Teeth Growing Scp

Kaisha McLarren wasn't the sweet, cheeky girl like before. No. Not anymore when she turned 16. A drastic change turned her life as exciting as it can be. After 3 years of keeping only to herself, her family decided for her to get back out there. To attend the most elite academy in the country for her college years. Sure. She could be surrounded with people again. Good luck with her mood swings, for she could pluck out anyone's head just by her hands, bite anyone's flesh and bone with her teeth, and kick anyone like a pebble just by a single flick of her feet. Yeah. Because to no one's knowledge, this beauty is also the Beast.

[Ding! You have successfully summoned Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin to be your slave, he is awaiting orders!] [Ding! Random draw: Toothpick (FF- Tier) Use it to pick at your teeth!] [Ding! Random draw: Dragon c*ck (A Tier) Tug it once to fire a dragon beam from the tip!] Bruce has been reincarnated and has obtained a very powerful summoning system, except that he has very bad luck. Follow Bruce's adventures as he tries to navigate through the world with his bad luck. story will be 50% random bullshit so dont expect a good story/good writing. this is just for fun, some brainrot to refresh your mind enjoy

Black Dragon, the 'King of Soldiers', Ye Fan, returns to the city from the Huaxia Dragon Group and is forced into marriage with a beautiful but disdainful chairwoman. The chairwoman is cold, lofty, and dominant, shining like a queen, while Ye Fan desires only a lazy life of a common man, which leads to friction between them. Yet a dragon will always be a dragon, never hiding its claws, teeth, or horns, and even in the urban world, Ye Fan remains a king. Watch him dominate the city, subdue the beautiful chairwoman, and have his followers bow down; he will protect his home, defend his country, and destroy its humiliations.

What do you do when the first thing you remember after apparent reincarnation... are the steel bars of the prison coach, driving you off to an exile meant as just a fancy manner of execution? Deprived of all the memories of this world and armed with nothing but high spirits, Theo found himself in the land where mythic-grade beasts reign supreme. Thankfully, a reincarnation wouldn't be complete without a system! And what if his system... HAD SYSTEMS?! "An SSS-Rank beast wants to kill me over some berries? Fine, let me drop a hundred tons worth of stone on its head!" "Trains? Logistics? But do you know what a speeding train does to a body? Or hundreds of bodies, neatly stacked in formations for said trains to run over?!" "It's not a waste of resources, it's a future-proof investment! And I'm too rich to run out of them anyway!" Join in to follow Theo's path from nothing more than a monster's snack to the ruler of an industrial empire... an empire he built the proper way— from the ground up! *** Current Challenge: 100ps - 1 bonus chapter 150ps - 2 bonus chapters 250ps - 4 bonus chapters! ***

When young Auriel tragically meets his end, he awakens to a bizarre reality on the distant planet of Warkinels. Reincarnated as a necromancer tree, he finds himself immersed in a world governed by a real-life game system, where every creature is relentlessly striving to level up and gain strength. Unfazed by his peculiar transformation, Auriel embraces his new identity and sets out on a singular quest: to ascend the ranks and become the most powerful being in the Warkinels. With each encounter, he absorbs the life force of fallen creatures, enhancing his own abilities and expanding his necromantic influence. As Auriel delves deeper into the intricacies of Warkinel’s game system, he discovers hidden mechanics and exploits that allow him to accelerate his progression. Along the way, he forms alliances with fellow adventurers and clashes with rival factions, all vying for dominance in the ever-shifting landscape of Warkinels. Driven by an insatiable thirst for power, Auriel navigates treacherous dungeons, battles formidable foes, and unearths ancient artifacts that augment his necromantic prowess. But with each victory comes greater challenges, as rival players and malevolent forces seek to thwart his ascent. As Auriel rises through the ranks of Warkinel’s hierarchy, he becomes a force to be reckoned with, feared and respected by all who dare to oppose him. Yet, amidst his quest for supremacy, he must grapple with the moral implications of his actions and confront the darkness that lurks within his own heart. Arboreal Ascendance is a riveting tale of ambition, sacrifice, and the pursuit of power, as one boy's journey from death to rebirth leads him on an epic quest to conquer the game of life itself.

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(Currently being revised so the story may be incoherent) "Knowledge, There you are! We need to do this quickly before the other gods notice." Valor says as he motions for her to approach. "I'm surprised you agreed to help with this." Gluttony adds with a cruel smile. "I never would have thought the God of Knowledge would be the one to give us aid." Knowledge mearly nods at his words. "Now, this is it! That crazy bat from the far continent has made some crazy monsters before but this one is the cream of the crop. Fully capable of self-evolution and self-replication. It can breed a whole army of different monsters by gathering the essence of other lifeforms!" Valor says as he points to a large egg on the ground. She nods again. "You know, I thought you'd be as excited as I am with this? Endless war and power; we'll have full control of the system once this thing begins its rampage." Knowledge raises her hands in the air and shakes them unenthusiastically. "As sarcastic as ever I see. Well, whatever. Place your hand hand here and help us with the seal." She does as she is told and a huge beam of light descends upon the egg; but her attention is elsewhere. Using the ceremony as a distraction, Knowledge brings lost souls from other worlds and implants them in unsuspecting inhabitants. She can see it. Tiny seeds of change have been sewn.

Zhu Kang, a trafficked soul, was captured by an evil organization and was stripped of his real memories. Unaware of the dangers he worked for this evil corporation as a system. One day, all of a sudden, fifteen men dressed in black started a shoot-out killing all the other systems. In desperation, Kang threw himself into a transmigration device that tossed his soul into a random world. "System 202 has escaped.... a-again.....” one of the black-clothed men said. Trembling, he glanced at their team leader. Kai Alden gritted his teeth. “You let him slip away so easily! Send me into that world. I will capture my dear System and bring him back here,”

I woke up in a fantasy world and attracted the werewolf king. How and why this happened I have no idea but I intend to find out before this wolf sinks his teeth into me. Cover photo is AI generated

Under the new red sun, the mutated animals and the mutated people called "fighters" are engaged in a never-ending war for control of the Earth. When three delinquents students are given scholarships to Yellow Sun Academy, the most prestigious fighter academy, it falls to them and their new friends to defend the Earth from the animals. Can the fighter students rise to the occasion and saved all of mankind? Or will the animals finally win? (Inspired by Rooster Teeth's RWBY)

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As the "War of the Gods" gradually faded into legend, thousands of years of peace passed. With the population growing and the number of races increasing, people became dissatisfied with the status quo, and their simple and pure hearts gradually vanished. Then, a "War of the Hundred Races" for continental hegemony broke out.

The family is growing the bounty of law season hearts is an family of law

Léonard Dumont, a 16-year-old French teenager and geek of the SCP Foundation's myths, one day receives a notification on his computer from the SCP Foundation Management System. His duty is to build the SCP Foundation has The Administrator of the Foundation. This story is a mix of several canons of the Foundation. Mix everything with our own real world to add a weight of realism to all this. This is my very first story, I hope you will enjoy it and I am open to all criticism and comments.

The God Of The End is dead. Cults and heretics are rising up practicing sick rituals in the name of the "True Gods" Mortals are being corrupted by the power of the abyss, alliances are built in the face of an inevitable galactic war. A new god is taking millions of sacrifices per day. And untold horrors are lurking the dark cosmos. In that kind of world there can be no heroes.... even the strong are squashed like cockroaches everyday. Only pure evil can survive. In the midst of a merciless civil war, ... a young boy has a fateful encounter with a spiritual parasite. The boy doesn't care about the state of the world. Justice is a foreign concept to him. And kindness has cost him too much, There is only one thing he want's. And that is.... ... REVENGE Author: The power system I have planned is a mix of god's blessings, a magic/alchemy, technology, SCP's and certain racial traits. If you have any suggestions comment them I love to be inspired.

The story focuses on a young girl “Mizuki” who dies and is taken to another world where her job is to defeat the Demon King, however, she has not been the only one summoned, she really just has to live quietly in a new world as the thirteenth heroine of the new era! It is a fantasy world, without many technological advances.

"Ryzen, a teenage boy, finds himself reincarnated into his favorite novel, armed with some cheats and legendary equipment. Watch as he carves his path through this new world, facing challenges, growing stronger, and rising to become the ultimate swordsman."

When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ - English is not my native language

It was a strange blade, only a foot and a half long, with a sword-shaped tip, with a sharp edge on one side and a serrated edge on the other. The whole body is polished and bright. In the middle of the blade of the strange blade, the words "stump Order" are engraved. One side of the cutting edge was sharp enough to blow and break hair, while the serrated side was as sharp as the sharp teeth of a wild animal and cold. This strange blade has a horrible name: "Bones of Authority"

DROPPED!!

But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROMBut the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROMBut the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROM

“I am a benevolent god. If you worship me well, maybe I will save you… from the calamities I send.” Zayne was just an ordinary guy, when he was picked through a random draw to become a host of the God System. Having accepted the offer - could that even be considered a choice, when his soul would have been exterminated otherwise? - he was transported to a different world, tasked with gaining believers and growing his cult, earning points from their faith. Once he gained enough believers and points, he would be able to rise to a higher position in the Pantheon… However. A ‘life’ as a deity turned out to be far less glorious than he would have thought. Centuries later, he is still stuck in his first world. Fulfilling prayers day in and day out, as a mere consciousness floating in nothingness, alone with the system. He cannot rank up, he cannot move on, and he cannot even vent his frustration well, because he’s always short on points! And his believers are not even loyal, still worshiping other gods as well! In a moment of distraction, he makes a mistake, which initiates his descent. Not wanting to waste the points he has already spent, Zayne decides to wander the world for a while, posing as his own prophet, using this opportunity to spread his faith… And more importantly, vent all his pent-up anger, and have fun along the way! Randomly doing whatever he wants, he accidentally discovers a path he could take as a god: sending calamities, and then rescuing people from them - of course as long as they pray! And so his journey to the top finally begins.

A young man destined to become a God but have to work his way to the top of a ever expanding world filled with many danger will he live to see the end to the path of true godhood or will he die in the teeth of some bloody monster

Faced with a certain death, Kyle has no other choice but to gamble. He was warned that he could perish in the Arcane Academy, but he gritted his teeth and took the risk... and because of his decision, he unveiled many secrets about this mysterious world, discovered many mystical practices, touched upon forbidden relics that would change his life, and gained the enmity of powerful existences. Thankfully, he didn't transmigrate alone. The Divine Extraction System was with him as he treaded his chosen Arcane Path… *** 14-17 chapters per week. Early chapters are now being edited for quality purposes. Please bear with me.

Marcus, a young boy from a humble neighborhood, dreams of one day becoming a football legend like Wayne Rooney. With his extraordinary talent and sheer determination, Marcus navigates the trials and triumphs of growing up while relentlessly pursuing his goal.

My first story ever. So what would happen if the characters from Vivziepop, react to one of the many timelines of the SCP Universe, this is going to be one Helluva Broken Day for them. Also, note that I don't own any characters. On a short note, I saw a lot of fan arts about it but not one reaction fanfiction, so I want to be the first to do it. Oh and to TheSilentAssassin, please keep up the good work, it is one of the best crossover stories I ever read. And sorry for doing this without your permission, but I couldn't resist doing this. Also, I'm sorry for not updating my novel, I have so many stuff do and I have a test coming up so yeah.

[Special Containment Procedures] Calamity neared, and a special Containment Subject known as "Bonfire Company" awoke from its slumber, sending out invitation after invitation to join its ranks— "When The Night comes, there ought to be someone to light a fire, to illuminate in all directions." At the same time, it also brought forth a prophecy. In the year 2044, at the end of a year, a dark disaster would descend from the heavens.

The ruins loomed before Thalina like jagged teeth,their eerie glow pulsating faintly against the endless dark.She should not have come here,not to the abyss,not to the place her people feared.Yet something about the ruins called her,a whisper in the depth that she could not ignore..Her hand hovered over the glyphs etched into stone.The water seemed heavier,colder,as if the ocean itself was watching.The glow flared, a blinding pulse that spread like veins of molten light across the ruins.The water vibrated with a low,guttural hum,shaking the very ground beneath her.Thalina gasped,pulling her hand away,but it was too late

I, the author, a God beyond limits kidnapped a human from another world to put in my story. "Shut up, you liar! If I didn't die, you wouldn't even have been able to steal my soul!" Inside my white world, this being here is present and as you see he is too annoying. 'He gritted his teeth before screaming : "You bastard, let me out!' "Hey bastard, I didn't gritt my teeth! stop lying to them!" The story wouldn't be interesting otherwise, don't you think? Sigh anyway, let me introduce the story to them. "Let me out, you bastard! are you willing to write me into a story just so you can make money out of me in this higher realm?! Do you have no shame?!" Sigh I'm broke man, what do you expect? it ain't easy surviving here. 'He gritted his teeth with no response.' "I'm not gritting my teeth you bastard! I will kill you!" "I swear, I will kill you author!!" Ok, try your best. You have a five hundred chapters to kill me. If you kill me, I will let you return to your other world but if you don't, I will let you stay caged in this novel while getting payed off your suffering. "Deal! just wait author, I will kill you and escape!"