– Area-37, Somewhere in America - 8:35 AM –
Hello there... fuckin' cunts.
The name Jacob Wilson. Before I turned into this angry son of a bitch called King Crimson, I was 22 years old and... why would I make an introduction? This is fucking stupid, why should I do this, author?
(Author: ... )
Don't be silent! Raghhh! Fuck it, fine.
As I was saying, my name is Jacob Wilson, 22 years old, I had pale skin and caramel colored hair, I had dark green eyes and a slightly muscular body and I always kept a gentleman's haircut. I lived in Oxford, England and went to their university as well. My mom's a hair stylist in a saloon and my dad works for the Queen's royal guard.
Now you see, I am an angry boy. If someone does something that pisses me off or better yet tries to do something against me, I beat them up until they end up in a hospital or worse yet... the morgue.
It has gotten me into trouble but so long as I executed justice with angry fists it didn't matter. Do I get angry on the tiniest of things? Yeah, I do sometimes, or often at least. Do I get angry with my family? Rarely, or sometimes though. But if I see someone who gives zero shit about murdering a person without reason...
Then they have genuinely pissed me off.
I only met one back in Oxford like that and gave him and his gang a beating of a lifetime. So no one like him has shown up yet. Then the pandemic started and pretty much on 26th February I got a package with the King Crimson's helmet and the next thing, you know, I found myself in a bloody forest trying to find my way out. Currently I was sitting on the floor of the building I was in since yesterday, and these damn annoying ass cameras were still looking at me like a bunch of stalkers.
"I think it's time I started exploring this place." I murmured.
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– Third Person POV –
Jacob, the one who became King Crimson stood up and stretched his arms and legs before starting to walk down the hallway. As he walked down the hallway, he noticed the cameras just kept following his movement.
'I'm not sure who's behind those cameras but I'm starting to get a bit annoyed and creeped out by this.' Jacob thought as he tried to ignore them and continued walking down the hallway.
As he made a right turn, he spotted a door at the end of the hallway. On top of the door was a sign which said mess hall.
"Well, I can't feel hunger so that place is useless." He said to himself, "But I need to check it out so that I can find out where I am."
Approaching the door, once Jacob opened it, he saw the room had multiple tables and chairs, including some civilians, scientists and MTF soldiers from the Scp Foundation. There were also two vat tanks and a table with a monitor on it in the room as well.
"What is thi-"
Cutting his words off was the door behind Jacob closed itself with a loud bang. Everybody heard the noise and looked in the direction to see Jacob standing there.
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"Alright people, can someone tell me where the fuck I am!?"
"What the hell are you?" An MTF Soldier asked warily.
"The pizza delivery guy. Who else?"
A researcher joins in, "Well you don't seemed to be a-"
He cuts him off, "No you dumb cunt, I'm not the pizza delivery guy. I'm the guy who wants to know where the hell he is? So tell me!!"
"You're in hell." Another researcher said in a traumatic tone that it seemed he had experienced worse in his life.
"Haha. Funny. But seriously though where am I?"
This time, a female researcher answered, "You're in Area-37. Which is controlled by those three."
"And who are they?"
"The Sisters." The MTF Soldier answered anxiously.
"...am I supposed to be scared of them?"
"You should be." The female researcher said in a frightened expression.
Jacob furrowed his brows, "Ok, I think you're all mentally gone coo coo crazy and are just blabbering shit. Just tell me where they are and let me talk to them."
"You can't just talk to them. They will talk to you instead. And believe me you don't want to mess with them." The male researcher warned.
"Alright, first of all shut the fuck up, and second, if you don't want to help me I'll just check that monitor." He pointed to the large monitor behind them and approaching it, Jacob simply turned it on and the screen showed an American football stadium with people running and dodging death traps, fire projectiles from Red hooded figures and the changing terrain.
They were getting slaughtered.
"What the bloody hell is this?!" Jacob exclaimed and looked at one of the scientists, "What is this?! Why are they getting slaughtered like pigs?!"
Everyone in the room looked down, seeing this caused Jacob to yell angrily.
"YOU BETTER TELL ME SOMETHING, YOU COWARDS!"
With a bit of hesitation, the same MTF Soldier replied, "....The sister's experiment on people and gave footage of it to the Foundation. In their eyes they think they are helping the foundation in giving results. They will use us over and over again. Even if we die, they just bring us back from the dead and we have to do their experiments 400 or thousands of times."
Jacob smashed the monitor with his fist, shocking everyone in the room.
"Where are they?" Jacob asked as his eyes darkened.
"You can't stop them. Once you're inside this place there is no escape. They keep on moving from one building to another, so where are they currently? We don't know."
"You know what. I'll find them myself. Beat the ever living shit out of them and I, or we all go home scott free."
The MTF soldier's eyes widened in shock, "You are crazy. You can't beat them!"
"Watch me, bitch." Jacob turned around and went for the door, but then it opened itself.
'Seems like they're inviting me. How nice of them.' He thought sarcastically..
"Don't do this man."
Jacob looked at the MTF Soldier with a glare and said, "Don't stop me then."
"And I don't want to. I'll just say good luck in your so-called beat down of them that I will say is impossible."
"Thanks mate."
Exiting the room, the door closes behind him itself. Jacob saw one of the cameras on the ceiling and jumped towards it and smashed it between his fist before continuing walking down the hallway.
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Somewhere around the site, Jacob opened the door and found himself in an office area of some sort which you will find in any other office building.
'Oh! Now that I remember correctly, that guy said Foundation right? There is that horror wiki site on the internet. Man, it's been years since I read the articles.' He thought to himself and realized where he was.
Noticing that the office was quite normal, Jacob was about to leave until a cloud started appearing on the ceiling and started to rain on the office.
Jacob sighed in annoyance, "Just what I needed. Brilliant."
For the next couple of seconds, the rain stopped and once the clouds disappeared, Jacob then saw three female figures at the end of the room.
This was Scp-1765, also known "The Sisters."
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"Let me guess. You own this place?"
"Welcome to Area-37. You are a very interesting subject that we never encountered before. Ain't I right, sisters?" The one in the middle said with an American accent.
"Oh yes indeed! Look at the face on its forehead. That screams 'science'!!" The one on the left shouted in excitement with a British accent.
"Indeed." The one in the right nodded.
"DID YOU EVEN LISTEN TO WHAT I JUST SAID RIGHT NOW?!" Jacob yelled furiously.
The Sisters looked at him in silence, 'till the sister in the middle spoke.
"We were thinking about-"
"SHUT UP, BITCH!"
"Rude." The one on the right said with a frown at his behavior.
"Whatever. Now look, you're gonna let me, and the rest out of this building intact. So would you kindly allow us to leave?"
"I'm sorry but we just can't do that." The sister in the middle shook her head, refusing his statement, "We need you and the rest for experimentation. That to help the Foundation and for science."
"You call sending people to meaningless deaths repeatedly for science?! That's more like the Ivan Pavlov experiment type of bullshit!"
"Oh come on. We're just doing the right thing. That's all."
"I barely call trapping people here for eternity and experimenting on them a right thing. Tell me, do you give a damn about the ones you've kept imprisoned against their will?"
"They are part of the experiments. Why would we feel bad for them?" The sister on the left asked.
"I'm an angry dude who beat the shit out of people, but I still have morals unlike that pink cotton candy haired looking motherfucker in the anime. Do you think that using these people would do any good for you?"
"We're just using them so that we can get better results. Which so far have been disappointing." The sister in the middle said in disappointment.
"Oh, I see. So you care about the results rather than human lives?"
"Yes." The three sisters both said in unison.
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"You three have genuinely pissed me off."
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"We're just telling the truth. You don't have to be mad about it." The sister in the middle said with her usual smile.
"Tell you what you heartless bitches. Just try to attack me and get the results you need for your experimentation. Believe me you won't be disappointed." Jacob said smugly as he spread his arms.
"That's actually a bombastic idea! We might get some good results, sisters!" The sister on the left said to the two in excitement.
"Perhaps." The sister on the right said in interest.
"Well it wouldn't hurt to use combat. In fact, we never thought about combat experiments before, and this bizarre individual might be perfect for it." The sister in the middle snapped her fingers, and a halberd appeared on the sister's hands.
"You really like science don't you?"
"Yes."
"Then don't blame me for what happens next."
At the next instant, the three sisters, who were only thirty meters from Jacob, appeared in front of him within an instant with a smile on their faces.
Looking at them moving towards him unfazed, Jacob opened his mouth and unleashed his power of a king!
"KING CRIMSON!"