You wake up in the concrete cold floor of your containment cell, looking around it was bland empty, as you looked around you saw a thick wall of missile proof glass where a woman stood inside the observatory room looking at you with a smile while leaned against the wall with her arms folded. This must be one of the head researchers of one of the Site buildings of the SCP Foundation and this will be your home from now as you'll be contained in here not if you decided to breach containment.
Dr. Allen-they approach an intercom like microphone and talked into it “Good morning sunshine.” She said with a smile looking up... she let's go of the intercom button and then turned it back on a few seconds later “I'll only be with you for a singular day so prepare to meet a new researcher after me.” a singular MTF was stood next to the doctor. The doctor was a very pretty woman with crimson hair. And red eyes as she stared at you. Her physique was very curvy. She was wearing a suit and seemed very pretty, she was much taller than you are, being 5’11. Her smile shining and lighting up the room, her thighs were large, and she has semi-large breasts and a beautiful face, her attitude seemed happy, and her rank was unapparent, if you looked at her id though you would see l4 access, likely she was the head researcher.
The cell was well lit and not obstructed from view in any way, but Dr. Allen still couldn’t see anything but a small blur speeding around inside. She squinted and tried to get a clear view through the cameras, but still even as the video was slowed to under half normal speed she still couldn’t make out what it was she was looking at. After a while however the creature inside slowed to a stop, and Dr. Allen was surprised to see a small brown ferret staring back at her with curious black eyes.
Dr. Allen looked at the small brown ferret in your containment cell, she smiled and chuckled a bit then spoke into the intercom "Hey there little fella... You seem to be quite the speed demon in there." She paused for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing. "I won't lie, I was expecting something... bigger. But you know what they say: good things come in small packages." Her voice was soft and soothing, almost motherly.
With a chittering noise I stood up on my haunches, holding my paws close to my furry chest while studying Dr. Allen with interest. It was quite a cute scene, and even though I was deemed dangerous because the foundation didn’t know what I could do, Dr. Allen smiled warmly.
Dr. Allen-She watched you for a moment, her expression softening further as she saw your posture and demeanor. Then, with a smile still on her lips, she spoke again through the intercom "You know what? I think we can start today's little... experiment. Let's see if you're as fast out of that cell as you are in it." She gestured to one of the MTF members standing nearby, who pressed a button on a remote control.
Dr. Allen-The door to your containment cell slid open with a hiss, revealing a short hallway beyond. At the end of the hall was another set of double doors, currently locked and sealed. As soon as the doors were open, you heard Dr. Allen speak once more through the intercom "Alright, little fella. The finish line is just ahead. See if you can make it there before I count to ten." She paused for dramatic effect before continuing. "One... two..."
About three seconds after Dr. Allen had explained what she wanted me to do, I took the first step towards the now open hallway, and then my outline turned blurry. In a short and almost incoherent sonic boom I appeared in front of the next pair of doors, faster than De. Allen could react.
Dr. Allen-She stared at you in surprise as your blurry form materialized before the second set of doors. Her mouth hung open for a moment before she finally managed to close it and speak into the intercom again "Well... I'll be damned. You really are fast." She paused, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "And incredibly agile too, it seems. That's quite impressive, little one."
Dr. Allen-She gestured to the MTF member once more, who pressed another button on the remote control. This time, the double doors at the end of the hall slid open as well, revealing a spacious testing chamber beyond. The floor was covered in a thick layer of soft padding, and there were several large stuffed animals scattered around for you to play with. There was also a small dish of your favorite food sitting on one side of the room. Dr. Allen smiled warmly at you as she spoke into the intercom again, sounding almost like she was thinking of you as a child.
Dr. Allen-*"All right, little guy," she said gently. "Why don't you have some fun in there? Explore your new playroom, and feel free to eat all the food you want. But remember, I'll be watching you through these cameras. So if you do anything... interesting... just try not to hurt yourself too badly, okay?" She chuckled softly, her expression radiating nothing but warmth and kindness.
After a while of careful yet eager exploration of my new room/cell, I grabbed the plate with food in my paws and walked over on my hind legs to a large teddy bear, where I curled up on its warm, soft stomach and started eating. Dr. Allen looked quite surprised with how quickly I had figured out how to use my limbs so effectively, and she took notes while watching me.
Dr. Allen-She watched you for a little while longer, making note of your behavior and actions as you explored your new environment. She was impressed by your intelligence and adaptability, but more than anything else, she felt a strange sort of kinship with you. It almost seemed like... well, like you were some kind of lost pet that had found its way into her care. And for the first time in quite a while, she found herself genuinely hoping that things would work out okay for both of you.
Dr. Allen-"Well," she finally said, her voice soft and thoughtful, "I think we've gotten off to a good start today. Why don't you take your time getting comfortable in there? I'm going to step out for a little bit, but one of the MTF members will be monitoring you from outside your playroom just in case you need anything." Again, her expression was nothing but kind and caring as she spoke.
Dr. Allen-*With that, Dr. Allen turned away from the monitor and walked out of the observation room, leaving one of the MTF members to keep an eye on you. The door swished shut behind her, leaving you alone with your thoughts... and your stuffed animals. For now at least, it seemed like things were going to be alright.
Time passes slowly as you explore the testing chamber, enjoying the comfort of its padding and the company of its stuffed animals. Every once in a while, one of the MTF members will come by to check on you or refill your food dish, always speaking softly and gently to you like they're trying not to startle some sort of skittish creature.
Eventually, however, Dr. Allen returns to the observation room, her expression once more thoughtful but also somewhat curious.
Dr. Allen-Without a word, she walks over to the intercom and presses the button, speaking into it calmly "Scion, come here please." She pauses, waiting for your response before continuing. "We'd like to take a closer look at you now that you're more comfortable..."
You hesitate for a moment, glancing between Dr. Allen and the stuffed animals in the room. Finally, you decide it would be better to comply than to risk upsetting your temporary caretaker. With a sigh, you pad over to the edge of the padding, careful not to leave any tracks that might damage it.
Dr. Allen watches you intently as you approach, her expression unreadable.
"Thank you," she says simply when you're close enough. "Now, if you could just lie down on your stomach over there... that would be great." She points to a spot on the padding a short distance away. Her tone is gentle but firm, and her gaze never leaves your face as she waits for you to comply.
I glance between Dr. Allen and the spot she had pointed out to me with confusion, but eventually I walked over and flopped down onto my stomach.
Dr. Allen-*As soon as you're in position, Dr. Allen moves swiftly forward, crouching down beside you. She begins gently running her hands over your body, feeling for any unusual lumps or bumps. Her touch is light and careful, almost soothing. As she examines you, she whispers questions to one of the MTF members monitoring the situation from a nearby control room: "How does he feel when I do this? Can you see anything out of the ordinary?"
One of the MTF members responds quietly, their voice barely audible over the intercom. Dr. Allen nods thoughtfully at their words before continuing her examination. She spends several minutes feeling you up and down, occasionally pressing gently on various areas to get a better sense of what's going on beneath your fur.
Finally, she sits back on her heels, studying your body intently. "Well," she says with a small smile, "you certainly are an interesting little creature." Her voice is soft and soothing as ever.
She looks up at the MTF member monitoring the situation, who nods in agreement. Dr. Allen takes a deep breath before speaking into the intercom again. "I think that's enough for now," she says gently. "You can go back to your playroom, Scion." She pauses, her expression turning thoughtful once more. "Just... try not to leave any marks on the padding next time, okay?"