad threads
No.

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Clerk Lives DONT Matter

truer words never spoken
checked

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but who else would needlessly die to provoke other abnormalitys into breaking out?

>"You're full of shi-"
>Bee moves into facility
I guess.

>blue star breaks out
>lol what clerks?

Does this game have jumpscares?

kind of? by the time anything of the sort comes along, you'd already be numb to them

Not really. There is 1, maybe 2 things that could be classified that jumpscares, but they are very far in the background of the matter.
This game has horror, but also Terror.

Quads of truth

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I'd rather not have garbage lumped in with good stuff like Lobcorp.

>*screams at 500 decibels"
This is what ties it all together

Checked quads

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there's more

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One SCP is a literal jump scare but it's not even that sudden since you can anticipate when it happens. I'd be more worried about the shit you see in the individual rooms than the wall bitch.