"So, what are you going to show us?" Blitzø asked as he was intrigued by the creatures that the SCP Foundation managed to obtain, and they don't even originate from hell at all.
It's not just him only, everyone else also wants to know this as well.
"Well, I have decided that we should watch some music videos!" Frost exclaimed, making the demons confused.
"Music? Why the fuck are we supposed to watch some fucking music videos?" Husk complained as he hates loud noises, and it is not just because he is a cat.
"Oh, don't worry, these are not some sexual music videos." Charlie begins to smile. "They're also not those cheesy princess musicals." Which made Charlie's smile deflate.
Verosika was intrigued as she rarely hears songs that are not about something sexual or other types of shit that is popular in Hell.
"Is it related to the SCP Foundation?" Lucifer asked, as the mood suddenly turned grim as they still remember those flesh abominations and the red sky on Earth. And the only ones that currently have any idea on how to kill those things are some humans who are a secret organization.
"Yes. I have heard a lot of songs in my lifetime and only a few has peaked my interests." He gave a nod to Angela who turned on the screen. "I think you'll this one quite... entertaining. "
Alastor's smile widened at the mention of his favorite word. He hoped this one is as entertaining as the last one.
[The screen turns on to showcase a bunker, yellow stripes were visibly aligned the walls the walls were dull grey and there is no sign of life anywhere, then the camera zoomed in towards the door that has slide open and the screen went black.]
"What is that place?"
*That is a SCP Containment Facility, Site-19 to be exact.* Angela told them.
"And where is this Site-19 located?" Paimon asked, wanting to know the location for some... shopping.
*...Site-19 is located at [DATA REDACTED] * Everyone was surprised to hear her censored herself.
"What the fuck! Why the fuck did you do that?!" Andrealphus shouted, appalled that she hides the information instead of outright telling them.
"Woah, woah, woah, calm down. This isn't her fault." Frost defended his friend from the accusation.
"Then why won't she tell us the location of that facility?" Belphegor retorted.
"Because it is classified, if everyone knows where the location of every single facility is, then the SCP Foundation will have constant attacks from various organizations, wanting to capture or take the SCPs and use them for themselves." Frost explained.
"Then wouldn't that mean that their own personnel don't know the location as well?" Stolas made a very good point.
"No, not even personnel with lower clearance are allowed to know that." The demons were shocked at how secretive and paranoid the foundation is, to treat their own employees the same way as strangers is very suspicious.
"They have a good reason for that," Frost spoke as if he could read their minds. "This is because there may be traitors hidden in their ranks, so they want to keep their locations a secret. Even if it means that they have to hide this information to their own employees."
The demons are very surprised to hear this level of secrecy even existed. If that's true, then that's why they never heard of the SCP Foundation until after they're being brought here.
["May I introduce you to the world's most decorated zoo." A voice begins to sing as the screen turns back on and a scientist, a guy wearing a black suit and purple tie walking behind the scientist with his arms crossed, along with two guards walking behind him with guns as they entered a room.]
["For everything you wish was make-believe." The scientist typed the access code for the door and it slide open, allowing them passage. "Oh, buddy did you know."]
["You could shake hands with a demon." The group was then shown observing some sort of peanut standing in the middle of a testing chamber with its 'arms' outstretched as it looks like it wants a hug.]
"What the fuck is that thing?!!" Moxxie yelled, surprised as something that this... thing should be in hell is in the living world.
And something tells him that he should stay from it at all costs!
"Frost, what the fuck is that creature!" Asmodeus was impressed as well as terrified as he and the rest of the Seven Deadly Sins can feel its immense power even through the screen.
"That's a secret. Though you'll find out soon enough." Frost said cryptically.
Most of the audience didn't want to find out, but some (Charlie, Alastor, and Lilith) wants to see what it can do.
["If you wanna take that dare, so be it." Then, they walked along a pathway that is built above a large tank with something reptilian swimming inside it.]
"Wait what's that?" Fin points at the screen just as the creature disappeared into the darkness.
"There's nothing there idiot!" Helsa retorted.
"B-but! I could have sworn something was in the tank." Fin wasn't the only one who saw it as Seviathan almost lose his smile.
'That thing! Just even taking a glance almost makes my skin crawl! Just what the fuck is that creature!' Multiple questions are swirling at the Von Eldritch's head, but he decided to cast aside these thoughts for later.
["You could lose an arm or a leg so easy here." They walked past of a containment cell that housed an old computer, with SCP-079 inside it.]
Everyone wasn't surprised as they had already seen SCP-079. But they were confused as to why is he in an old-looking computer.
"Ew! Now he's even grosser than usual!" Velvet was flabbergasted as to how the actual fuck is that thing still alive all this time.
"No shit Sherlock!" Valentino took a sip of his champagne. "He's got to be weak as shit if a bunch of humans managed to contain it."
Vox did not agree with his on and off boyfriend, 'If he is weak as Valentino said he is? Then how did that AI managed to take control of an entire facility so fast?'
["So let me give you a scenario, and don't you tell a soul, it's only hypothetical." The voice continued as a mechanical arm placed a theater mask onto a D-class's head.]
The audience are wondering as to what's about to happened.
["Imagine all your nightmares!" The mask-wearing human suddenly sprang up from a chair and began to sing. "Contained in a single glorified reformatory. Where nothing ever gets out, straitjackets have been worn out." He mimics a person wearing a straitjacket.]
Most of the demons were surprised by this.
"What the fuck is he doing?" Katie asked as to why the man suddenly started to sing along while making several gestures.
["Good guys, bad guys accommodated!" He sang as he pointed to the man in the black suit. "If it don't make any sense, like it's something in a story. We'll make sure it stays fiction. In our superstitious foundation." He snapped his fingers, and the room goes dark.]
Everyone was wondering what's about to happen next.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Kiki whispered to Milky.
Milky nodded. They thought that Earth is full of idiots and dumbasses. Who knew that they were other creatures living with them.
["Medicine unlike any other." The guy opens his eyes and stands up, only to discover that the scientist are all dead, lying in a pool of their own blood.]
["Coffee machine dispensing blood for a sucker." An alarm begin blaring loudly, probably indicating that an SCP has escaped containment.]
["All that we display will never leave." The guy picked up a firearm from the fallen MTF soldiers and run off, but little did he know, something tall and lanky is watching him, with his face covered by the monitor. "But buddy, don't you know."]
Some gulped as they saw the tall creature. Though they have only one question.
"Where is his face? Why can't I see it?" Satan asked, slightly irritated that he can't see it.
"Sorry, but I cannot do that." Frost told them.
"And why not?" Beelzebub asked sarcastically.
"Because it would threaten the lives of everyone here." The warning made some of them shiver.
Satan scoffed at that, 'There's no way some tall thing can beat me!' He thought, completely unaware of the SCP's power.
"It's probably nothing." Moxxie tried to reassure himself. "It's not like he would kill anyone who looks at his face."
Millie facepalmed, "Moxxie, why did you have to say that?"
"What? I didn't jinx us, right?" The deadpanned stares of everyone looking at him of everyone looking at him was enough to tell him the answer.
["We don't wanna let Armageddon." SCP-049 is walking by while his eyes glowed green as a bunch of decaying hands attempted to reach him.]
"Woah, his eyes are green!" Nifty pointed out.
"Yeah, green like Emeralds." Mammon's eyes shined as his eyes turned into cash for a brief moment.
"Knock it off Mammon." Asmodeus slapped him on the back. "This is serious."
Mammon flipped him the bird as he muttered curses before looking back at the screen.
["Rear its ugly head like a nuclear weapon." A black portal materialized and out came a seemingly old man, probably in his mid-fifties. His skin was unnaturally brown, as if rust had corroded him, his clothes consist of an undershirt and shorts were the same brown as his skin, if not darker. What's even more terrifying, his eyes were like the deepest pits of hell, and yellow teeth gave a sinister grin on his face.]
Just this one appearance alone makes the overlords immediately hostile as his powers is on their level, and he's still alive!
"Woah, what's up with them?" Angel Dust asked Cherri Bomb.
"Dunno," She shrugged. "But whoever this guy is, he sure got them terrified."
Striker enjoyed the look of the overlords faces when they see there may be someone capable of killing them.
["We secure, contain, protect so you don't live in fear." The door was suddenly pried open by the tall creature from earlier with its bare hands.]
"Ok, this creature has super strength." Belphegor wrote that down. "I wonder what other abilities that he has?"
"Secure, contain, protect, that has to mean something." Vaggie strokes her chin.
"Maybe they are protecting other humans from those creatures?" Charlie suggested.
"I highly doubt that, Charlie." Alastor shakes his head. "With an organization that has managed to hide for who knows how, there's always bound to be someone who discover it and they have to silence them."
"They wouldn't do that." Charlie was convinced that they wouldn't do something this horrible. But upon noticing Vaggie's and Angel Dust's unamused look, she begins to have second thoughts. "Right?"
Lucifer sighed, he still can't believe his daughter is still as innocent and naive as ever. 'This is why I never want to help her in that stupid redemption project.'
["Did I even mention." The mask-wearing man was lying down on the floor with his arms at his stomach. "The monsters that preside?"]
This ultimately got everyone's attention.
"Yeah, just what are those things?" Blitzø asked the question the majority of them thought.
"Who knows?" Frost shrugged, as everyone was surprised as to not even a literal deity knows these creatures.
"Huh?" Husker still can't comprehend this. "Aren't you supposed to be an omnipotent deity or something?"
"Well I am, but there's just a lot of things that not even I know about, you can blame those Elder Deities for that." He explained nonchalantly before covering his mouth.
"Elder Deities?" Lucifer is speculating that there is a hierarchy of these so-called 'Deities'.
"Uh, nothing to worry about! Let's just keep watching!" He chuckled awkwardly as some of them didn't believe him and he's hiding something from them.
["Where do I begin? Where do I begin? Cause there is more than 99." He gestured using his hands.]
"WHAT??!!"
Everyone is extremely surprised that there is over 99 SCP's!!!
"T-that much! Just how many of those things are there?!!!" Tom Trench grasped his mask in shock.
"Well, there are over 7000 SCP's the last time I counted them." Frost said out loud which made the room go completely silent.
"...…..."
"Uh guys?" Frost looked at the shocked demons who are still processing about what they just heard.
It's only a matter of time before they all snapped out of it and immediately began shouting.
"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?!!!!"
"7000 SCP'S!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!!!"
"HOW DID A BUNCH OF WEAK HUMANS MANAGED TO CAPTURE 7000 OF THOSE FUCKING MONSTERS?!!!"
"RRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Everyone covered their ears in pain once again as the dreaded sound replayed again by the speakers,
"Yes, there are over 7000 SCP's in the entire world.... and there are still dozens of SCP's still scattered out there." Frost checked his I-pad that he pulled out from who knows where.
"H-how did we never heard this?" Vox asked to which Frost just stared blankly at them.
"Seriously? You guys already met some of the D-Class that are in Hell, and you idiots just straight up ignored them didn't you?"
Some of them started to recall meeting some particular Sinners who were.... strange in a way.
'Flashback'
"NO! NO! NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!!" A sinner who's had his body looked like it was corroded.
"I still can't believe I went to hell after I get killed by SCP-106, and now I'm going to get killled aga-" His last words were caught in his throat and the last thing he saw was darkness.
"Ah!" Alastor smiled as he wipe the blood that was on his face with a handkerchief. "Well, that wasn't so hard, I do like it when they decided to run."
He paused before thinking. 'What was it when he said SCP? Bah! Just some mindless last words of a victim.' He shrugged before continuing on his way while whistling a tune.
'Another Flashback'
A girl sinner with red skin and her left side is seemingly been bitten by a large mouth as she limped through Cannibal Colony.
She was a scientist who was in charge of SCP-082's containment, but after a containment breach and a wrong turn later. She was eaten alive by Fernand the Cannibal.
"Argh, it hurts it fucking hurts!" She groaned, clutching her wounded side as she barely noticed the sinister smiles hidden in the alleyway.
"Hello dear." A voice called out behind her and she saw Rosie standing over her with an evil grin on her face.
"How are you doing? Is this your first time being in hell?"
"W-what!" The former scientist fell to her knees as Rosie moved closer.
"Don't worry little one, everything is going to be just fine." Rosie licked her lips as her newest victim screamed.
"No! No! No! I don't want to get eaten by another cannibal aga- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Her screams were heard throughout Cannibal Colony before it was quickly silenced.
"Mmm." Rosie licked the blood from her cheek as the remains were devoured by the rest of the cannibal demons.
"Now what did she say about another cannibal? Hmm, maybe that's not my problem." She walked away, clearly looking for more sinners to eat.
'Another Another Flashback'
"No.... please no more..." A sinner with no eyes, hands or legs was hooked up to a large table where Velvet was looking down on him, giggling manically.
"Heeheehee! And why would I do that?" She asked with a fake tone of confusion.
"Please.... just kill me..." He begged for death but unfortunately for him she was having too much fun for that.
"Hmm, nope! I still got a lot of potions I want to try! So, fucking shut your mouth and drink this!" She forcefully opened his mouth and make him swallow a potion.
Too think that when he was still alive, he had the unfortunate encounter of coming across SCP-096 and accidentally looked at his face and he was immediately torn to shreds by the Shy Guy. To which he appeared as an armless and legless body right in front of Velvet's doorstep.
His body twitched for a second before he finally dies from his injuries.
Velvet pouted because she doesn't want to find another victim to experiment on right now.
"Then again, why did he show up as just a torso? Meh! Not that I really care much about it." She threw the body out of the window, crushing a nearby demon.
'Flashbacks over'
"Umm, nope I don't remember anything!" Velvet cheerfully replied.
"Same here." Rosie shook her head.
Alastor did recall meeting someone who uttered those words before he devoured him. "I can't seem to recall meeting anyone like that."
Frost narrowed his eyes at Alastor before facepalming. "Argh, I knew you were gonna say that! Just keep watching the video, it's almost over. "
[The Vermin God, The Anklebiters, Brother's Bride, Shy Guy, Trapped in the Typewriter, Snapper of Necks, On A Perfect Day, Polaroid, Builder Bear, Hungry Clay, Water Orb, River Cat, Draws You In the Book, Whistlebones, Abandoned Row Home, There Was a Crooked Man, Man's Best Friend, Hateful Star, Desert in a Can!!!!] The screen shows the aforementioned SCPs in great detail.
"Woah." Was the reaction of everyone.
"They're so many, yet so different." Nifty marveled at the anomalous objects and entities that were displayed.
Husk sighed. "I'm fucking tired seeing this shit."
"Oh my Satan, did they just said that they have a star?!!" Octavia exclaimed in conclusion.
"Well yes, though that's not possible, there's no way for a bunch of humans to contain a star, and did it say it is hateful?" Stolas begin to jot down notes about this.
"Wait that bear." Millie pointed at the stuffed bear. "That looks like the one we saw during we saw during the first viewing!"
"Yeah Millie, just how long did they have it? Is it even dangerous?" Moxxie asked.
'Oh, you have no idea.' Frost thought, slightly foreshadowing the next events.
Lucifer's eyes narrowed at the 'Vermin God' 'Is this some kind of fucking joke?'
["And that isn't even half of it. "The screen turns to show the tall creature, but this time it shows the upper half of the body.... only for its face to be filled with scribbles.]
"That thing again." Stolas was interested as to why it's face was not revealed.
'It's almost like something dangerous is about to happen if we look at it's face.' He thought, not knowing about SCP-096's true power.
["So let me give you a scenario, and don't you tell a soul It's only hypothetical." The screen changed to where the now-named Shy Guy is walking, with his face still covered by the screen, along with the guy in the black suit hiding behind a corner. "Let me give you a scenario, but don't you go thinking it's real." The guy looks at the firearm before he closed his eyes, as the screen turns black.]
["Imagine all your nightmares!" The guy is now standing in a black room without his gun and the mask is revealed to be alive, along with white gloves with it.]
"Wait it's alive!!!!!!!" The demons shouted.
"That was unexpected." Beelzebub thought with an intrigued look on his face.
"A possessed mask? Is it a demon that's controlling it? Or is the mask the demon" Lucifer smiled as he figured out what happened to the human who previously wore it.
"Seriously, is every SCP is just gonna blow our minds every time?" Lin asked as she collapsed in her seat.
"Well, if I had to guess then what we just seen is probably not even the whole thing, sugarplum." Joe patted his wife's back.
["Contained in a single glorified reformatory, where nothing ever gets out, straitjackets have been worn out." SCP-035 scared the man to which he fell on his butt, looking at the various images of SCP-096.]
["Good guys, bad guys accommodated!" The man fired his gun at the Shy Guy, but it proves ineffective as the bullets either missed or it just bounced off of it like it's nothing.]
"What the fuck?!!! It is bulletproof?!!!" Blitzø shouted, causing those who uses guns started to worry.
"That is troublesome indeed." Striker glared at the Shy Guy. 'I wonder if those blessed weapons can take him down.'
Angel Dust was a little nervous, but he maintained his composure as he thought that he can just offer him some of those sexual offers like he always do. But a nagging thought told him that isn't going to happen.
Moxxie is sweating bullets right now, hypothetically of course. Sharpshooting is his talent but not even he can think of anything to stop this demon if he can shrug off bullets.
["If it doesn't make any sense, like it's something in a story. The suited man dropped his only weapon in order to quicken his pace, he spotted a door and lunged towards it and pushed the button, shutting the reinforced doors as he continues to run.]
[But it was in vain as the steel door begin bending and breaking before it was destroyed as SCP-096 continues its pursuit]
"What the fuck! Just how strong is this fucking demon?!" Crimson yelled out.
"Superhuman strength, speed, durability, stamina. This demon has all of them." Belphegor jotted down everything that was currently being shown, including a drawing of SCP-096.... without the face of course.
"Thisssss demon is an incredibly tough, how did thosssse humanssss managed to capture it, let alone contain it?" Sir Pentious asked, which did make the others question how they managed to accomplish such a feat.
"Maybe they shoot it with a ray gun boss?" An Egg Boi suggested.
Sir Pentious almost wanted to slap him due to the absurdity of his suggestion.
'It that'sss true, then they must have a lot of technological advanced weaponssss, which explains how easy it issss to subdue and contain those creaturessss.' He thought, before thinking about recreating those weapons if they were shown on screen.
["We'll make sure it stays fiction."]
["In our superstitious foundation
Superstitious foundation."]
[The suited man ran as fast as he could, but the last set of doors closed in on him as he banged on the door with desperation before he turned around just in time to see SCP-096 pulled the doors apart and lunged straight towards him with his face still having scribbles.]
"No!" Charlie cried at the poor human who was killed on screen while most of the audience ignored her outburst.
"So, I'm assuming that none of them survived, is that correct?" Alastor asked, not bothered by the brutality that was shown.
"Yup. No human survived during that incident." Frost replied.
Lucifer raised an eyebrow, 'No human huh?'
"Is that it? Can we just continue watching the one where the Sun got all weird and creepy?" Fizzarolli asked.
"No, there's still a little bit more. Please continue watching." The demons looked at the screen as the scene changes.
[SCP-096 then drags the now dead body of the suited man away and into the shadows, leaving a bloody trail behind.]
[Then the scene changes to show a group of armored men sitting inside of a helicopter, all armed and prepared as they were all heading towards the facility, ready to contain this situation.]
Then, the screen turns black, and Frost asked.
"So how was it?" This time they didn't shout out loud, instead they broke out into murmurs and talking to one another.
"Well, I have to admit that the song is not bad." Verosika shrugged, "At least it gave us a good idea on what the SCP Foundation does."
That certainly was the case as some still can't believe that humans are able to do this all by themselves.
Mammon though had a question. "Wait, there's something suspicious about this."
"And what do you mean by that?" Paimon asked the lord of greed.
"Well, if there are so many of those fucking SCPs and there are probably so many facilities keeping them locked up, then how the bloody hell can they even afford it?!"
That question certainly did turn some heads. As powerful as the SCP Foundation may be, there's no way that they can buy a lot of resources all by themselves.
"I know that all of you have many questions, and I know you all wants some answers and I'm happy to provide them for you with another video."
"Another one? Can't you just fucking explain the whole thing already?" Satan demanded.
"Well, I can guarantee you that this video will give you a brief introduction about the SCP Foundation." Frost said as the screen turns on again.
[In this world, there are many creatures that are considered anomalous a mysterious organization is formed with the goals of hunting them down, containing, and studying them. This is known as the SCP Foundation. The screen then shows the SCP Foundation logo.]
"The SCP Foundation?" Moxxie asked in confusion.
[Operating clandestine and worldwide, the Foundation operates beyond jurisdiction, empowered and entrusted by every major national government with the task of containing anomalous objects, entities, and phenomena. These anomalies pose a significant threat to global security by threatening either physical or psychological harm.]
Lucifer raised an eyebrow at that. 'If these so-called anomalies were so threatening to the entire world, why hadn't the world heard about them. And more so, why was the Foundation kept a secret.'
"Hey, um, what's an anomaly?" Ace asked, prompting Josh to smack his head.
It was Kiki who explained, "Ace, an anomaly is something that isn't normal, like finding a raisin in a cookie."
Ace pouted at that, so what if he likes raisins in cookies, they're nutritional.
[The Foundation operates to maintain normalcy, so that the worldwide civilian population can live and go on with their daily lives without fear, mistrust, or doubt in their personal beliefs, and to maintain human independence from extraterrestrial, extradimensional, and other extranormal influence.]
"That's understandable." Vaggie said to herself.
"Wait, wouldn't it be best to, you know, tell the world about the anomalies?" Charlie asked.
Alastor shook his head. "No, my dear, it's a lot complicated than that..." He said, "It's like this. If the entirety of hell learns of a demon that's impossible to kill, riots would spread, and everyone will want them to be on their side."
Charlie nodded her head in understanding.
"What does SCP stand for anyways?" Loona asked.
[SCP stands for Secure. Contain. Protect.]
[To secure. so that the anomalies don't fall into the hands of the civilian population or rival organizations.]
[To contain. The Foundation contains anomalies with the goal of preventing their influence or effects from spreading.]
[To protect. The foundation has sworn to protect the human population from the anomalous effects and in some cases the anomalies itself. The Foundation may also neutralize or destroy anomalies as a last resort.]
"Wait why do they need to protect the fucking anomalies? Don't they have some wacky powers that they can use to protect themselves?" Angel Dust asked.
*You're correct. But some of the SCP's powers are more like a curse than a blessing, which is why the SCP Foundation spend millions of dollars on the sole focus of protecting the SCPs should they fall into the wrong hands.* Angela said.
Alastor's grin widened, should any SCP's manifested in hell, it would be quite the entertainment if he does say so himself.
"And you say that they are contained, right?" Verosika asked which Angela nodded, " Well how?"
*The Foundation has decided on having five classes to the anomaly to decide how to contain it. Safe, Euclid, Keter, Thaumiel and Neutralized.* Angela explained.
"And how are they, y'know, classified?" Milky asked.
[These anomalies are classified depending on how it is contained.]
[First is the Safe class. The safe class are anomalies that can be easily and safely contained with little to no chance of a containment breach occurring. It's important to note that Safe apply to SCP's that are harmless or beneficial, but also to SCP's that are incredibly dangerous, but easy for the foundation to contain and protect.]
"Well that's a relief!" Fin exclaimed as he leans back in his chair.
"A relief? They said that they have SCPs that are incredibly dangerous just lying there in plain sight! And you think it's a fucking relief?!" Helsa yelled.
"Well you heard what it said, these anomalies are safe and harmless, so there's no need to worry about them at all." Fin retorted.
"Maybe for these SCPs! Remember this is just ONE of the FIVE classes used! And who's to say that there aren't more dangerous anomalies out there?!" She countered.
Fin tries to speak up but ultimately relented, Helsa did bring up a good point after all.
Helsa scoffed, "I don't know why I bothered dating a demon like you."
[Next is the Euclid Class. The Euclid Class are anomalies that require more resources and efforts from the organization to contain and where containment is not always reliable. Many autonomous or living SCPs are classified as Euclid due to their inherent unpredictability.]
"Just so you know, imp's, hellhounds and low-level sinners and other hellborn could be classified as Euclid class." Frost pointed out.
While the aforementioned species just huffed in disappointment, are they really that weak of a threat? They could be a bigger threat if they want too. Those demons being, Blitzø, Striker, Katie Killjoy and Sir Pentious.
While those of the higher class just smiled with pride, knowing that those humans should fear their power. Those demons being the Vees, Alastor, Andrealphus, Mammon, and Beelzebub.
While others just don't care and just sip on their drinks and chew their food. Those demons being Husk, Charlie, Loona and Vortex.
[The third and dangerous class is the Keter class. Keter class SCPs are those that are excessively difficult to contain for one reason or another and often are incredibly dangerous to either the foundation or others, although that is not always the case.]
"The closest comparison to a Keter Class object would be the Overlords, the Seven Deadly Sins, The Morningstar family and Paimon." Frost added.
The Seven Deadly Sins smiled in pride, knowing that they were deemed a worthy threat by the SCP Foundation, while Lilith just smiled. Charlie laughs awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Paimon is just happy to be in the same class as Lucifer.
Satan scoffed at this, 'Am I really that weak?!'
[The fourth one is the Thaumiel class. The Thaumiel class is a very rare object class only known to the highest levels of the Foundation. In essence, Thaumiel-Class SCPs are "Anti-Keter" They are used in the containment or counteracting of other SCPs. They act as powerful tools used by the Foundation, which normally rarely uses anomalies.]
"Wait why didn't they use those anomalies?" Tom Trench asked. "If they are as powerful as they say they are then why not use it?"
He did have a point as everyone else was wondering why did the Foundation not use them at all.
"Well it's because that they didn't know it's full capabilities and their job is to secure it, not use it. Besides, the Foundation barely used them at all anyway." Frost explained.
His explanation did not help them at all as they were wondering if the Foundation are stupid for using such power. Those being Andrealphus, Paimon and Satan.
[The final one is the Neutralized class. The Neutralized class are SCPs are anomalies that are no longer anomalous, either through having been intentionally or accidentally destroyed, or disabled.]
"So they jusssst don't work any more?" Sir Pentious asked.
"Yup. Either they just broke or they were destroyed. And some of them are very tragic." Frost said.
"Tragic? What the bloody hell is that tragic? The anomalies just broke and who cares?" Velvet suddenly felt an immense pressure on her and she couldn't even speak.
"I AM WARNING YOU VELVET, SPEAK LIKE THAT AGAIN AND I WON'T HESITATE TO END YOU RIGHT NOW. IS THAT CLEAR." Frost threatened her.
Velvet hurriedly nodded, releasing her from the pressure as she breathed heavily, actually feeling like she was going to die again.
'Putting that aside, why would someone intentionally destroy those SCPs, are they stupid?! They can just sell them for extra money!' Mammon thought angrily.
[And there is also one final official class, Apollyon.]
"And what does that mean?" Satan grunted.
*It means that it is impossible to even contain those SCPs, and they are classified to be the most dangerous out of them all.* Angela replied, frightening the audience.
"What do you mean they can't contain it?" Striker asked, "They have done the impossible before, so why can't they contain it?"
*Because one of the examples of the Apollyon class is the reason why you all are here for.* Her answer made them immediately guess as to what it is.
Loona growled, "Of course it's got to be the fucking Sun that broke or whatever. She huffed.
The mention of the possible threat sent everyone in shivers. This is just only ONE of the world- ending scenarios, and who knows how many of those world ending disasters out there!
[After the object class is listed, the following information for each entry is generally the special containment procedures. The special containment procedures are the steps and processes the foundation goes through in order to keep the entity contained.]
[These containment procedures are very wildly from simply putting the safest SCPs in a drawer to lengthy procedures featuring strict rules and unique restrictions, to some SCPs that the foundation has no idea to contain.]
[The containment procedures are listed before the description of the SCP, to emphasize the importance of containment above practically anything else as that is the fundamental purpose of the foundation.]
"Why did we have to listen to this boring crap? Can't we just continue on watching those SCPs?" Blitzø complained.
"Sir! This is important information that we have to learn." Moxxie said. "We need more information about the SCP Foundation, so it is crucial that we need to know how they operate."
"Yeah yeah yeah, okay Moxxie." Blitzø replied nonchalantly.
Some SCPs are kept in the same location where they were found and isolated and quarantined due to certain circumstances, and others such as exceptionally cooperative humanoids might be allowed to freely roam a foundation facility from time to time. Due to each unique nature of each individual SCP, each containment procedure is also unique and there is no standard set of rules.
"Why are some of the SCPs need to be kept at the same location?! Aren't they just objects or entities." Andrealphus asked.
"Well some of the SCPs are locations and some of the entities are just too big to be moved." Frost explained.
This new information stunned them, SCPs can also be locations as well?! And what about the fact that SCPs can be too big?!
"What! They can be big?! How big?!" Asmodeus asked in a worried tone.
"Um, about as big as a continent?" Frost said.
Everyone was silent for a moment before they all started shouting once again.
"WHAAAAT?!"
Frost winced after the majority of the room yelled in outrage.
"Next time, remove ears from head." he muttered while everyone in the room were beginning to rant.
"ARE YOU FUCKING WITH US?!"
"THIS IS A JOKE!! IT HAS TO BE A FUCKING JOKE!!!"
"THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY THAT'S REAL?! IT'S JUST IMPOSSIBLE!!"
The sound of the meme echoes once again and everyone covered their ears once more.
*Do I really have to do this every single time? This is getting really boring.* Angela deadpanned at them.
"Yeah and whether you like it or not, they do actually exist so why don't you just keep quiet and continue watching the video okay?" Frost said.
They all nodded and looked at the screen once more.
[Following the containment procedures is generally the description of the SCP. This description is usually written with a very technical and scientific tone, describing the appearance and anomalous nature of the SCP. Again this description section varies wildly, ranging from a few sentences to many paragraphs of detailed information.]
[SCPs are often found by members of the general public, causing the foundation to come in and contain the anomaly and also wipe the memories of witnesses.]
[Sometimes only one or two agents might be called in to retrieve an anomaly, but often a while team of highly trained individuals will be necessary.]
"So that's how they operate right? Just wait for the public to find it and swoop in at the last moment and retrieve the SCP?" Rosie asked.
"Yup! Though some of the Foundation Personnel somehow managed to find it by accident and report it back before the public knows about it."
"How did they managed to wipe out the memories of those humans? I say I say that's quite impossible unless you kill them." Wally asked.
"They used a special drug to wipe out their memories. You will learn more about it later." Frost said, leaving the demons to wonder how they managed to do that.
[There are also many types of workers in the Foundation. Among them, we have Containment Specialists, Researchers, and Security/Tactical Response Officers. Their are Field Agents who are out in the world undercover looking for signs of anomalous activity and Mobile Task Forces, special units that are assigned to carry out certain dangerous jobs.]
"So those Mobile Task Forces are the ones who are shown on the picture show right?" Alastor asked.
*That's right. These Mobile Task Force or MTF for short are the best of the best of what they do. They have successfully contained every single one of the SCPs and they act as the foundation's soldiers.* Angela explained.
"Hmm. Interesting, and how many are these MTF are there?" Alastor asked, with his smile ever present.
"Well the total number of the MTF is unclear, but the most popular ones are the Red Right Hand, Hammer Down Maz Hatters, Pony Express, Deep Feeders, Mole Rats, and many many more." Frost explained.
While the audience didn't know the total number of the MTF Teams, and thought that those names are stupid, they still think that they can beat them, after all, they are human right?
[The Foundation is usually thought of as a far-reaching organization, and so their bases are found across the globe. These bases are known as Sites or Areas. The leaders of these individual areas or "Sites" are high-ranking Level 4 Researchers known as Site Directors.]
[The Overseer Council -abbreviated to O5- is a group of thirteen people who manage all Foundation operations worldwide and have complete access to all information, redacted or not. Their identities are classified for safety, and they are only referred to by their ID: O5-1 through 13.]
"Wait why they called the 05? Shouldn't they be called the 013?" Cherri asked.
*Well, actually it's because they have Level 5 Clearance, which is the highest Level clearance of the entire SCP Foundation. That is why they are called the 05.* Angela explained.
"That's it? Sounds stupid if you ask me." Fizzarolli pouted.
[In addition, there is also the existence of an Administrator, the creator of the Foundation.]
"Hey that's the guy that we've heard during the first viewing!" Seviathan exclaimed.
The identity of the Administration surprised them as they didn't know that he was the founder of the SCP Foundation.
"So that guy is the one responsible for creating the SCP Foundation?" Alastor smiled "Interesting."
[Finally, one of the most interesting parts of the Foundation, are D-Class Personnel, or Class-Ds. D-Class personnel helps showcase the colder and more morally gray side of the Foundation. In order to experiment with and contain SCPs, the Foundation needs lab rats to test things with, the D-Class. Oftentimes, they are recruited from Death Row or the prison population, serving as expendable personnel that are used to handle hazardous anomalies.]
"WAIT WHAT?!!" All of the sinners in the theatre yelled.
"Those monsters!!" Surprisingly, Charlie was the one who yelled that. "How could they do such an awful thing?!!"
Lucifer shakes his head. Even if it's the end of the world, humanity hasn't changed at all.
"Why the fuck would they do that?!" Angel dust yelled.
"In their defence, the D-class are some of the worst of the worst, all of them have committed crimes worthy of the death sentence and the life sentence. The SCP Foundation had them pulled out of their cells to do those experiments. Besides, they were going to die anyway, so might as well use them for something instead of letting them rot in jail." Frost replied nonchalantly.
"This shit is messed up even for me." Husk replied as he drinks a bottle of champagne.
"That still doesn't make it right!" Vaggue shouted. "How could they even allow this to happen?! Shouldn't they use other resources instead!!"
"It's because the existence of the world is at stake." Frost retorted. "You have no idea of what the SCPs can really do and I have only shown you the tiniest tip of the iceberg and if you think that's horrifying, think again. So what if a few lives were lost? It's all for the sake of the world. Besides, the D-class will get sent down to hell anyways."
His explanation stunned them as they didn't realise just how dangerous and how little they knew about the SCPs. While Charlie and the others thought that this was still horrible but eventually they have to realised that they were right. The SCP Foundation are the only ones that knows about those creatures and their capabilities and they had to use something to know what are their abilities. Even if it's the cost of human lives.
Well now that you know everything about the SCP Foundation, let's continue on our viewing, shall we? Frost asked, which everyone nods hesitantly, hoping that they were prepared to face this threat once it was shown to them.
If only they knew that there was no hope for them.